I don’t know about you, but I happen to think Mark Oliver Everett (aka “E” of the Eels) is the sexiest mofo to ever rock a beard. In fact, he was rocking said beard LONG before every Silverlake male started growing one. Few people have borne life’s cruelest slings & arrows (check that life story, yo) with such creative grace. I love his sneer. I love his dirty sullen blues. I love how his writing is so raw and real and broken and bitter and hopeful. Gutter, meet stars. And I love that fucking beard, man.
If you do too, and you want tickets to the sold-out show on the 16th at the El Rey, leave a comment below telling me what your favorite Eels song is, and why you love it. We’ll pick the best replies.
“Laying in bed tonight i was thinking
And listening to all the dogs
And the sirens and the shots
And how a careful man tries
To dodge the bullets
While a happy man takes a walk
And maybe it is time to live “