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Molly Boyles' sound advice


Molly Boyles describes herself as a combination of singer-songwriter, performer, producer, shoe-shiner, baker and “whatever else it takes to survive as a musician living in Manitou Springs.” Her pop-funk-rock band Blue Moll plays the Bar-K lounge in downtown Colorado Springs on the fourth Friday of each month. Their recently released self-titled debut album, featuring original songs like “Bitch, Belize” and “David, Don’t You Let Me Down,” can be found on iTunes and at

First record I bought with my own money: I think the Butthole Surfers. I was late in the game of buying my own music. I had plenty of Michael Jackson, Culture Club, and Eurythmics tapes that my mom bought me for my totally wicked Walkman. I had to really push hard to rebel.

“Wish I could unhear that” song: “Haitian Divorce” by Steely Dan. Love Steely Dan, can’t stand this one for some reason. Very dangerous: Only takes a second of the talkbox “wah wah wah wah” to be stuck in my head for a whole week.

“Wish I’d written that” song: “I Can’t Feel My Face” by The Weeknd. I was working in a kitchen trying to prepare another taco-salad-bar bonanza for 300 people at a very conservative club. One of the waiters came in and turned the radio from the “Oldies Christmas Favorites on a 3-Month Loop” to the local pop station playing this song. I remember jumping up and down, laughing, and asking everyone, “What’s he saying? What’s he saying?!” We were laughing our heads off with our ears to the speakers when the floor manager came in and frowned the volume back down. I was sold.

Essential Sunday morning listening: “Canciones” by Agua Dulce. Agua Dulce was an Afro-Cuban jazz band out of San Diego we would occasionally play shows with, when I was in mamaSutra. They were incredible musicians. One time they drove up to play a house party in L.A. with us. While they were en route, we were playing our set and the neighbors called the police and shut the whole thing down. Agua Dulce proceeded to pull in, sneak all their equipment out to the backyard, set up and start playing at 1 a.m. This time, the neighbors brought coffee cake over and danced till dawn. I think that’s what “good music” means. I’m still working on that.

Favorite song to cover at the moment: “Bodhisattva” by Steely Dan. See? I really do like them. This song hauls booty, everybody turning on a dime, through one guitar solo after another with crazy-beautiful doubled guitar lines. So fun; I can barely play it and certainly not as perfectly as those that wrote the dang thing! How many guitar players were in this band?!

Artist more people should know about: Jamiroquai. Genius. Giant genius, and who is his bass player? Puts disco’s best bass players to shame. His live shows have about 14 people kicking serious butt on the stage. This guy is totally amazing. Lyrics? Well... here’s a little nugget: “Step in my transporter, so I can teleport ya — all around my heavenly body.”

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