One summer night, the boys of Color Tongue showed up to turn the bedroom into a sauna. When they weren’t hemorrhaging water content in the punishing heat of the music mine, they were slinging breezy, harmonious tunes and regaling the staff with tales of playground brawls and the world’s stickiest dog. Our ever-malevolent host repaid this generosity by testing their faith and trying to drive wedges between the members of this joyful band. Will he succeed? What’s his aim? Find out on the most swole episode of Bedroom Eyes!

Towards the end of the pandemic lockdown, we hung out with our good pals PowerSnap in Justin’s backyard for an easy breezy outdoor session. We got to hear some slightly stripped-down songs from their upcoming EP and afterward we talked about what it means to be a band, interrupted. In a conversation that speaks to the common experience of most musicians, we discussed what they left behind, what they hope for in the future, and how they’ve been faring in the meantime. Spoiler alert! Romi learned karate and Mario broke all his bones. We’ve been told these facts are unrelated but if there’s any correlation, Noga’s not telling. Get ready for the most dangerous game on this action-packed episode of Bedroom Eyes!

Goof rock extraordinaires TOP nachos stopped by the bedroom to do two things: kick ass and chew bubblegum. Strangely enough, they didn’t bring any bubblegum.In this exclusive interview, watch us pin down these reclusive auteurs and make them answer the serious questions: What is DIY? Who is Tony Hawk? Why have you forsaken me? None of the answers to these questions and more on the latest episode of Bedroom Eyes!

On New Year’s Eve 2018, GILLIVER arrived at Justin’s apartment to celebrate and were immediately pressed into service, tasked first with constructing a tarp roof outside to protect smokers from an unholy downpour that evening and then later entertaining guests with their patented brand of doom folk, a sound as achingly tender as it is dark and foreboding.

The next afternoon, they braved hangovers and general sickness to christen Bedroom Eyes’ new bedroom, the first actual bedroom session since 2015.

During a brief interview, we discussed the joys and perils of working with those closest to you, the finer points of being a luthier, and why it’s perhaps for the best that The Old Man in the Mountain’s face fell off. Please check out their first LP because Justin’s failing recording set up did not do these talented sweethearts justice!

As of late, Gabby of Scout Harris has been gigging and recording on the West Coast with Rick from The Royal They but a couple years ago we captured an early iteration of Scout Harris around their last show in New York. Their songs are a shot in the arm, infused with fun and a whole lot of heart. Check out their session for smiles and silliness, as well as a smart and sexy tip for naming bands.

Three musicians, one apartment, a missing roommate, a haunted Ouija board and a million dollar question. Is there a mystery afoot in the newest episode of Bedroom Eyes? Or is our intrepid host merely lost in the sauce? Find out now with Sic Tic!

Many astute observers in Brooklyn’s independent music scene likely have witnessed Rich Seibert silly-mugging as the newest riff-happy bassist for LUMPS or the whiskey-sipping trumpeter in Ghost Funk Orchestra. However, some may be unaware that this stalwart sideman is a very capable songwriter in his own right. In this week’s flashback we check out a collection of songs off his solo EP from 2015.

Herein lies a conversation between two stressballs over the insane drive to create music and what it means to square the circle by turning ugly into beauty, justa like-a mama used to make. Will our intrepid heroes conquer their demons and find the strength to pursue their muses without faltering before their misgivings? Or will time make fools of us all? The answer to the latter, as always with Bedroom Eyes, an emphatic yes.

The Royal They is quickly developing a reputation for being one of the most ass-kicking three-pieces around, rocking back and forth from delicate introspection to absolutely punishing fury - all without the help of a pesky bassist! But what about a mouth trumpet? Get a glimpse of the secret (and obvious) talents of some of Brooklyn’s finest as they tear through a few tracks off their first LP.