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*This column was altered on Oct. 21, 2010.
Being serious and talented is overrated, which is probably why Orange County band Oh Girl are so underrated. Covering songs is no problem for the Oh Girl duo (Adrian Noack and Glynn Montemayor), and writing original songs seems to be just as easy for these guys. Oh Girl even let the audience pick the lyrics and create songs on the spot, and who doesn’t love audience participation? What did one groupie say to the other? “Oh Girl, have I got a band for you to meet!”
OC Weekly: So how did two guys end up in a band named Oh Girl?
Adrian Noack: I think the subconscious, effeminate part of our brains just needed a release that Freudian-ly manifested itself one fateful show in September 2009.
Glynn Montemayor: We kept punctuating our sentences with “girl.” Like, “This next song is about boobies, girl!” “Get yourself another Jäger Bomb, girl.” I shouted out, “Oh girl!” and a couple of people shouted it back at us. That’s the moment we officially became Oh Girl.
Who are some other bands you dream of working with?
Montemayor: The Foo Fighters for sure. I know one person I wouldn’t want to work with, though: Ke$ha. Not for any amount of money in the world.
Noack: Agreed. I’ve always wanted to work with someone like Lyle Lovett or k.d. lang. That’s what the legitimate musician in me demands.
What other words besides “mayhem and serenity” would you use to describe your sound?
Montemayor: Shitty, genius, loud and honest. Wow, how pretentious are we?
Noack: “If not good, then at least entertaining.” This is also my game plan in bed. Think about it, ladies.
Your next show at Clancy’s will have a costume contest. Any idea what you guys will go as?
Montemayor: We’ve gone through a couple of ideas, such as Bruno and his Asian assistant, Michael Jackson and Patrick Swayze. Yes, we will be coordinated. Yes, it’s amazing. And no, we will not tell you.
Noack: I wanted Tom and Jerry, but Glynn told me I was being racist. I’m still confused by that.
What are you guys working on now besides kissing the ass of the owner of Clancy’s?
Montemayor: I’m sure [owner] Mark [Dana] will appreciate that! We’re in preproduction for a series of singles that’ll be released throughout 2011. We stole the idea from the Japandroids. We’d love to release these singles on 7-inch, glow-in-the-dark vinyl with custom jacket art drawn with the blood shed while getting our matching “Peace In Darfur” tattoos.
Noack: Kissing Mark’s ass is something we don’t generally like to interrupt with frivolous things such as “recording” and “interviews.” The fact that [the staff] at Clancy’s have continued to treat us like royalty is cool. We really can’t put into words how much we appreciate them.
I love that you let the crowd shout words, and then, somehow, you come up with a song on the spot. How do you make it seem so easy?
Montemayor: It’s actually not that hard after four Newcastles, a shot of Knob Creek and an eight ball. Seriously, it’s something that comes very naturally to us, and it helps that we sleep in the same bed.
Noack: We have tried various combinations of drunk, sober, drober and sunk. I have to be dry as a desert rock and Glynn needs to be liquored up to get a good performance.
Are there any topics you’d refuse to sing a song about?
Montemayor: No. I have a baby at home, and I still sang a song about SIDS. The whole time, I was thinking, “Really? A song about Sudden Infant Death Syndrome?” At the end of the day, it’s just a song.
Any words you wish were thrown out for a song?
Montemayor: “ASIANS!” I could sing the whole song with a faux-Filipino accent.
Noack: “Tik, Tok, Clock, Party, Don’t, Stop.” Goddamn it, Ke$ha.
Oh Girl perform with the Gospels and Becky Holt at Clancy’s Irish Pub & Restaurant, 803 E. Broadway, Long Beach, (562) 437-1836; www.clancyslb.com. Sun., 8 p.m. Free. 21+.
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