In a world oversaturated with acoustic duos featuring earnest harmonies and recycled chord progressions, one new act is cutting through the noise—and the atmosphere—with an origin story and sound that can only be described as... combustible.
Meet Coffee and Farts: the accidental folk duo whose music is as unfiltered as the air directly behind them.
The duo met under unlikely circumstances in a St Petersburg coffee shop earlier this year. Coffee (real name: Lorelai Beane, a third-wave barista and part-time dream interpreter) was sipping a single-origin Guatemalan pour-over when chaos erupted. Across the room, a startled woman had just been accused by a nearby finance bro of “violently crop dusting the baked goods counter.”
The accused—Fernanda “Farts” DeGas, a misunderstood kombucha brewer and casual ukulele enthusiast—stood frozen, cheeks flushed.
“I just couldn’t let her be publicly shamed for what we all know is a natural bodily function,” said Beane. “I stood up, slammed my Chemex down, and shouted, "She's just got too much soul in her hole’”
It was, according to DeGas, “the moment I knew we’d either be arrested together or make beautiful music.”
They chose music.
Coffee and Farts blend raw acoustic stylings with gastro-libertarian lyrics.
Their debut EP, “Enlightning and Thunder,” features tracks like:
Each song is recorded live and unedited, including bum notes.
Their now-infamous second album attempt, “Jazz Pants”, was shelved indefinitely after a disastrous live show at a vegan co-op in the Warehouse Arts District.
“We tried to close the show with a power ballad,” DeGas said tearfully. “People pulled out their lighters. The air was ripe. And… well… there was a brief, terrifying fireball.”
No one was seriously injured, though the event is now referred to in local legend as “The Spark Heard ‘Round the Caf.”
“Honestly,” said one soot-covered fan called Skidmark, “it was the most moving show I’ve ever seen, but I’ll never light a Zippo indoors again.”
The duo is currently on their “Lactose Regrets” tour, performing intimate, and open-air, backyard gigs. Their merchandise includes scratch-and-sniff lyric books and artisanal whoopee cushions made from repurposed oat milk cartons.
When asked where they see themselves in five years, Coffee responded, "I'm not exactly sure, but it's likely jet propulsion will get us there."
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