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The Blue Ducky EP

by The Humidiflyers

Rock, funk, and Omar the duck bring you the debut of this Seattle band featuring a style reminiscent of G. Love and Spearhead, and a conscience and energy that brings to mind Fishbone and Rage.
Genre: Rock: Funk Rock
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Superfly
3:49 album only
2. Not the First Time
4:39 album only
3. Slow Funk
5:08 album only
4. Halflife
5:16 album only
5. Downstream
6:24 album only
6. My Life As a Dog
3:13 album only
7. Interlude
0:48 album only
8. Front Porch
5:30 album only
9. Pay Now, Play Later
5:40 album only
10. Meteors in My Backyard
7:05 album only


Album Notes
In a basement much like your Mom's, on a Wednesday afternoon, the Humidiflyers were born. Mixing pop, rock, and funk, and borrowing pieces from across the musical spectrum, the band has created an energy all their own. Fueled by the lightning precision of drummer Darren Reynolds and the agile, inventive rhythyms of Devin Gaylord on bass, and sparked by the powerful, melodic riffs of Richard Hoag on guitar together with the versatility and political lyrics of vocalist Ian Grunfeld, the Humidiflyers bring an excitement and tightness not commonly found on a debut recording. Compared to G. Love, Spearhead, Phish, and Bad Brains, among others, the Humidiflyers bring a little piece of everything with them.

From the funk of "Meteors in my Backyard", to the open jam of "Downstream", or the political power and driving feel of "Not the First Time", the Blue Ducky E.P. will keep you moving, smiling, and listening.



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robert morningside

The Blue Ducky e.p. shows great potential for a young band.
By bringing different styles, structures, and genres of music together, the Humidiflyers produce inspired hybrid rock n' roll. The Blue Ducky e.p., the deput album for the Seattle band, flies far from the, er... schlock. Everything the in-vogue rock/rap bands lack, whether its musical versatility or lyrical prowess, the Humidiflyers have got it in their pockets like so much spare change.

Comparisons start with Spearhead, Sublime, the Chili Peppers, and Blackalicious. The Clash, Ben Harper and the Innocent Criminals, Everlast, and Medeski, Martin, and Wood add to that list. Guitarist Rick Hoag rips up solos with nods to Hendrix, Stevie Ray, and Garcia along the way. Ian Grunfeld's lyricism and freestyle wanderings go from Woody Guthrie to Gift of Gab. Devin Gaylord can be downright alien on the bass, like Billy Cox and Flea mixed by Basement Jaxx. Darren Reynolds drums with the fururosity of Animal from the Muppets, driving beats like Art Blakey.

After almost two years of playing together, the Humidiflyers have a natutal approach that lets the different aspects of their music work together. The Blue Ducky e.p. shows great potential for a young band. They simply play their asses off. Make's you want to run to the show.

Lars Megillah

More Filling - Tastes Great!
The Humidiflyers are not so much an enigma wrapped in a riddle, but more a scallop wrapped in bacon. And good bacon, too. Not that cheap stuff you pick up in the supermarket, but a nice thick slab of meat, primed for a couple of minutes on the griddle. I mean, geez, what kind of idiot would go out and blow a wad on fresh scallops, which I don’t know what they cost in your neighborhood, but around here go for like $12.95 a pound (and that’s in-season, mind you), and then ruins the whole concoction by skimping on some cheap-ass, Oscar Meyer reject product that more likely than not was cut from the butt cheek of the nastiest pig in the sty? The kind sold in the wrappers that say May Contain 90% Gristle? Not me, that’s for sure. And definitely not the Humidiflyers - the musical equivalent of a fifty-gallon drum BBQ block party meets a big fat greasy pastrami-on-rye meets the daily special at a Mafia-frequented clam bar. Good stuff. And they probably taste great dipped in melted butter to boot.


funky fresh...
This is quite possibly my most favorite album in a long time... outstanding musicianship, creative grooves, intelligent lyrics! Every song is unique though each leaves you with a slight vibe reminiscent of someone else but in absolutely no way would I call them a rip-off... more like the fine-tuners of what someone else tried to get right. The range on this band floors me. The songs are fantastic stand-alone but killer together - the album flows beautifully as a whole. I can't stop playing it whether I'm in my car, at my office, chillin' or partying - and everyone keeps asking who it is that's so rockin'! Of course, I send them to CD Baby with a name and a kiss... My point: buy this CD - you will not be sorry. I promise :)

Alfafa "The Alpha" Gambino

It's a Mom thang...
The Rolling Stone review of this EP made a big deal about how the lead singer’s mother is running a take-no-prisoners PR campaign for the band. Granted, that sounds kinda lame, but there’s actually a long and honorable tradition of rock-star mothers shilling for their sons. Ethyl Hendrix, Norma Frampton and Loretta Bon Jovi have all toured with their well-known children, performing all kinds of promotional tasks: everything from dealing with local press and radio to hawking t-shirts at the shows. Beatrice Fogerty famously sided with Tom over John by taking out full-page ads in most major U.S. newspapers. The very public feud (and even more public reconciliation) between Patricia Jagger and Edna Richards that lasted from 1974 through 1982 has long been suspected as a hoax cooked up to sell more Stones records. And of course, everybody knows about the now legendary 1996 Hip-Hop Summit in Los Angeles, during which Letitia Knight and Mavis Combs struck a blow for east coast/west coast unity by jointly beating a critic from The Source within an inch of his life. Let’s focus on the music, people, which in this case is some pretty decent hybrid funk/rock/hip-hop.

Gary Playah

Phat like D. Boon
This whole album is PHAT! Except for that one song that sounds like Billy Joel. That’s just fat. Get me some lipo and I’m groovin on outta here to these funkywhiteboys. Best thing outta Seattle since Hersey Hawkins.