DC-based Confidence Man mixes rock, punk, and experimentation with stirring lyrics. The result: Dirty, stripped-down songs of sexual misadventure, exploded loves, and colonialism. Sweaty, memorable songs knocked out by four chaps who play as if their pants were on fire. •On bass, a film school refugee obsessed by science and Monster Garage. •Keeping the beat, an affable father of two who hits like an evil jazz robot. •Playing his violet Strat, a grade school teacher whose strumming ranges from the libidinally punk to the tragically Spanish •Lastly, a bruising, writerly singer who projects a certain anguished glee. Fans suppose Confidence Man is influenced by the Replacements, the Pixies, Guided By Voices, liquid Prozac, Bass Ale, and other phenomena, but they’d rather think of their music as a tuneful product that is catchy without making you feel too dirty the next morning. Please listen and enjoy.
