Gringo Star

Gringo Star are insouciant explorers, tossing the paddles overboard
and drifting on the currents of their lackadaisical curiosity across a rippling
sonic ocean, out to the far edges of rock & roll. Shots pulsing from a
vintage Leslie speaker, their guitars, keys and vocals create the
psychoactive ingredients of their echo-slathered, doo-wop-indebted indie
gems; psychedelic garage bangers, gritty R&B shuffles and spaghettiwestern
weirdness. Taking cues from Santo & Johnny, The Stooges, Ritchie
Valens, Marc Bolan, Percy Faith, Sam Cooke, the men working on the
chain gang—uh! ah!—they’re all here, their electric ghosts reaching across
time, tapping Gringo Star on the shoulder like the crossroads devil to
Robert Johnson, bestowing secrets, passing torches.
If you know a little about brothers Nick and Peter Furgiueles’ roots, it all
makes sense. “Our grandad started out in radio in the ’40s and ’50s in
Columbus, Ga.,” Nick explains. “He was a huge promoter of R&B back
when it was still super segregated, and he was playing black music and
putting on shows with Little Stevie Wonder, James Brown, Sam Cooke & the
Soul Stirrers, a lot of Gospel shows. So we grew up hearing all these stories,
listening to all this music. Our grandfather was inducted into the Georgia
Music Hall of Fame posthumously. And my grandma—all her photo albums
are like Jackie Wilson shirtless backstage, hanging out.” Not to mention
how Nick and Peter used to raid their parents’ record collections, cutting
their teeth on the likes of Buddy Holly, The Animals and The Kinks. “Our
favorite music comes from the ’50s,” Peter says, “and that music
influenced all the ’60s bands we like.”
The band has toured relentlessly across the U.S. and Europe building a
diehard underground following while sharing bills with everyone from Cat
Power and Feist to The Black Angels and Weezer, and also touring with
Wavves, Best Coast, And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead and fellow
Atlantans The Black Lips.



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