Starbucks Salon, lotsa cool kids performing starting today until Sunday the 17! FREE!
76 Greene Street (between Spring + Broome)
Tonite:
Eugene Mirman (8pm)
My one true love, Buck 65 (9pm)
Tomorra:
Lansing-Dreiden (7pm)
Showing posts with label free concerts. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free concerts. Show all posts
08 September 2006
06 July 2006
Work and Other Assorted Matters.
I'm not the kind to get jealous about Stuy kids, but seriously, THIS IS SO MESSED UP! It's even cooler than when they got Clinton to speak! Jesus I'm so angry and oh gawd I think Conan O'Brien is so ASSUM! That speech is great! Ahh he's pasty-looking. LAWLZ!
So work was great. Here's my top 5 most overplayed albums at work:
(1) Pink Flag
(2) Doolittle
(3) The Runners Four
(4) London Calling
(5) Innocence & Despair: The Langley Schools Music Project
Of course, I do play plenty of Interpol, too.
I think Damian can tell I get bored just filling out orders. Today he had me count all these cute Grandaddy t-shirts and then get them ready to be shipped. Which means I folded like 100 shirts, and I must tell you, I don't think I'll ever get a job at a clothing store. Sigh! It's not that I want to work at a clothing store, but it's like such menial work, so it's disappointing that I can't handle folding 100 t-shirts. :/ Hahahahaha. I'm very happy to be working in a place where they trust me.
And hey, Insound is having a party! Here are the details (from the Insound mailing list):
What: Insound’s Return of Shorts 2: The Beach
Where: Supreme Trading, 213 N 8th St, Brooklyn, NY 11211
When: Thursday, July 13th. 8pm
Who: Oh No! Oh My!, The Big Sleep, Professor Murder
How Much: $2.00 if you wear shorts, $5.00 if you chicken out
What Else: Free Sparks from 8-9pm
How Old: 21+
Hopefully I'll get to go?
On another note, if you're on the Insound mailing list you'll have noted that Tiny Mix Tapes contributed a list of albums we love. It's like my worlds have collided. The albums are on discount so spend all your money on all that sweet shit! And get this, there'll be another list coming up in the next email! So look out for it and check out the TMT recommendations! Especially the wild noise shit!!
I just listened to The Promise Ring, Jawbreaker and Lifetime for the first time. Just bits here and there that I found on YouTube. The first two didn't impress me that much, but I did like Lifetime! Also, I heard a bit of Cap'n Jazz and I wanna hear more of that. So I'm gonna have to research this matter further.
REMEMBER KIDDIES! Tomorrow is the Juana Molina show at South Street Seaport! Be there or... don't be there! Cos I might be there unless I'm not and I go watch Wassup Rockers instead--je ne sais pas.
So work was great. Here's my top 5 most overplayed albums at work:
(1) Pink Flag
(2) Doolittle
(3) The Runners Four
(4) London Calling
(5) Innocence & Despair: The Langley Schools Music Project
Of course, I do play plenty of Interpol, too.
I think Damian can tell I get bored just filling out orders. Today he had me count all these cute Grandaddy t-shirts and then get them ready to be shipped. Which means I folded like 100 shirts, and I must tell you, I don't think I'll ever get a job at a clothing store. Sigh! It's not that I want to work at a clothing store, but it's like such menial work, so it's disappointing that I can't handle folding 100 t-shirts. :/ Hahahahaha. I'm very happy to be working in a place where they trust me.
And hey, Insound is having a party! Here are the details (from the Insound mailing list):
What: Insound’s Return of Shorts 2: The Beach
Where: Supreme Trading, 213 N 8th St, Brooklyn, NY 11211
When: Thursday, July 13th. 8pm
Who: Oh No! Oh My!, The Big Sleep, Professor Murder
How Much: $2.00 if you wear shorts, $5.00 if you chicken out
What Else: Free Sparks from 8-9pm
How Old: 21+
Hopefully I'll get to go?
On another note, if you're on the Insound mailing list you'll have noted that Tiny Mix Tapes contributed a list of albums we love. It's like my worlds have collided. The albums are on discount so spend all your money on all that sweet shit! And get this, there'll be another list coming up in the next email! So look out for it and check out the TMT recommendations! Especially the wild noise shit!!
I just listened to The Promise Ring, Jawbreaker and Lifetime for the first time. Just bits here and there that I found on YouTube. The first two didn't impress me that much, but I did like Lifetime! Also, I heard a bit of Cap'n Jazz and I wanna hear more of that. So I'm gonna have to research this matter further.
REMEMBER KIDDIES! Tomorrow is the Juana Molina show at South Street Seaport! Be there or... don't be there! Cos I might be there unless I'm not and I go watch Wassup Rockers instead--je ne sais pas.
25 June 2006
Just $1.65.
Met up with Rachelini and went to Central Park to see my one true love, Buck 65. The weather was breezy and drizzly. We sat through Jason Collett, who was not bad, though I think he was a bit boring on the stage. He's one of those Broken Social Scenestars. Y'know.
Buck 65 himself was all right. I feel bad that the crowd didn't care much for him. As I watched the set I thought, "So that's why he has no distribution here". I think a lot of people didn't know what to make of him. Well, his voice was as gravelly as ever, and he had that little book with him with his programming notes in it. And maybe there are lyrics in there, too. I'm not sure. I think it's a magical notebook. Anyway, I think the set was badly paced. Maybe I'm asking for too much, but a family-friendly, afternoon show? I'd have performed some faster numbers. Or at least some more "classic" songs. C'mon, where the hell was "Roses and Bluejays" when I needed it? At least I could have gotten "Wicked and Weird"... It was mostly from Secret House Against the World. "Rough House Blues" actually quite nice, though. And the first half of "Blood of a Young Wolf" was excellent. He butchered "Kennedy Killed the Hat", though, slowing it down and losing all the awesome momentum from the recorded version. I don't think he's a bad performer because I've seen footage of him performing live and it's really bitching and engaging. I think the best part, besides when he spoke, was when he was doing his thing on the turntables. I was like, "I wanna be a DJ!!"
Here is a live set dear little Rich Terfry did. Seriously, this is highly recommended, especially because of this crazy ass story he tells about fuckin' Pythagoras. So charming.
We didn't stay for Feist.
Shockingly, they accepted credit cards at the merch table, so I bought a copy of Talkin' Honky Blues. I'm totally shocked that I now own a copy. I'm too scared to open it. Owning this CD, it always seemed like a fantasy. Like my plan was that one day I was gonna go to Canada, chill with my bitches (like Molly, or Jax, or V, etc.) and I was gonna buy all the Buck 65 albums. Haha. I'm very happy about it though, no doubt.
Going home, I made the brilliant mistake of not listening to the announcements, and the train... sort of skipped my stop. It went all the way to the last station, which is about three stops from mine. So I tried to go back down to my stop, but then I realized my train station was completely closed for the weekend. I actually got off one stop away. To make everything so much more enjoyable, I really wanted to go to the bathroom! I was definitely able to hold it, but it wasn't the happiest experience (lolololol). I called my dad and was like, "Yeah, I'm at Mosholu, our train station is closed..." My dad was thinking I was in Manhattan for some stupid reason. He kept telling me to get a cab for some other stupid reason. I didn't realized he thought I was in Manhattan and I was like, "Why??" And then I felt offended because I thought he thought I was too weak and wouldn't be able to handle walking back home. I was so mad, all like, "He doesn't think I'm capable of doing ANYTHING! [Miserable sob.]" I wasn't sure how far away I was, but after I came home I found out it was only like, 10 blocks, at most. I was planning on walking the way back, just to show the bastard, but once I got on the big street, I noticed a bus stop and I took the bus back. Why pay for a fucking cab when you can ride the bus for "free"? It only took 10 or 15 minutes.
When I rang the bell for the apartment, I got no response. I couldn't believe it, because I'd only called home 20 minutes earlier. I wondered why they were ignoring me. So I let myself in, and my dad was like, "Elizabeth!! What are you doing home?! How'd you get here?!?!?!" I was like, "Uh, I got on Grand Concourse and took the bus." He was like, "But I thought you were in Manhattan!!!" And then he tried to blame things on me, even though I'd been so resourceful and levelheaded! I was totally like STFU. And then I went to the bathroom.
Buck 65 himself was all right. I feel bad that the crowd didn't care much for him. As I watched the set I thought, "So that's why he has no distribution here". I think a lot of people didn't know what to make of him. Well, his voice was as gravelly as ever, and he had that little book with him with his programming notes in it. And maybe there are lyrics in there, too. I'm not sure. I think it's a magical notebook. Anyway, I think the set was badly paced. Maybe I'm asking for too much, but a family-friendly, afternoon show? I'd have performed some faster numbers. Or at least some more "classic" songs. C'mon, where the hell was "Roses and Bluejays" when I needed it? At least I could have gotten "Wicked and Weird"... It was mostly from Secret House Against the World. "Rough House Blues" actually quite nice, though. And the first half of "Blood of a Young Wolf" was excellent. He butchered "Kennedy Killed the Hat", though, slowing it down and losing all the awesome momentum from the recorded version. I don't think he's a bad performer because I've seen footage of him performing live and it's really bitching and engaging. I think the best part, besides when he spoke, was when he was doing his thing on the turntables. I was like, "I wanna be a DJ!!"
Here is a live set dear little Rich Terfry did. Seriously, this is highly recommended, especially because of this crazy ass story he tells about fuckin' Pythagoras. So charming.
We didn't stay for Feist.
Shockingly, they accepted credit cards at the merch table, so I bought a copy of Talkin' Honky Blues. I'm totally shocked that I now own a copy. I'm too scared to open it. Owning this CD, it always seemed like a fantasy. Like my plan was that one day I was gonna go to Canada, chill with my bitches (like Molly, or Jax, or V, etc.) and I was gonna buy all the Buck 65 albums. Haha. I'm very happy about it though, no doubt.
Going home, I made the brilliant mistake of not listening to the announcements, and the train... sort of skipped my stop. It went all the way to the last station, which is about three stops from mine. So I tried to go back down to my stop, but then I realized my train station was completely closed for the weekend. I actually got off one stop away. To make everything so much more enjoyable, I really wanted to go to the bathroom! I was definitely able to hold it, but it wasn't the happiest experience (lolololol). I called my dad and was like, "Yeah, I'm at Mosholu, our train station is closed..." My dad was thinking I was in Manhattan for some stupid reason. He kept telling me to get a cab for some other stupid reason. I didn't realized he thought I was in Manhattan and I was like, "Why??" And then I felt offended because I thought he thought I was too weak and wouldn't be able to handle walking back home. I was so mad, all like, "He doesn't think I'm capable of doing ANYTHING! [Miserable sob.]" I wasn't sure how far away I was, but after I came home I found out it was only like, 10 blocks, at most. I was planning on walking the way back, just to show the bastard, but once I got on the big street, I noticed a bus stop and I took the bus back. Why pay for a fucking cab when you can ride the bus for "free"? It only took 10 or 15 minutes.
When I rang the bell for the apartment, I got no response. I couldn't believe it, because I'd only called home 20 minutes earlier. I wondered why they were ignoring me. So I let myself in, and my dad was like, "Elizabeth!! What are you doing home?! How'd you get here?!?!?!" I was like, "Uh, I got on Grand Concourse and took the bus." He was like, "But I thought you were in Manhattan!!!" And then he tried to blame things on me, even though I'd been so resourceful and levelheaded! I was totally like STFU. And then I went to the bathroom.
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