So last night I sat at home sending emails, writing and updating till yesterday turned into today, so I want to apologize to my friends Anna and Sarika for not making it to their birthday engagements. Hopefully I'll see you both later this week for a celebratory shot of tequila. Also, a happy birthday goes out to the faceless (and nameless) poster who goes by the name of Scat Turdly.
Enough with the birthday wishes. Tonight you must goto Trash Bar in Williamsburg to see Walk Humoungous that features Max on guitar and vocals, Colin on bass and Noah (Stout) on drums. They have only played three shows before tonight, but like I've said before, they really impressed me at last Friday's loft party. To cap things off, Trash serves FREE well drinks and PBR's (save the comment bullshit please) from 9-10pm. Walk Humoungous should take the stage around 10:45pm.
Trash Bar Directions: Located at 256 Grand Street in Brooklyn. Take the L to Bedford and walk south (against traffic) to Grand and make a left. It will be on the south (right) side of the street.
I hope to see you there. Also, a few of us are heading out early to check out Snacky which is a bitching little Japanese Tapas joint Karen turned me on to back in April. Call me if you want in on this adventure, (note to Builder, confirmation of SHRIMPS!).
*** If the photo issue of Vice didn't convince you that Pete Doherty is a crack head, then his ridiculous comments regarding his missed shows should do the trick. After missing his second straight sold out show, Pete had this to say:
"I apologise to all those who lost out, but given some of the reactions, I'm glad that a few of you have been inconvenienced. In fact, I'll eek out all of the gits until I can be sure I'm playing to a crowd who trust me, believe in me, and don't turn on me at the first chance they get. You want clockwork, amoral live music? There's plenty of that about. What I did I did for you, and the response is quite heartbreaking."
*** Though I could give a shit about Nigel Godrich's involvement, (if you know me, its obvious), I'm psyched to hear that Beck is bringing back the hits on his upcoming record. He also recruited Jack White who is making more appearances than Paulie Shore circa 93.
*** Being a dork is a certified illness.
*** Get the Led out... literally. Zeppellin decides to pull their performance from the Live Aid DVD that is being released to benefit Sudan. They claim their performance was shiete.
*** Has the well already run dry? The Strokes prepare a Live release for later this fall. I already own Lost Treasures, and that didn't do it for me. Hopefully this release will capture their live intensity.
*** Bush joins the ranks of blogging, but the CIA quickly shuts him down. Make sure to read the screen shot of Bush's Blog, its hilarious.
*** Did you miss Inouk's Mercury Lounge show last week? Read this Spin review so that doesn't happen again.
*** Fuck you Pharrell Williams. Hip Hop moguls take note, there is a new breed of producers in town. Ratatat and Wu Tang? I need to change my underwear.
*** Son House is the man. Couple him with Muddy Waters and you'll get one hell of a release.
*** Find me in the club. Sipping on some bub. With Lisa Simpson? Well, maybe not, but 50cent will make a guest appearance on an upcoming episode of everyone's favorite dysfunctional family.
*** The Walkmen continue to come off as snobish art school kids. Well, I guess it's the best way to fit in these days.
*** I've been hearing a lot about Midnight Movies. Did anyone see their gigs last week? If so, are they worth my time? Also, I'm getting a little tired of reviewers using David Lynch films as reference points. What does that mean? I mean, I know what it means, but what does it mean?
*** Does anyone have the Futureheads' record yet? If so, can I borrow it? These kids sound right up my alley.
*** C'mon now Paul. Buck the fuck up. Paul Banks said the intense recording sessions for Interpol's new record caused him to puke. Paul, hang out with me for a few days. I puke from reading the newspaper.
7 Comments:
thanks for the shout out. one of these days when my life is not so hectic and i have fewer obligations (fuck that sounds pretentious) i'll show up and slam a beer or two or twenty with you, on me. plus, i wrote earlier that we had a friend or two in common. after reading this last entry, i know for sure that we do, cause her birthday was yesterday and you mentioned it. it's not anna. scat turdly
ahh fuck dude. a free drink huh? i should have read the whole thing first. what bar has the minerals to give out free drinks? sounds like the last night they'll be in business. what's the deal with that? scat
scat, word on the street is that trash has an open bar every night from 9-10. i don't know how true this is, but i'll do some investigating this evening.
right on. i can't believe i've never heard of this place. scat
Usually you have to pay a cover though--- but the open bar is still a good deal, as long as you want to see one of the bands...
scat it is where luxx used to be. and yes, i want to see the bands, a cover can't be more than 8 bucks. i will drink 30 dollars in an hour. ok, maybe not, but i'll try.
eight bucks is not a big deal at all. i think i know where it is and it sounds like a good spot. i should note that i'm very wasted already. a bunch of my friends left work early and took me to a patio bar. it's going to be a long night, i can tell. also, i didn't know that there were bands playing there. i would feel fine paying 8 bones to see a band even if the drinks weren't free. i do it four times a week as it is. have a good time. scat turdly.
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