They are favorites of Dr. Demento. After being frequent guests on the Bob and Tom show, they were invited to do a regular feature: a topical song of the week.
While they mainly perform live as a duo, they had the help of many guest musicians on their album Opening Band, including Mike Clem and Eddie Hartness of Eddie from Ohio and Valerie Vagoda, Brendon Milburn, and Gene Lewin from Groovelily. Groovelily performed as Paul and Storm's back-up band at the 2005 Falcon Ridge Folk Festival.
Before releasing an official debut album Paul and Storm released a demo EP of songs that would eventually be re-recorded for their debut album: Opening Band, as well as other songs that have yet to be re-recorded. The EP was titled "Shame and Cookie Dough".
In 2005 the duo released their debut album: Opening Band. The title of the album stems from the lead track off the album, an idea thought up by Storm after their experience as being the 'opening act'. While they mainly perform live as a duo, they had the help of many guest musicians on the album, including Mike Clem and Eddie Hartness of Eddie from Ohio and Valerie Vigoda, Brendon Milburn, and Gene Lewin from Groovelily. Groovelily performed as Paul and Storm's back-up band at the 2005 Falcon Ridge Folk Festival. The album features a number of "Rejected Commercial Jingles" as well as a commentary track for two of the album's songs.
Their second album "News to Us" was recorded week by week for the Bob and Tom radio show as a featured weekly news segment. Many of the tracks on the album feature the radio hosts introducing each song, also there is the audible trademark Bob and Tom laughter on the tracks dubbed as the 'On-Air' versions, at the end of the album the duo placed the 'Studio version' of most of the tracks as well so that listeners could have a more traditional album experience. The song "Your Love Is" on the album was co-written by Jonathan Coulton.
In 2007 their 3rd full length studio album "Gumbo Pants" was released. This album features their fan favorite, and often live concert closing track: The Captain's Wife's Lament as well as other fan favorites such as Count to Ten and A Better Version of You. It also featured a number of very short tracks that were titled "One Sentence Songs", also there are more Rejected Commercial Jingles.
In 2010 after a three year lapse between albums, the duo released their fourth studio album "Do You Like Star Wars?". The album is a collection of songs that the duo had released one by one in the years following Gumbo Pants. It includes concert favorites such as "Nun Fight", "Cruel, Cruel Moon", and "Frogger! The Frogger Musical!". A number of the songs released on this album were written for Quick Stop Entertainment's Masters of Song Fu contest.
The duo has a weekly audio talk show podcast titled "Paul and Storm Talk About Some Stuff for Five to Ten Minutes (On Average)". On the podcast the two will often talk about food, live shows, and upcoming projects.
In 2009, in conjunction with friends Wil Wheaton and Adam Savage, Paul and Storm organized a series of music and comedy shows called w00tstock, which began in late October of that year. The events take place around the United States and are billed as "3 hours(ish) of Geeks and Music".
In the summer of 2010 the duo created two separate internet memes via Twitter. Regarding the fact that both of them had come up with them Paul commented that they were considering changing the name of their act to "The Meme Brothers".
In late July, Storm started the popular internet meme of WookieeLeaks by using the hashtag #wookieeleaks on Twitter. The meme is a play on the then recent WikiLeaks publishing of secret government files. Within these tweets a person will mention a secret leaked from the Star Wars universe. Following the success of the hashtag Storm was interviewed by Wired and NPR.
Less than a week after the success of WookieeLeaks, Paul created the #kanyenewyorkertweets hashtag via Twitter. Within the tweets where this hashtag is used a person will link to a cartoon from The New Yorker with a tweet from Kanye West added as text below the image. Following its success the meme was picked up by The Onion, Paste Magazine, the Huffington Post, and The New Yorker itself.
In October 2010 they had acted as the musical guests on the online MMO, AQWorlds, in an event that celebrated the 2nd birthday of the game.
Paul and Storm are both ordained ministers of the Universal Life Church.
Oh No
Paul and Storm Lyrics
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Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so
My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Five percent or ten, but still my screens goin' glow
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
I'm from the land of opportunity, in God we trust
But haters in my mix, got me paranoid and disgust
I'm scoping out my side mirrors, when my car's in park
It's after dark, and my slab is fresh meat to these sharks
Boys thinking I been drinking, so I'm off my note
But I got seventeen surprises, tucked inside of my coat
See me strut through the parking lot, on 22's plus
It's a must I make all haters, eat my dust
Them jump-out boys, waiting trying to catch me slipping
I ain't tripping, grain ain't the only thing that I'm gripping
Boys jacking with these tow trucks, thinking they slick
But take a trip to South Lee, and end up in a ditch
They got my purple people eater once, the next day
I bought a Range Rover cash, and a new set of fronts
I've been on feet for months, I'm taking haters to lunch
Paul Wall and Trae, hit em with that one-two punch
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do'
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so
My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Five percent or ten, but still my screens goin' glow
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
When I flip in my slab
I'm fin to beat they back off, like I was legs
Sitting low and tinted on chrome, gangstafied till I'm finished
I'm bout to diminish these haters, when my trunk start waving
Blue over gray, side of my drop with six T.V.'s I'm displaying
They hate that I'm shining, with the fifth wheel falling flying down the block
But if one of these haters, wanna jack me
Slugs goin' be flying, out the glock
I click for no reason, this season my slab is staining they brain
And I be known for getting reckless in Texas, gripping on grain
Forever be pimping, 84 tipping all through the South
Grilling boppers all through my tint, with diamonds all in my mouth
They all in my mouth, looking stupid when I burn right past em
'Cause some of these broads be living shife, and setting up for the jacking
But not today, 'cause Trae goin' be flipping on top of his game
We guerillas I'm mobbing with, ain't no stopping me man
When I'm in my fo' do' solo, the slab is bound to get tossed
And if you trying to be competition, then you bound to be getting lost
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do'
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so
My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Five percent or ten, but still my screens goin' glow
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
Make way for the team, when the fo' do' be coming round the corner
These haters are goners, 'cause I'ma drop the top when I wanna
I know these jackers, better think before they reach out and touch
'Cause in back of the car is the Excursion, full of thugs that'll punch
I know they wanted to get me, but they don't know what I'm bringing
I pop the trunk and swing the block, while jamming Slow Loud And Bangin'
Trae and Paul Wall on a mission, and ain't no stopping it man
With my hand on my heat in my seat, and the other on grain
Mo' money mo' problems man, the legend is true
You better stay up on your toes, when you ride 22's
I'm rolling strapped, everywhere I go I'm watching my back
'Cause on my block, them jackers don't give a damn if I rap
People see me being friendly, and they think that I'm soft
But the truth is, my best friend is a sawed off
These haters in my mix, got me losing composure
But if they take one step closer, it ain't gon be kosher naw
Oh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do'
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so
My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Five percent or ten, but still my screens goin' glow
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Every time I come round the corner
The lyrics of "Oh No" by Paul and Storm depict the hip hop culture of Texas where slab means an automobile, fo' do' signifies a four-door car, and top fell out of the drop means convertible top is down. The song describes the life of a rapper who is continuously facing problems due to fear of being attacked by haters, and rival gangs who keep an eye on him. The singer portrays himself as a gangster, who is living it like a G, but still has to lay low. He drives around on 84's and has his heat under his seat. He is always alert about haters, who are trying to jack his ride, but he is ready to shoot them with his Glock. The lyrics have an element of danger that comes with living a "gangsta" lifestyle.
The song "Oh No" was released in 2003 and is part of the album "What We Should Have Said." It is a combination of rap and rock and was produced by Howard Benson. The lyrics are a collaboration between Paul and Storm and Trae tha Truth, a famous rapper from Texas. The song is famous for its depiction of the Texas hip hop culture, with its slang and the need to remain vigilant in a hostile environment. The song received a mixed response from the audience; some people appreciated its rock infused style of hip hop, while others criticized it for promoting violence and guns.
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Written by: Frazier Othel Thompson III, Paul Michael Slayton, Hakeem Seriki, Quincy Whetstone
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