It’s officially t-minus five days and counting (well, four, really-ok, however many days lay between Monday and Friday) ’til I vacate the south and join Trixie and Hacks in the frigid, heathenistic northern wasteland of New York.
(Love ya NYC)
In case you’ve somehow managed to miss it, we’ve planned a giant party, the first of many, to celebrate on April 11. If you did miss it? Get familiar.
Before I leave here, though, I have definite plans to catch up on one of my favorite up-and-coming Atlanta bands, Tealights (no “the” before “tea”). Each time I see these kids, they just keep getting better and more cohesive, piling layers upon layers of sometimesboy but mostlygirl vocals, classical training and deft instrumentation on top of, over, under and through a heady mix of electronic programming that comes out sounding, all at once,
A) like Lali Puna having tea snacks with Jimmy Tamborello while discussing Monika records
B) like nothing else, really
and
C) instantly heart-breaking, comforting and familiar.

Tealights: Passport
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The first time I saw Tealights was actually their first public performance, and this was the first song of the set. During that show, the low-end of “Passport” rattled and hummed and filled the venue with a sense of foreboding and unease. I thought it was to be the definitive version of what’s become my favorite song in Tealights’ body of work thus far.
Months later, I saw them again. In a larger venue, with a larger crowd, on a larger stage, with an expanded range-the addition of a live drummer. This time, the heartbreak and uplift of the lyrical content on passport remained, and rather than be clouded under the murky, swampy electronic fuzz that I recalled from the earlier version, the updated, re-framed “Passport” was indeed carried by the live percussion, only subtly augmented by beat programming.
It was pretty-much heart-stopping.
Hyperbole aside (and derailing any potential tangent about how this song, right now, sums up my mental and emotional states), Tealights are opening for Asobi Seksu at Eyedrum this Wednesday. It’s my goal to make it out.

They have their first official EP coming out in the next few days, also. Watch Tealights’ myspace for that.