That's Wheatie muh-TEA-uh-sitch
so they say.
I decided I would go on a bit of an adventure through the myspace labyrinth in order to find some good music to write about today.
I made a promise to myself that I would not start over. I would start in once place and click and click and click until I found something good.
Unfortunately I got stuck, really far deep in the labyrinth.
I couldn't find my way out.
And I couldn't find any good music.
So I broke my promise. But you'll thank me for it.
Because I found Wheatie Mattiasich.
One of her influences is Mother Goose.
She says she sounds like the malarchy of a four year old who thinks she's time travelling.
I'd say that's about right.
Wheatie Mattiasich also sounds like front porch rocking chairs next to glasses of sweating lemonade and rickity old metal fans blowing the hot air and the magnolia's all around.
You can pick up the CD for only $5 or a trade.
All you have to do is email firstname.lastname@example.org
with the subject line: heeba deeba geeba neeba
the body of the message should contain your name
and right below something that sort of rhymes with your name
ex: Molly O'Connell
Pollywogs caw at Bill
Those are Wheatie's orders.