Plastic, and things of that nature

I need you to sit down. Close your eyes. Think of your middle school librarian: grey pencil suits, tight bunned up hair, thin-rimmed spectacles, and - what can only be reffered to as - puke brown 80's type loafers with a miserable excuse of a square, flat-ass heel.

I'd like to introduce you to my confused sister, Chora.

Now that this picture was painted, you can imagine my surprise and utter disconfuckulation when she called me last night and this played out:

Me: Why is the nunnery calling?
Chor: I'm at Mercury with Jared, and..
-Pause-
Jared is Chora's accountant fiance, who thinks that John Mayer is the best thing that's ever happened to music, so this statement started my confusion.
-Play-
Me: The planet? (The only answer that could possibly make sense at that moment)
Chor: No you idiot. Mercury Live.
-Cue the short circuit in my brain as I'm trying to connect the dots-
Me: Are you lost?
Chor (Wisely dedciding to ignore my question): Do you know The Plastics?
Me: Like tupperware and things of that nature?
Chor: The band, idiot.
Me: You know idiot is not a term of endearment, right?
Chor: Do you know them?
Me: I know of them.
Chor: You should know more, they're really good. For your kind of music, anyway.
Me: I must investigate this phenomenon! What be this that is pulling stick from sister's arse? I...
-Beep beep beep-
Me: The bitch hung up on me.
Ringo: Woof!

So I jumped on to google straight away as my brain just could not concieve what brillaince this band must be to get Mother Superior out of her Stepford House and into Mercury.

The brilliance was a four piece disco-ish partypunk poprock indie outfit from Cape town. Completely dissapointed in myself that I have not actually heard this band until Conan the Librarian informed me, I went all Chuck Norris on their asses and googled the shit out of them.



The muzos that make up this ensemble are Karl Rohloff (bass), Arjuna Kohlstock (lead guitar), Sasha Rhigini (drums) and Pascal Rhigini (vocals/guitar). Is it just me, or do their names sound vaguely like it should belong to members of some Russian lizard-alien resistance in Mass Effect or Star Wars?

They rose up from the ashes of the now defunkt punk band Hoax in 2007. How did I miss that? I'm loosing my touch it would seem. Smrinking to much? Impossible.

The Plastics have a huge cult following and have already released two EP's, two full length albums and a small annex full of singles and music videos. All without my knowledge. Bad Leila.
Now that I've discovered them however, I hear them everywhere. Occasional Lies on 5FM, Stereo Kids on Patrick's IPod and everything else I could find on soundcloud. I love Those Three Words & Underwater Kite.

Give these russian aliens a follow on Twitter: @ThePlastics
Or, just have a listen on SoundCloud: https://soundcloud.com/theplastics/occasional-lies

Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a rooiwynsondag to duefully attack with my witty sobriety and a sister to hide from when she discovers my new nicknames for her.