This of course goes out to Jay-Z and Beyonce:
Archive for January, 2012
It hasn’t even been a full day since At The Drive-In announced their 2012 reunion. But already everyone I know – people I never would’ve expected to listen to At The Drive-In – are freaking out about this. The band are breaking their decade-plus long hiatus, playing Coachella, and hopefully (fingers crossed) will play some East Coast dates as well.
Let’s all watch this video of the band playing on Letterman. If they can recreate even a fraction of this excitement in 2012, we are extremely lucky.
Still the purtiest song we heard last year (or this one). [via]
Joseph Herscher is an artist who makes Rube Goldberg machines. Recently, The New York Times did a write-up on him and his impractical contraptions. “I’m trying to make it as absurd and useless as possible,” he told the Times, which seems like it could sum up a lot of the pursuits of ourselves and many of our friends.
Ava Luna, one of Free Williamsburg’s favorites, are set to release their debut album (on a record label) called Ice Level out February 28th via Infinite Best Recordings. Giving us a first look, here is the track “Wrenning Day.” Happy Friday!
The holidays are over, and so is the live-music dead zone that is the week between Christmas and New Year’s. It’s always nice to start these most-blogged-about-shows posts with something free, so it’s my pleasure to present to you “Live From Tribeca,” tomorrow night at the Tribeca Grand, with sets by Dive and DJs The Horrors and Ilirjana.
There are some other good opportunities to check out buzz bands in the next seven days, as well. King Krule is playing Mercury Lounge next Wednesday. The same night, Buraka Som Sistema and Brenmar are playing Bowery Ballroom. Also, don’t miss Keepway’s record-release show at Glasslands Gallery on Tuesday with Lakutis, Big Baby Ghandi, Dracula’s Dick (great name!) and a Das Racist DJ set.
Finally, for those looking for something more tried and true, there’s the Indelible Festival at Highline Ballroom – a tribute to Gil Scott-Heron, Gordon Parks & Jimmy Scott. The show is TONIGHT and has an all-star lineup with Yasiin Bey (aka Mos Def), Jimmy Scott, Questlove, Robert Glasper, Bilal, Cecil Taylor, Gary Bartz and Derrick Hodge.
On to the top 9* shows for the next 7 days…
10. Steve Earle @ City Winery w/ Allison Moorer
Monday, January 9th at 8:00pm – 21+, $45 – $65 -> tickets
There certainly are a lot of goths up trees on the internet. I love the singular focus of this site.
This girl says “I love this tree”. I say “we all need something to love, don’t we?” I think she looks a bit cold. I would say “I love my cardigan” instead but then again I don’t take photos of myself sitting on cardigans. At least, not on purpose. Now there’s an idea for a blog! Goths sitting on cardigans!
Anyway, I admire her pluck for posing for this shot sans cardy when it’s clearly about 10°C. At least her neck is warm with her lolita neck thingy. Nice pentagram there. Boots appear to be Demonias. The nude lip is interesting. It’s daylight. Gah. I’m guessing she’s new to this game.
If one were to listen to either Givers or Yellow Ostrich’s 2011 debut they’d expect a very different live show from both bands than what occurred last night. Both on their records lean towards the pop end of indie pop but live bring an energy that can only to be described as youthful. Together they played the Musical Hall of Williamsburg to a sold out crowd that reflected the bands’ ages and enthusiasm.
Brooklyn’s own Yellow Ostrich opened. They gain a lot live because since recording the record singer/guitarist Alex Schaaf filled his band out with ringers—Michael Tapper (We are Scientists, Bishop Allen) and Jon Natchez (Beirut, basically anyone who needs some horns or woodwinds). Schaaf’s brand of vocal-laden indie pop becomes more dynamic, and well louder, with Trapper’s snareless drumming and Natchez ability to make a three-piece sound like a thirteen-piece.
Still, most of the crowd was there to see Givers who play a version of Louisiana Cajun music if it were shaken inside a Diet Coke with Mentos. They bounced through their songs at a frenetic pace to a crowd that was legitimately louder than any I’ve ever heard at the Music Hall.
It was a great show. It looked like this: