Monday, February 22, 2010

Retail locations

The Manby's Head EP CD can now be purchased at:
Taosound Tape & CD
314F Paseo del Pueblo Norte
Taos, NM 87571
(575) 758-0323

Available next week at:
Soul Food/ Hate Record Shop
Via San Giovanni In Laterano 192/194

or directly from Manby's Head at this address (see previous entry.)

Sunday, February 21, 2010

BAM! POW! URK! Gibble, fribber, splat. Hoogahoogahoogahooga boom. EEEEYOWWW! Urk.

Courtesy of our friend John H. Farr (

Manby’s Head: Medicine!

by JHF on February 21, 2010 · 4 comments
You meet your gurus in the strangest places. Sometimes it’s like the messenger of the Lord.
(For behold!)
I went to hear a band debut in a record store in downtown Taos. Manby’s Head draws its name from a figure of local legend, one Arthur Manby. After arriving from England in 1892, he spent more than 20 years acquiring title to much of Taos and environs by hook or crook (mostly the latter), in the process stirring up enough dark karma to make you shiver from the reading of it. One July day in 1929 they found his ripe, four-day-old, headless body in his house in Taos, locked inside with the dogs. (Or was it Manby’s body, for how could anybody tell?) The coroner ruled that Manby had died of natural causes, his dogs having supposedly eaten the head. The obvious conclusion to draw might be the wrong one, though, if anyone could be that clever. In any case, there wasn’t any head, not until now.
The leader of the band had commented here before, I think, or maybe on a Facebook page. I’d listened to a couple numbers at the Manby’s Head Myspace page, recognized the names of other bands the members had been involved with, and knew I wanted to hear them play. I messaged that I’d be at the gig.
And behold, I actually left the house and showed up. Good thing, too.
Oh Jesus, what a relief!
LOUD, fast, big fat chords and no apologies. American music with a vengeance, just what the doctor ordered. With the first song, they had that ear-crushing, high-speed, roar and drone. I couldn’t believe it. I was so happy! (My culture LIVES, right here in Taos, New Mexico…) I hadn’t heard anything that good since I don’t know when. It was like the end of celibacy, like opening a floodgate, just like I would play if I were any good: dangerous and bad for you if you were normal! Not kids, these guys, either, so I was there.
And behold. Oh, how and behold.
After about the third song, the guy called out, “Where’s JOHN FARR?” (We’d never met before, remember.)
“HERE!” I yelled out from the back.
“Please to meet you!” he shouted.
“This is GREAT!” I whooped. “MORE!!!”
Which is exactly what they did. I felt so pleased and hip, I could have danced nekkid and turned everybody blind.
After the show, I went up to introduce myself and thank him. He was pumped from playing, in a state I recognized that follows sacrifice and letting go. I told him the show was “medicine,” and I meant it. He said he always read my blog, mentioned “commonalities,” and thought I had a lot going for myself. At this point, the house sound system came back up and I had a little trouble hearing–not surprising anyway, considering–he was still bouncing, eyes shooting all over the place, and then it happened (the words I quote here may be paraphrasing, but the elements were all there):
“The thing about your blog, the way you write, it’s honest… and what I take from it is you have a beautiful wife, all these things and all this going for you, and it’s NOT ENOUGH!”
BAM! POW! URK! Gibble, fribber, splat. Hoogahoogahoogahooga boom. EEEEYOWWW! Urk. Urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk urk. POOT! Uh-huh uh-huh uh-huh. BOINNNNNNGGGG…
(For behold!)


Saturday, February 20, 2010


From The Taos News:



Manby’s Head debuts

Arthur R. Manby was a real life British entrepreneur who was called one of the most hated men in Taos. When his headless body was discovered in the 1920s, many people said he was murdered, despite a coroner’s statement that his death was from natural causes and that his own dogs had done the rest.

Today, Manby’s Head is back, but as the name of one of Taos’ newest rock bands. Its debut show is planned Saturday (Feb. 20), 6 p.m., at Taosound, 314 Paseo del Pueblo Norte. Admission is free.

“Individually, the musicians bring a wealth of experience with them,” a press release states. Peter Greenberg is the founding guitarist of DMZ, The Customs and Barrence Whitfield & the Savages, and remains a charter member of Boston’s legendary Lyres. Bassist Paul Reid has been a key player in the Taos music scene for the past 15 years, while singer-guitarist Michael Mooney served time in the ’80-’90s Los Angeles rock underground. Add the high-energy drum work of Eric Whitlock and you have a unique group whose songs give a nod to the great psychedelic-garage rock tradition, while remaining firmly rooted in the present.

Friday, February 19, 2010

CD available now...

Manby’s Head debut six song CD is now available and for sale. To buy directly from Manby's Head - the price is $10 delivered to addresses in the lower 48 U.S. States and $12.50 everywhere else in the world. We will accept PayPal only paid to Please contact Webb Juice at this address with questions.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Meet the management team:

Tuesday, February 2, 2010