In remembrance of Toupé, an obscure British band I found on MySpace in 2005
I grilled burgers for dinner the other night, and since then I’ve had this song (really a poem satirizing Elvis) by this obscure British band called Toupé, whom I discovered on MySpace in ~2005. They were 2 bass players (1 4-string playing lead, 1 6-string doing rhythm) & a drummer, like Primus but less dark, more silly.
That was 20 years ago. I still think about this band a lot. They had 3 whole albums and small bit of hype in the UK. They influenced some of how I write & play bass. They’re not completely erased from the Internet, but it was hard to confirm whether they did anything after their 3rd album, Chat! (which is a silly double-entendre using the French word for cat and what it sounds like in English). Turns out they made an EP in 2016 with a guitar player replacing the “lead bassist”, and now I must listen to this.
I was happy to find at least 1 of the members is still making music as recently as last year.
