Robb Schiller

Its awe­some when dif­fer­ent con­ver­sa­tions merge.

My sis­ter was in town this last week for the Hol­i­day cel­e­brat­ing the giv­ing of thanks.  Among all the won­der­ful things she did while she was in town, which include, but are not lim­ited too; over-abundance of cof­fee, deliver of birth­day present (magic mouse), freak bombs, inspi­ra­tional con­ver­sa­tion, boun­ti­ful smiles, She intro­duced me too an incred­i­ble band, Phoenix.  Whose song 1901 stuck a mem­ory in my brian because it was on a video I watched a few days ear­lier… All too say I couldn’t stop danc­ing to this music.

Then the unex­plain­able happened.

A few months ago, a friend intro­duced me too these unbe­liev­able, 1-take record­ings of incred­i­ble bands play­ing stripped down ver­sions of their music to ran­dom by-standers.

La Blo­gotheque

Then on Mon­day, they released a sneaky lit­tle trailer say­ing that will be releas­ing some Phoenix vids.

Naked. Unedited. Music. Qual­ity. Paris. France.

Enjoy.