Fanni Packistani

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Bio

Fanni Packistani began as the enigmatic and wholly underappreciated “Chewbacchus” . However, the esoteric allusion to the Roman God of wine eluded most, and, after one gig for a MENSA club meet-n-greet followed by a period of stagnancy, Chewbacchus decided to make themselves more accessible to the plebeian appetite. The band enjoyed a three year hiatus where they were the first people ever to smoke pot and think of band names. After a three month flirtation with “ExiStencil”, and an Eastern European tour as “Areola 51”, they stumbled upon “Fanni Packistani” and no one has looked back since, except Whitney, who put a child up for adoption to go on tour. If you’re out there Gabby , mummy loves you and regrets her decision everyday and will come for you as soon as she finds a loophole in her contract. Now Fanni Packistani plays metro stops for sacajaweas and church picnics for potato salad. Fanni Packistani has played with many impressive acts, such as The InsurGents and Elian Gonzales and the INS.

Band members include Emily Axford (ukulele, flute, vocals), Whitney Dailey (harmonica, cowbell, tiny gong, keyboard), Erin Shea (conch shell, back up vocals, tiny keyboard), and Jessica Willen (triangle, tambourine, maracas). Recently, Kristin Mann has joined the enterprise as a singer.

Pitchforkmedia:

Fanni Packistani conquers Neo-Baroque, pseudo-bavarian, post-apocalyptic with an aptitude I haven’t witnessed since the flannel shirts of the grunge era buttoned up and shrunk in the wash and my favorite lead singers started wearing women’s jeans. They are the hope diamond in this gilded age of music. Perhaps they’ll rock us so hard we’ll get selective amnesia and finally be able to forget Journey, Will Smith, Jars of Clay, The Grateful Dead, and every other band that cannot be used as indie ammo to shoot at other indie-ans in the event of an indie duel.

This album is like if the stenographer for Kato Kalen’s testimony during the OJ Simpson trial had been using an electric piano instead of a typewriter, and Janis Joplin said no to drugs and yes to cough drops, and DJ Jazzy Jeff sampled the sound of sand paper on a hairless cat and Courtney Love’s saggy labia while she does jumping jacks. I am going to shit marginal cultural icons in your mouth.

Fanni Packistani looks like a Strawberry Alarm Clock cover band with the sunken eyes of teenage russian gymnasts and the five o’clock shadow of Wolverine. Honestly, I’m deaf, so I judge music based on how the musicians look.

Fanni Packistani is so underground, I bet their circadian rhythm beats to the time signature from Radiohead’s “Pyramid Song”. That’s some freaky rhythm! Remember when The White Stripes used to be underground? Now, their shows aren’t the only thing that Sold Out. I wish I wasn’t suffering from a cripplingly low self esteem.

Anyways, I’m looking forward to their posthumous retrospective.

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