Yes. Weirder and cooler than Teletubbies.

From last Sunday's issue of The Guardian (UK)

For those readers who are neither students, small children, the minders of small children, the unemployed or TV critics, the Boohbahs are five fat furry atoms of light with bulbous tummies, huge blinking eyes and heads that, tortoise-like, retract into their bodies. They sleep nestled like tealights in a modernist organic chandelier and at bedtime are whirled away across the world to the rainbow's end.


In their waking hours the Boohbahs dance and make funny noises and are occasionally interrupted by some grown-ups called 'Brother' and 'Sister' or 'Mr Man' and 'Mrs Lady'. My favourite non-Boohbah sequence involved 'Brother' and 'Sister' hunting for huge pearls inside giant iridescent oyster shells on a white sand beach under a clear blue sky. It was not only beautifully shot and hypnotic to watch but, screened in a different context, might easily be shortlisted for the Turner Prize.


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Check out the web site for a taste of Boobah culture. SO strange.

Boohbah Zone