Chamberlin have stolen part of me.
I won't go into too many details about what they've stolen, but I assure you it rhymes with vas defrens.
Their easy breezy beautiful cover girl sexplosive brand of cool rock has me in a tizzy, and I can count on one three fingered hand how many times I've been tizzyed bro bros.
They have this calm bearded and plaid adorned sense about them that gives off this vibe that they're constantly walking in slow motion and being blown in the face with huge fans so their luscious manes billow in the windz bro. It's almost annoying how awesome they are when I consider how much of a shitFuck I turned out to be.
Since I stopped doing interviews with bands because bands are fucking dicks, Chamberlin's PR rep, who I consider myself internet best friends with, asked if I was back on the interview tip. To which I responded, "just the tip bro". Well, I can't say no to Scott Pollack from Good Cop PR (EXCEPT WHEN HE GETS ALL HANDSY, I'M A ONE VAG MAN BRO), so I texted 5 or 6 questions from my fucking toilet and here we are.
SYFFAL: Did it hurt?
SYFFAL: When you fuckers fell from heaven?
Chamberlin: Not as much as when we realized how shitty Nevada is.
SYFFAL: Carrot Top hugged me from behind once. Because you only have 21,000 likes on Facebook, tell us, who the Fuck are you people? What are your names? Where do you summer? You simply MUST come by the club later to try the food the brown people make for us.
Chamberlin: We're basically a group of Vermont-winter-hardened surrealists who have all come to the conclusion that guitars are more important than social justice and drums trump emotional stability. We summer at an abandon Soviet-era sanatorium in Minsk which actually has a very nice kitchen of its own.
SYFFAL: Speaking of brown people, I have a Phillipino brother in law with a Polish last name, where is the best place to catch a bagel in your native Honduras?
Chamberlin: How much did he pay for your sister?
SYFFAL: Two bits. I have alluded to the fact that your sound is near adult contemporary, but only if those adults still smoked the reefer. Can you confirm that your closets are festivals of the plaid?
Chamberlin: Our closets all contain the following items:
1 Small caliber rifle
3 Pairs of original Team Zissou sneakers
1 Bag of Pull-ups brand diapers from the mid 1990's
1 Copy of The Joy of Cooking (copyright 1968)
5 worn but not tattered neon vinyl windbreakers
SYFFAL: And reefer? So what's your favorite thing about music BESIDES all of the political influence, free hot dogs after gigs, and many many nights asking yourself when you're going to get a real job and earn the respect of your parents?
Chamberlin: Probably the fact that music is played at weddings, funerals and water births. Also it's pretty amazing that what music people like really defines them. That's why we don't like people who listen to Jimmy Buffet. Similarly, my Uncle Stanley - who isn't allowed within 1,000 yards of the local elementary school until 2027 - doesn't just "happen" to be the grand wizard of Vermont's Taylor Swift fan club.
The things we enjoy about playing music are living out of a van, sleeping in our clothe and having more parental respect than music bloggers.
SYFFAL: Your parents are fucking hippies bro bros. What the Fuck are you guys listening to lately? Anything I can listen to first before all the hipsters end up liking it and I'm not cool for jumping on a bandwagon after it had already pulled out of the fucking station?
Chamberlin: Bandwagons don't pull out of stations… you're mixing metaphors.
SYFFAL: I beg to differ, as I've been on a few bandwagons and we ALWAYS meet at a station of some sort bro. Proverbially and cockamayme.
Chamberlin: We've been listening to this British band Alt-J and the new David Byrne and St. Vincent album. Also Scandinavian house remixes of Mussolini's top 10 speeches.
SYFFAL: You're all syrup slurping shingle shiners in my opinion.
EVERYONE GO SUCK OFF CHAMBERLIN AS THEY VISIT YOUR TOWN WHILE ON TOUR WITH WHITESNAKE.