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Urban Barnyard.
There are a lot of animals in the city. But not a lot of bands brave enough to write songs about them. Urban Barnyard began as a way for Dibs, Dashan, Phoebe, Daoud and Casey to spend time together away from the disapproving gazes of their peers. Now it has blossomed into a glorious art-indie-bangy-rock experience for everyone to share.
Some people may say that writing songs only about animals in New York is limiting. Some people may say that playing instruments you're not familiar with is a bad idea. Or that reading the NY Post on stage or making up a tune as you go during a show is unprofessional. But those people are scared. And probably jerks. We all get scared sometimes. Even Urban Barnyard gets scared sometimes. The important thing is just to trust that it will all be okay. More than that, it will probably all be frickin' awesome.
Urban Barnyard is currently working on their first album, which is sure to be incredibly dope.
