#kolars

[cynicalromanticaf]

Why aren’t more people talking about “Turn Out the Lights” by KOLARS, a song about sex and lust, playing in the background of this scene?

[angingerton]

I saw Saint Motel live last weekend and they were AWESOME! It had been years since I went to a real concert and it was so much fun. Plus I got to meet the band and they were so nice and I was so lame??? And I even survived my call shift the next day!

[the-new-van-horn]

FANTASTIC REVERIE.

NOTE: A Classic!Nicklijah moment. This is the first drabble I’m posting on Tumblr. Please forgive the plainness.

Elijah recalled a bit of contempt for the point of view Nick’s class had for their professor the man had had when he’d returned after a day of wearing one of his shirts. The archaeologist had been quite put off by their reaction and Elijah had honestly found it quite amusing if he were honest. The gesture had been a harmless one, even though he had to reassure the older male of this fact about a hundred times before he left the house that morning. It would seem he was the only one certain of the truth behind that statement. And so, he’d made it a point not to be too involved with Nick’s professional life if he didn’t have to. While it was amusing, Elijah could relate to the discomfort of being viewed as an item when they were not. Given the true nature of their relationship, it was all around a safer bet not to feed the hungry whims of college girls and their strange tendencies to dig a little too deep into the personal lives of the older men they were supposed to be learning from. That aside, there were still some occasions where it could not be avoided. Today had been one of them as a new development in the artifact case had popped up and demanded immediate attention. He’d only gone to pass off information, but he could feel the stares of students as he quietly wiggled his way into the classroom and seated himself in the back. The board was full of information Elijah knew nothing about and Nick had his back turned to the class as he went on about something to do with ancient Mesopotamia. A part of Elijah wondered if he’d have enjoyed traditional school if he’d had the chance to attend. His wonderings were cut short, however, when the professor turned to face the class again. He had a question in his mouth, but Elijah didn’t hear it. He was far to focused on the fact that he was wearing glasses. Months. They’d been working together for literal months and Elijah hadn’t the slightest clue that Nick needed glasses at all. Was that something new? He’d be sure to ask about it later.

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Elijah had found a comfy spot between the fireplace and the coffee table (as per usual) with a couple of pillows and a cup of joe. For a man who enjoyed sweet things almost as much as Nick did, it was maybe a bit odd that he preferred his coffee black. He was sprawled out on the floor with a pillow under his stomach and a computer lit up in front of him. He was reading through an article with his glasses dropped down to the tip of his nose and a rather focused expression. One of Nick’s tees hung loosely from his thin frame – something he didn’t even consider as he’d swiped it right out of the pile of clean laundry earlier. By the time Nick had gotten to the flat, the glasses were gone, but he didn’t need them to take note of Elijah’s comfort level. The younger man looked like a college student himself rather than Nick’s partner in a serial murder case. He looked up at Nick when he came in and frowned slightly. He didn’t address the issue right away. “Been looking into that John Horabik guy.” He pushed the computer out and at an angle some so that Nick might be able to see what was on it. The image of a middle-aged man in a business suit was displayed neatly beside an article titled ‘I Survived an Ancient Egyptian Curse!’ There was a story that followed, but Nick was a bit too far away to read it. “Is it legit then?” The archaeologist raised both eyebrows, pinning Elijah with a curious expression. “Not a clue, but, even if it isn’t, there’s still a lot of interesting information here.” He pulled the computer back towards himself before patting the ground next to him. “I’ve already copied the piece and started highlighting things. Finally, a lead that doesn’t make me want to destroy my own liver.” “You don’t drink enough to justify that worry.” Nick countered plainly as he took to Elijah’s unspoken order. He flopped onto his stomach, leaning in a bit to get a better look at the screen. The action sent a bit of a chill up Elijah’s spine, but he let it go for now. “Doesn’t mean I haven’t considered it. You’ve got a nice collection of temptations here.” The younger man taunted with a smirk. One that elicited only an eyeroll from Nick. He also pushed the joke aside in favor of the article before them. “He’s a cheap, sh*t politician. Got his fingers stuck in the wrong cookie jar and made some powerful people angry. He provided a name, but all the searching I’ve done on that has led to nothing. An alias, I’m sure. But look-“ he pointed at the screen to a highlighted line. Nick squinted a little. “’I had the knife in my hand and I was terrified…. Dadada… shaking with fear… blahblahblah… pinched myself with my free hand and it gave me just enough of a distraction that the knife missed any vital organs.’” He read aloud, reaching up to rub at his own chin. Suddenly, his vision was cut off as something slipped over his eyes and onto his nose. “You look ten years older when you squint like that.” There was a playful lilt in Elijah’s voice and it became clear all of a sudden what had happened. The lenses themselves did not help his vision at all. Instead, the article was a lot blurrier than it needed to be. The transparent frames that ringed the little bit of the world Nick could see answered just who’s glasses had been forced onto his face – confirmation that Elijah’s skillset, in all the random things he was good at, did not include seeing. Nick didn’t say anything for a long moment, but, even with his poor vision, Elijah could clearly see the older man’s confusion. He started laughing, head bobbing onto the keyboard with amusement-induced weakness. Nick grumbled a little bit despite the clear signs that he wasn’t truly bothered by this action. “I am ten years older.” The laughter settled into something Elijah could at least speak through. “Sure, but you look damn good for ten years older. The glasses are a bonus. You should wear them more often. Would be good for eyes. And mine too.” He bumped his shoulder to Nick’s in jest and then swiped his glasses back. There was a brief moment where the honorary detective went without as he used Nick’s sleeve to wipe away the smudges. “Shut up.” Nick didn’t know what else to say, but there was the slightest hint of a smile on his lips. Something that didn’t go unnoticed as Elijah slipped the frames back onto his own face. He mirrored the expression ten-fold, even showing teeth. “Not in a million years.”

Mood music: Beyond the World of Man - KOLARS > https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7KQou6PT9VM

@xnevermarks

[happymeishappylife]

Concert #2 of 2020

Saint Motel's The Motion Picture Tour

With KOLARS

The Fillmore, Charlotte, NC

February 7, 2020

🎵When it's tough, When you get stuck, You're at the wall of the writer's block, You need a spark, A light in the dark, To get you out of your head and into your heart 🎶

[sxsweveryband]

KOLARS - “One More Thrill”

SXSW 2019 - OEB Score: 8; Popularity Index: 6

Pairs Well With…The White Stripes, Matt & Kim, He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister

KOLARS have been gigging heavily of late and performing a trio of new tracks regularly, so SXSW 2019 should be a platform a follow-up to their rock-infused self-titled debut. Classic blues rock, bright indie pop, and some garage rock grit all blend naturally on KOLARS, an already bouncy sound that can have only tightened with road wear and song crafting since released.

2017 Review: Utilizing blues rock threads in just bits and pieces, instead KOLARS move into something that closer resembles upbeat indie pop music than grimy, garage roots. KOLARS is Robert Kolar and Lauren Brown, a married pair branching off recently from LA folk rock group He’s My Brother, She’s My Sister. The hooky sensibility of that band has translated smoothly into KOLARS - every element in their music seems to be rooted in catchiness over anything else.

[willcallphotography]

Kolars live at Aisle 5.

Atlanta, March 7, 2018.

[heilewelt]

Whilst looking for a concert to go to, something different than the usual, I stumbled over this thrilling duo called Kolars.  Extraordinary looks but what is even more mind bending is the fact that drummer Lauren Brown not only plays drums but is also tap dancing to create the beats for their desert disco sound. I have seen tap dancing within a band before but not to this extend I think. This made so curious I can’t help but spending another sunny warm Berlin evening with four bunker like walls and sweat because of intense dancing.

They play Badehaus, Berlin, tonight. You can find more information here. They are also on tour.

June 10 Hamburg - Nochtwache June 16 Vorden NL - Mañana Mañana Fest June 19 Amsterdam - Paradiso June 23 Uden NL - De Pul w/ The Urban Voodoo Machine June 30 Chicago Tour De Fat w/ Best Coast July 7 Lucerne (Swiss) - Voliere July 14 Cornbury Festival UK w/ Mavis Staples, Alanis Morissette, Squeeze & more July 16 Ramsgate - Ramsgate Music Hall July 17 Cambridge - Portland Arms July 18 London - The Islington Aug 11 Boston Tour De Fat w/ Julian Casablancas & The Voidz Aug 25 Denver Tour De Fat w/ Jamestown Revival Sept 1 Fort Collins Tour De Fat w/ Phosphorescent Sept 7 Telluride (info tba) Sept 22 Asheville Tour De Fat w/ Built to Spill Oct 6 Tempe Tour De Fat w/ Trampled by Turtles

See you tonight, right?!

Dörte

[saintmotel]

Our always amazing live studio audience! 💋📺 #LateNightTour

photo by @justnjakeashton