Azeem killed the radio star (updated)
I was sitting in a Davis Square café the other night when a tall, shambling desi dude wearing a corduroy jacket with arm patches massacred the Shins on open mike night. He called himself Azeem, and he was pretty good with the guitar, but he brought a song with almost every note out of his range. Kamikaze Azeem.
A white guy in a Red Sox cap followed with a witty love song written like a poetry slam:
I want an organic girl with
shiny lips, hula hips, pomegranate lips
yoga mat strapped to her back
’cause she takes care of herself like that…
Then came headliner Katie Rose Breslin, a Smith grad and Bay Area native. She looked like she was in petit mort, and did full justice to her songs.
Update: A flavor of Azeem’s poor, tortured vocal cords.
on Friday, April 4th, 2008, 7:05 pm in Boston, Music, Photos › 
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Diesel?
Sitar bucks.
i respect the guy for attempting that song, but yeah, who can hit those notes like james mercer. the best thing about the shins is that the melodies are all over the place AND incredibly precise too. my singing style is probably more along the lines of azeem’s, unsteady and inaccurate.
Ah yes… the people across the street :-O