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Pretty soon after they sent along the demo for “Hold Up”, which was just like a minute of the sample and the hook.
I’m pretty sure they were just looking for lyrics, but I went crazy and recorded a verse melody and refrain too that, unbelievably — when you consider how ridiculous my voice sounds on the demo — ended up making the record — right between picking up the baseball bat and decapitating the fire hydrant.
(Though he insists Beyoncé “100% made it her own,” so don’t even start.) Here’s how it went down: Update: After telling a fake (but funny) story about his side hustle as an airhorn player, Father John Misty has spilled the tea about his involvement with “Hold Up” in a statement.
And you guessed, the truth — which involves Beyoncé showing up to his 2015 Coachella set — is a About a year and [a] half ago, my friend Emile Haynie played Beyonce some of my music, along with some tunes I’ve written for other people, back when she was looking for collaborators for the record …
Because, for a bunch of 23- and 24-year-old recent college graduates who get to play music for a living, they don’t seem particularly elated by the attention.
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“It was hard for me to take seriously because no one else would take it seriously,” Koenig says.
Some of that same eyebrow-raising cultural smash-and-grab is on display in Vampire Weekend, the baby-faced Koenig’s suddenly successful indie band, which appropriates African and Caribbean rhythms for its gleefully polyglot pop.
But with the recent outrage over Tyga and Kylie Jenner's age inappropriate relationship, it's time to expose some beloved (or not) celebs for their ephebophile ways.I tell him that the logo of a polo shirt company isn’t exactly an anarchy symbol, but he just grins and keeps walking.There would be a lot of those inscrutable smiles and uncomfortable silences during my time with Vampire Weekend, a young band rocketing to fame — or whatever passes for fame in these bifurcated, bloggy times — thanks to an explosion of online buzz and that rarest of rarities, a (self-titled) debut album that is actually worthy of the hyperbolic hosannas.The memory of L’Homme Run lives on, however, at Columbia, where Koenig’s one bit of underage civil disobedience remains on display: Just below a second-floor window at his old dorm, in black spray paint, is the alligator.It’s a sunny, freezing late December day when Koenig points out the graffiti to me, and he’s caught somewhere between sheepish pride and genuine concern that its revelation might somehow cause trouble.