A Weekend of Epic Proportions.
First and foremost I would like to send you all a huge THANK YOU for coming out to Bside on Sunday night. I apologize if we didn’t get a real chance to chat, but we can mend that in the future. You made my night, and hopefully I helped make yours. More on this party below.
Let me take this weekend from the top. After getting out of work early on Friday afternoon, I went home and crashed out for a good 5 hours. It was a much needed rest that helped prepare me to rock out. The evening started at the Mercury Lounge where I met with Demander (Sivan, Karen, Jordan) who were having some band bonding time at the Ex Models and Roger Sisters show. We found a place up front after the Ex Models set. I have little to say about this band because they are impossible to describe. It was angular freak outs with minimal song structure. Oh, I guess it wasn’t impossible. Anyway, it was loud and tedious, but the crowd dug it. During Change over, someone decided to blare death metal over the PA which made for a horrible wait.
Bringing up the rear was the trio the Roger Sisters who, despite some problems (i.e. broken string and chipped teeth) were pretty good. Their brand of punchy rock mixed with some Sonic Youth esq dissonance (which is quite unnecessary) is interesting. The trading vocalization is also a good choice. Jennifer has a high pitched Go-Go’s style while Miyuki (at his best) emulates David Byrne when he isn’t harmonizing.
We hit the streets after the show to meet up with Josh at Arlene’s Grocery. We stopped by for a quick hello and then rolled right back out into the night. I split up with the girls at this point to join Kyle and D on our way up to Scratcher’s where kids were celebrating Noor’s birthday. If you haven’t been to this Irish Pub yet, I suggest you check it out. They have cheap PBR and a great atmosphere and by that I mean lovely British girls who are nice and chatty. The only problem was the awful music that made its way onto the cd player (though I was caught mouthing the lyrics to a Spice Girls track). It was a good time, and by the end of the night I was hammered enough to pull a Jay Belin and ditch out to the friendly confines of a cab.
Let’s move onto Saturday.
The middle of the weekend already felt like its end. Noah and I met with (once again) Demander for a cup of coffee followed by sitting in on a couple of songs during their early practice. I’m getting excited for these ladies and gent to get back on the gigging circuit. It should prove to be fun.
By mid afternoon Mr. Whitney Sweet had shown up to my place. For those of you who don’t know the Whit, he may be the coolest kid from D.C. (when he isn’t punching me in the face). Naturally, we went over to Festival to get the evening started with Margarita’s and Mexican food. After dinner we popped into the Johnson’s where we met two really sweet girls, Jenny and Rebecca from L.A., who were in NYC on holiday.
We got ourselves cleaned up and rolled over to Leah and Barbs’ joint before going to Irving Plaza. I was pleasantly surprised when Barbs started ribbing me about this blogger. She was using some of my patented vernacular to poke a little fun at moi. It was all in good fun. This whole part of the evening is important because Leah showed me (for the first time) the video for Outkast’s hit single, Hey Yeah! which was absolutely fabulous. Why is Andre 3000 the coolest fucking dude alive?
The whole crew headed to Irving in hopes of catching some of Cass McCombs set before the Shins were to play. After a little trouble getting in, we managed to see this young mans set. From what I can remember (which overall is very little), Cass had some great songs and real potential. The basslines were the most attractive portions of his tunes because they had a Smith’s vibe, but good Smith’s. The kind that makes you want to dance.
After some chatting with Dennis Realistic and Audrey of Vicious and Melody Nelson fame, the Shins took the stage and wowed a room full of excited onlookers. Now I can’t really piece together much of the set because my dumbass got a little to drunk. What I can remember is being extremely happy and bouncing around with Noah a whole heck of a lot. We also ran into Sivan and Josh who were celebrating their Valentines with the pretty pop sounds of the boys from the Northwest.
My night ended abruptly when I (allegedly) ditched Whit and woke up naked from the waste down in the black chair in my bedroom. How did I get there? Email me if you know.
Can Sunday be as cool as Saturday?
The answer is simple, yes it can and it was. The day started with me doing prep work for an afternoon interview. I then met up with Whit and some of his friends who now reside in Brooklyn. We ate at the Colonial Café for breakfast where I had a fantastic salmon and onion scramble. Whit and I then went back to the house before heading to Union Square.
We tooled around the Virgin Megastore for a moment before heading to Irving Plaza. I was so close to buying a Razorlight single, but I backed down in fear of being broke by the end of the week. We met Nate and Homer out front of the venue where they informed us that the interview and the photo shoot had been moved. After close to an hour wait, we met the Shins at their hotel on Gramercy Park.
The Shins had just gotten finished getting fitted by Molly over at the Diesel store, and they were quick to show off their new gear. Marty was most impressed with his $50 scarf that had designer holes all through it. Once we got up to the room and got settled, the guys from the band really began to warm up to us. We kept the whole interview very relaxed and the Subpop boys seemed to appreciate it. I could go on and on about how nice they were, but it wouldn’t do them any justice. This band truly deserves all the fame and attention they are receiving. They not only create pop gem after pop gem, but they are genuine people who just know how to act right. Dave kept the whole room entertained with various internet clips of people doing stupid shit, while Jesse and I had a chat about fellow Portland band, The Exploding Hearts, who, if you remember, lost 3 members in a tragic accident this summer. Nate took the photos with the help of Homer while Whit hung out and looked pretty. Look for the interview in an upcoming issue of Slap. I’ll let you know when it’s available.
We got back down to the house and caught a fantastic new episode of the Simpsons before heading to Bside to get the party started. Whit and I hung out with Carlos until the crews started rolling in. I got on the decks at 10pm and by 11pm the place was so packed that Sivan couldn’t stop smiling (well, she stopped for a little while, but she seemed psyched). I brought a set of hits that had the crowd happy. That’s all I really aim for. Party anthems were abound as were the drinks and Mikey who was busy wrestling someone every time I turned around. Ok, maybe it was just Hawkins who probably deserved it, but that’s what I remember. Thanks to all of you who came out and made the evening soooooo excellent. I hope you all had a good time, and if you have suggestions in the future let me know. And by the way, that big dude who was belting out ever song is now part of my crew. He will be rolling with me to ever gig and singing over the tunes that I play. On second thought, no he won’t.
After the party, we headed back to my place where Whit and Jenny destroyed every piece of furniture in the house. To put icing on the cupcake Whit thought it would be funny to come in and punch me a number of times while I was sleeping. What a great kid.
Monday came all to soon.
The next day Dan, Max, Jenny, Rebecca, Whit and I headed to 7A for some solid brunch. I was feeling off all day due to the absurd amount of Red Bull and Vodka’s I downed the previous evening. By midday we were back out the house getting a serious hang on and watching the 1st season of the Office. Hawkins, Noah and Karen eventually showed up and we all chilled till the early evening. Later that night, Whit and I met with Rebecca and Jenny for a farewell type dinner at the Japanese steakhouse. They were both really cool ladies who I hope to meet up with at Coachella.
Sunday night ended with a trip to Oveis’ huge L.E.S. apartment for a quick chat and an Office trade off. We swapped the first season for the second. Whit, Jenny and I went back home and caught a couple of episodes before passing out.
Speaking of Coachella, I will definitely be there. Plans are in the making and I’m booking my flight this evening. Let me know if you are going, and hold tight on the accommodation questions, I’ve have to figure out how this is going to be handled.
Again, I want to send a big thanks for all of you who came out for the party on Sunday. You made Sivan and I very happy. There will be more in the near future so keep checking back for the latest.
First and foremost I would like to send you all a huge THANK YOU for coming out to Bside on Sunday night. I apologize if we didn’t get a real chance to chat, but we can mend that in the future. You made my night, and hopefully I helped make yours. More on this party below.
Let me take this weekend from the top. After getting out of work early on Friday afternoon, I went home and crashed out for a good 5 hours. It was a much needed rest that helped prepare me to rock out. The evening started at the Mercury Lounge where I met with Demander (Sivan, Karen, Jordan) who were having some band bonding time at the Ex Models and Roger Sisters show. We found a place up front after the Ex Models set. I have little to say about this band because they are impossible to describe. It was angular freak outs with minimal song structure. Oh, I guess it wasn’t impossible. Anyway, it was loud and tedious, but the crowd dug it. During Change over, someone decided to blare death metal over the PA which made for a horrible wait.
Bringing up the rear was the trio the Roger Sisters who, despite some problems (i.e. broken string and chipped teeth) were pretty good. Their brand of punchy rock mixed with some Sonic Youth esq dissonance (which is quite unnecessary) is interesting. The trading vocalization is also a good choice. Jennifer has a high pitched Go-Go’s style while Miyuki (at his best) emulates David Byrne when he isn’t harmonizing.
We hit the streets after the show to meet up with Josh at Arlene’s Grocery. We stopped by for a quick hello and then rolled right back out into the night. I split up with the girls at this point to join Kyle and D on our way up to Scratcher’s where kids were celebrating Noor’s birthday. If you haven’t been to this Irish Pub yet, I suggest you check it out. They have cheap PBR and a great atmosphere and by that I mean lovely British girls who are nice and chatty. The only problem was the awful music that made its way onto the cd player (though I was caught mouthing the lyrics to a Spice Girls track). It was a good time, and by the end of the night I was hammered enough to pull a Jay Belin and ditch out to the friendly confines of a cab.
Let’s move onto Saturday.
The middle of the weekend already felt like its end. Noah and I met with (once again) Demander for a cup of coffee followed by sitting in on a couple of songs during their early practice. I’m getting excited for these ladies and gent to get back on the gigging circuit. It should prove to be fun.
By mid afternoon Mr. Whitney Sweet had shown up to my place. For those of you who don’t know the Whit, he may be the coolest kid from D.C. (when he isn’t punching me in the face). Naturally, we went over to Festival to get the evening started with Margarita’s and Mexican food. After dinner we popped into the Johnson’s where we met two really sweet girls, Jenny and Rebecca from L.A., who were in NYC on holiday.
We got ourselves cleaned up and rolled over to Leah and Barbs’ joint before going to Irving Plaza. I was pleasantly surprised when Barbs started ribbing me about this blogger. She was using some of my patented vernacular to poke a little fun at moi. It was all in good fun. This whole part of the evening is important because Leah showed me (for the first time) the video for Outkast’s hit single, Hey Yeah! which was absolutely fabulous. Why is Andre 3000 the coolest fucking dude alive?
The whole crew headed to Irving in hopes of catching some of Cass McCombs set before the Shins were to play. After a little trouble getting in, we managed to see this young mans set. From what I can remember (which overall is very little), Cass had some great songs and real potential. The basslines were the most attractive portions of his tunes because they had a Smith’s vibe, but good Smith’s. The kind that makes you want to dance.
After some chatting with Dennis Realistic and Audrey of Vicious and Melody Nelson fame, the Shins took the stage and wowed a room full of excited onlookers. Now I can’t really piece together much of the set because my dumbass got a little to drunk. What I can remember is being extremely happy and bouncing around with Noah a whole heck of a lot. We also ran into Sivan and Josh who were celebrating their Valentines with the pretty pop sounds of the boys from the Northwest.
My night ended abruptly when I (allegedly) ditched Whit and woke up naked from the waste down in the black chair in my bedroom. How did I get there? Email me if you know.
Can Sunday be as cool as Saturday?
The answer is simple, yes it can and it was. The day started with me doing prep work for an afternoon interview. I then met up with Whit and some of his friends who now reside in Brooklyn. We ate at the Colonial Café for breakfast where I had a fantastic salmon and onion scramble. Whit and I then went back to the house before heading to Union Square.
We tooled around the Virgin Megastore for a moment before heading to Irving Plaza. I was so close to buying a Razorlight single, but I backed down in fear of being broke by the end of the week. We met Nate and Homer out front of the venue where they informed us that the interview and the photo shoot had been moved. After close to an hour wait, we met the Shins at their hotel on Gramercy Park.
The Shins had just gotten finished getting fitted by Molly over at the Diesel store, and they were quick to show off their new gear. Marty was most impressed with his $50 scarf that had designer holes all through it. Once we got up to the room and got settled, the guys from the band really began to warm up to us. We kept the whole interview very relaxed and the Subpop boys seemed to appreciate it. I could go on and on about how nice they were, but it wouldn’t do them any justice. This band truly deserves all the fame and attention they are receiving. They not only create pop gem after pop gem, but they are genuine people who just know how to act right. Dave kept the whole room entertained with various internet clips of people doing stupid shit, while Jesse and I had a chat about fellow Portland band, The Exploding Hearts, who, if you remember, lost 3 members in a tragic accident this summer. Nate took the photos with the help of Homer while Whit hung out and looked pretty. Look for the interview in an upcoming issue of Slap. I’ll let you know when it’s available.
We got back down to the house and caught a fantastic new episode of the Simpsons before heading to Bside to get the party started. Whit and I hung out with Carlos until the crews started rolling in. I got on the decks at 10pm and by 11pm the place was so packed that Sivan couldn’t stop smiling (well, she stopped for a little while, but she seemed psyched). I brought a set of hits that had the crowd happy. That’s all I really aim for. Party anthems were abound as were the drinks and Mikey who was busy wrestling someone every time I turned around. Ok, maybe it was just Hawkins who probably deserved it, but that’s what I remember. Thanks to all of you who came out and made the evening soooooo excellent. I hope you all had a good time, and if you have suggestions in the future let me know. And by the way, that big dude who was belting out ever song is now part of my crew. He will be rolling with me to ever gig and singing over the tunes that I play. On second thought, no he won’t.
After the party, we headed back to my place where Whit and Jenny destroyed every piece of furniture in the house. To put icing on the cupcake Whit thought it would be funny to come in and punch me a number of times while I was sleeping. What a great kid.
Monday came all to soon.
The next day Dan, Max, Jenny, Rebecca, Whit and I headed to 7A for some solid brunch. I was feeling off all day due to the absurd amount of Red Bull and Vodka’s I downed the previous evening. By midday we were back out the house getting a serious hang on and watching the 1st season of the Office. Hawkins, Noah and Karen eventually showed up and we all chilled till the early evening. Later that night, Whit and I met with Rebecca and Jenny for a farewell type dinner at the Japanese steakhouse. They were both really cool ladies who I hope to meet up with at Coachella.
Sunday night ended with a trip to Oveis’ huge L.E.S. apartment for a quick chat and an Office trade off. We swapped the first season for the second. Whit, Jenny and I went back home and caught a couple of episodes before passing out.
Speaking of Coachella, I will definitely be there. Plans are in the making and I’m booking my flight this evening. Let me know if you are going, and hold tight on the accommodation questions, I’ve have to figure out how this is going to be handled.
Again, I want to send a big thanks for all of you who came out for the party on Sunday. You made Sivan and I very happy. There will be more in the near future so keep checking back for the latest.
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