Honest Bob and the Factory-to-Dealer Incentives
“A younger version of Fountains of Wayne, minus the pretentiousness (and some of the talent). Sound-wise they're very FoW-ish.” That’s how TTAC contributor Megan Benoit describes the band “ Honest Bob and the Factory-to-Dealer Incentives.” They’ll be at “ T.T. [no relation] the Bears Place” in Cambridge on June 7th, blasting out Megan’s fave “Red Integra.” And yes Jalopnik fans, it’s a slow news day.
I saw you sitting there on Fruit Street
But I'm not any good with words
I'm the red Integra parked behind you
So I'll leave this little note instead:
"I think that you should be more careful parking. There were no
damages but next time, be careful. They might not be as nice as
myself. I saw you back up into my car."
Glenn is a baby-boomer, born in 1954. Along with his wife, he makes his home in Connecticut. Employed in the public sector as an Information Tedchnology Specialist, Glenn has long been a car fan. Past rides have included heavy iron such as a 1967 GTO, to a V8 T-Bird. In between those high-horsepower cars, he's owned a pair of BMW 320i's. Now, with a daily commute of 40 miles, his concession to MPG dictates the ownership of a 2006 Honda Civic coupe which, while fun to drive, is a modest car for a pistonhead. As an avid reader, Glenn enjoys TTAC, along with many other auto-realated sites, and the occasional good book. As an avid electronic junkie, Glenn holds an Advanced Class amateur ("ham") radio license, and is into many things electronic. From a satellite radio and portable GPS unit in the cars, to a modest home theater system and radio-intercom in his home, if it's run by the movement of electrons, he's interested. :-)
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I *do* like their song "Soy Bomb". Kind of a post-modern take on '60s surf guitar...:-D..
Hmmmm...they sound a lot like the band I was listening to in a bar downtown on Friday night - in the sense that I'd probably like them a lot more after a few drinks - but the in bright, flourescent cubicle light of Monday morning? Ugh.