1997

It's one of those nights where I have a sudden realization that there is a cat in my lap. I have no conscious recollection of her getting there. It's as if she magically materialized there in a warm purring puddle.

Cat people will understand.

Lucy (1997)

It's conceivable based on the sleeve for this Hulaboy release that one or both of the boys in the band (Stewart and/or Eric) are dog people. Lucy looks like she was a good dog.

I personally don't understand the division of such things. I just like animals. A cat just fits into my lifestyle better. She can be left alone for long periods of time, shits in a box and curls up very nicely with me when I sleep without hogging too much of the bed.
A dog is just so much more of a time commitment. Love them.
Consider it probably for the best if I  don't have one of my own.

 High School Dance (1997)

With nothing to really link posts together, I'm taking the easy  way out with the year. So in the same year that Hulaboy released the above, Danielle Howle committed this single to wax and Sub Pop found it in their beady little hearts to unleash it upon the world. We're glad they did.
Well I am anyway. And at least one friend who I put it on a cassette for in and or around that time.
So that's at least two people. Maybe you'll make it three.

One can only hope.

(Also I think you can punch South Carolina on your Fifty States card with this one)

The Sum of Parts

I'm not feeling a lot of wordiness coming on here.
That's probably not the worst thing that could happen. I'm mostly waiting for a free minute to go and make myself a cup of espresso so I can stay awake up a little later now that I've had to flip my schedule to days from straight nights for a few weeks.
My whole world is topsy turvy and I feel pretty pathetic when I fall asleep at 8pm and wake up at 3:30am. It's just fucking wrong.

Here's Hulaboy

Slip it Inside (1994)

So what happens when two dudes from Boyracer (Stewart Anderson) and Hula Hoop (Eric Stoess) make records together.
Hulaboy.

Now go buy some of the in print stuff over at Jen & Stew.

January 17, 1912 (1995)

I really have nothing to add. It should ideally speak for itself.

13th. Huling the final Hoop

The nail on this particular coffin, unless I get to digging and come up with more. Discogs lists a few things, but they're not burning a hole in my brain at the moment.

Loveliest Ring of Saturn (1997) 

This was one of those pleasant surprises you occasionally got back in time long before sites like Discogs existed when you could occasionally be thumbing through a bin at a store and find something you didn't know existed. Such was it with this second full length.

Split with Allen Ginsburg (1998)

It's not every day you get to share recorded groove space with a Beat Poet

13th. Time for Hula Hoop.

Here we go again. A couple more nice singles for you to enjoy.

Peel Sessions (1994)

They were good enough to do a session for John Peel. They ought to be good enough for the likes of you.

Ben Hogan (1996)

Ben Hogan was a golfer. I don't personally understand the appeal of golf. It just doesn't seem like fun to me.

It's the 13th again

For no other reason than I feel like it I'm going to post more Hula Hoop on the 13th of each month for the next few months. It will keep me off the streets.

My Sweet Amputee (1993)

 You can use that information to either eagerly click your way to this place or skip a day or two of frantic checking to see if anything new has been posted.

Oh yeah, Hula Hoop

These are the folks who split several releases with Boyracer which you may or may not remember from the endless stream of Boyracer posts way back when.

Winter Farming (1992)

 

Butterfingered (1994)

Best thing since sliced bread? Maybe not, but I quite like this band. Some time more than others, but I do find myself coming back to them every once in a while for a spin or two. They're kind of like a musical version of fish sticks. Not something you could have every day and probably not the best thing in the world, but every once in a while you get a notion and for a short while it's the most soul satisfying thing you can consume. 

That said, "Butterfingered" is a great pop song.

Louisville - Leeds - TKO!

A full length split with Hula Hoop with each band tackling one of the other's songs in the process. Boyracer smacks "She Comes Alone" upside the head while Hula Hoop run "Patrick Walker" through it's paces.

Louisville-Leeds TKO! (1993)

Maybe it's the the unfortunate need to clutter up album sides with answering machine messages that is the link between the bands. I don't understand it personally since it's not really interesting after the first time you hear it.