Arthur and I saw a triple bill last night of 4 piece indierock boy bands last night. We went to see Tapes n' Tapes from Minneapolis - also caught part of the cold war kids and the figurines. Having heard a lot of hype on the Tapes n' Tapes live show and loving the record, The Loon, we were psyched. And they were good, very good- but the recording is way better. (Some of their songs are available on their website for download if you are curious)There is such nuance in the record, in the way it's recorded and the loud/soft instrumentation, that is difficult to get the whole package across live. Their encore was the shit though. One could say - heard it all before - but really you haven't. It's a hybrid of styles and just poetic, goofy, and edgy enough to come across as art. At least to me.
The Figurines, we decided after 4 songs, kind of suck. Repetitive and sort of cheesy. They are Dutch. The Cold War Kids seemed potentially good. If you like Modest Mouse. I wish I felt more up for describing the show and the bands and all that but I do not. Maybe Arthur will provide some of this.
Being at the show last night my head was swimming, with the music and the pure luck I have in life that I can go to things like this. Sometimes you have those moments, you know, when you look around & see that people are still supportive of art(in whatever form) and still up for it. Not everyone just sits around watching the boob tube suckling their hot pockets. Not everyone is just chumping it making money money money and driving the SUV to the suburbs. It is inspiring, even if it was an all male line-up, to be out. And then to return to the hood and wonder at the kind of crazy mishmash lifestyle that is carved out.
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i should clarify that we saw exactly one song of the cold war kids, but based on the one song I have a feeling they win over the Dutch band. I will need to investigate this further though.
Ugh rereading, I don't mean to congratulate myself on going out to a show, puhlease. What I mean is that it inspires me to see people still going for it with their little bands, touring the states and kicking ass. and that people still come out in support of it. yes, this band was on pitchforkmedia, there is a buzz, but not a HUGE buzz yet but still the crowd turns up. It just makes me happy to see that other people care about this stuff like I do and show up and spend the cash for the ticket. I don't know where I am going with this...
gotta go to the contortion chamber now.
fb, beautiful post... you're right, there are reasons that we're all here. We went to the Continental tonight to see a friend's band -- we've seen them a million times, always the same crowd of friends at their shows, loyal and convivial and sweet. So accessible, so easy to have an actual life here.
Thanks for the musix recommendations! will definitely check out Tapes n' Tapes.
i was just attacked by my own cat in the yard. he freaked when an alley cat jumped in and then out. the call of the dying psycho. arm is ripped to shreds. i am sensing a pattern here. the career as cat whisperer is out.
i will be needed a hawk glove, net, hockey puck and mask, perhaps pepper spray.
oh god FB, horrible! coincidence? or proof of the existence of The Beast?
my kitty went permanently nuts when she met another cat... they do not mix well, no no.
ski gloves work for the wrangling, btw. I have a slightly shredded pair you can borry if ya want.
i am going to have a small glass of bourbon now to calm my cat scratch fever part 2. UGH.
And Sloth, we are lucky to be here with the people who care. I have to continually remind self of point of life. you know? what is your friend's band that played called? just curious....
sloth, it was not good out there. not at all. I used a red towel to try and capture him but it ended up as more of a bull fighting scenario. Got him inside and now he is fine. ? pea brains. Not sure I will be letting him out in the near future. ski gloves are a great idea!
It's called Redirected Aggression. Not the band, the cat misbehavior.
The band is called Lesion. As in:
http://www.lesionallevil.com
and little slothy was in a movie they showed tonight, a bit part, as they say. Called "The Escential Stink."
FB, good luck with kitty. May the insanity be short-lived, and may she rule the yard forever.
sorry, "he."
I am sorry you are putting aside the cat whispering FB. It sounded promising. Maybe this is because you are a rookie whisperer. The cats, they don't know what to do with all of it. It is new to them. They are still reactive. Be patient.
I think you need to start biting back FB. It's not like cats can learn from a training video illustrating the consequences of biting that taunting humans can lead to untimely death or maiming. I say sink them chompers in for a little pay-back-snack.
i am miserable.
I like this music FB--thanks. Did you also mention hot pockets in this post??? mmmmmm
I am getting ready for the shack attck this a.m. I am gathering up some music and I am thinking of you.
hi martin, i hope the miserables have lessened. that is no good.
pd, i am off to the shack today too. Trying to feel like this is useful. I feel like i should be spending my day looking for a new job. but i don't want to.
cheers to the relics!
hi bb! i will not be able to compete with your dance moves and will be shamed...i just know it. I have to go now. arthur's parents are coming today and I have to chaperone them in the hood for a bit. sigh.
i'm better now, thanks fairy. i had a bad attack of the jealousies and self-pity.
today is a brand new day!
hey kids:
http://www.bigapplebbq.org/
yum.
Slothers! What a find. Meats for all.
FB - get ready for an "if your thinking of living in" on none other than bushwick in tomorrows sunday times real estate sector! hilarious. im out on LI at my parents house dogsitting for the weekend. they get the paper delivered and most of sundays comes today on sat for some reason..
oh that was from me, Gina M., out on LI on the moms computer
what is with the times and bushwick anyway? Are the realtors and developers bribing the times to have them promote the area? I read the article, and while there may be some truth to it and I guess I should be happy to have the press it's pretty rosy. And it's not all that. As you know if you read the blog or ever talk to me...
This is the greatest post. Its totally uplifting. Just what I need because I feel so cynical right now.
Sorry for the rest of this comment:
I don't know what happened, I felt great coming back from vacation but made the mistake of going to Chelsea to show my brother my show on Saturday. No one was in the gallery, the staff pretty much ignored us, someone stuck their head in the door but wouldn't commit their whole body, instant depression. My romance with painting is flatlining and my PTSD is getting worse day by day. I feel disatisfied with the work, like I just had a good opportunity and blew it. I don't know what would satisfy me. Sunday I went to the Met, a tower or Kara Walker catalogues featured in the bookstore crushed my soul into a fine powder. I suspect I put too much emotional stock into showing my work, thinking this is what makes me happy. It's not. Maybe
it's time for Prozac® and gimlets.
I'm sorry I'm totally off topic and indulging myself. NO NEED to respond.
there is a TOTAL need to respond and here it is:
Many painters and artists (including myself) that I have talked to absolutely LOVE your show. Knocked their socks off loved. Really.
But I totally understand your feelings and it sucks that you had to be in the gallery when a dumb chump got noncommital and the gallery staff were being weird, etc. I felt like a total failure after my show. Like i really messed up, missed a big opportunity, etc etc. Why does it always feel that way? I dunno. The romance with painting will return. I know it. Have a cocktail. That's the temporary cure until the world returns into balance I think.
Corny--I will make you the best cocktail ever. One that will knock you senseless and you will awaken refreshed, with brush in hand--ready to take on the world.
Alls I can say is I've seen the show 4 times and each time I've found another reason to love the work. I have taken non-artist friends and artist friends and have heard a resounding "Fuck Yeah" each time. And did I ever tell you how much I love the golden ochre "infinity" swoop on the upper left hand side of the big painting???
FB: Have I lost you forever with the Clap dance? Sorry, I am losing my mind at the beige.
Oh, and Corns...I had a stranger to my studio last week who noticed your bumpersticker on my door--she laughed and when I told her it was yours she just had to comment on how much she loved your show.
Corns, you are doing a number on yourself! which is a normal -- actually the traditional -- reaction to having a show up. I second, er, third the crocktail suggestion.
The person who didn't go into the gallery was probably looking for Privilege, A Gentlemen's Cabaret. I am sure of it, in fact.
The romance will return, corns. Promise.
pd, you have not lost me. i have lost all cleverness skillz today so I am posting stupid stuff and then deciding to pass. my mind is filled with peaches n' cream filled candies.
um. I got Marshmallow Fluff®, fb...
I got nothing. I am craving pudding and I ain't got none. So I am drinking a limonata--just not doing the trick.
Oh god, I'm sorry. Wow. I just let it rip. I guess this is normal. Having a forum of friends to complain to is bringing out these little seizures, in the past I think I've just ignored these feelings or doused them. I used to largley ignore the art scene, it's a double edge sword being engaged in the world around you.
Thanks Fb, I really wasn't tring to fish for a complement, I don't know why it has to always be this way. It's the equal parts punishment for pleasure equation.
Thanks Pd, I know I'll feel excited again at some point when I get rolling again, which is unimaginable right now but enevitable I guess.
Sloths, I'm glad I'm holding up a tradition. I like the idea of being part of a legacy of artists throughout history who feel shitty while their show is up. I like picturing Alice Neel or William De Kooning moping around their studio.
Love to you Corns...just because.
I'm off to the bar. I'll try ordering a drink that uses Fluff® in your honor Sloths.
hey fluffer-nutter, I mean Corns.
I was a committal gallery vistor on Saturday and I was blown away. My only regret is that I waited until the last day to look. . .there is so much in your big relic that I think one viewing wasn't enough even though I stood there like a mad woman hours trying to devour.
for hours is what I meant. I stood like a mad woman for hours on end is what I really meant and what I really really meant was that I dug your sh*t.
That's all I'm sayin'.
corny, have you seen this? he saw your show four times.
http://futuremodern.blogspot.com/2006/06/nicole-eisenman-at-leo-konig.html
i never got my bumper sticker.
Corny I must concur with the general opinion that even though you may not feel it, we all know and understand that you are a genius. True. I was dazzled the first time I saw your paintings in the studio and at the show it was even better. Just saying. I feel there is more to say but it is quite late. I love you guys. It is fun to love people through the computer at 2 a.m. We are eachothers' fan club, I think. For this I am grateful. I shutty uppy now.
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