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Supernatural Superbestness

R.E.M.
Madison Square Garden
June 19th


[fotos via workinpana]

Originally we weren’t so hot on R.E.M.’s latest release Accelerate, but a lot can happen in two months with repeated listeningings. The album grew on us at a pace that was as fast and furious as the songs found within. The new tunes are so darn good that they don’t even feel like new tunes. When played live they complement the old ones in a very natural way (good eggzamples: ‘Until The Day is Done’ following ‘One I Love’ and ‘I’m Gonna DJ’ following ‘Orange Crush’). One ditty in particular, ‘Supernatural Superserious’ [d], is such an insta-classic that it was rightly used to kick off an encore than included the (mavis) staples ‘Losing My Religion’, ‘Begin The Begin’, ‘Fall On Me’ and their usual closer ‘Man on the Moon’. There aren’t many bands around today who can continue to be fresh and relevant almost 30 years after they were formed, like R.E.M. (and U2) are. Hopefully they will still be going for another 30 years. Juss imagine how angry a 78 year-old Michael Stipe will be in 2038? Hopefully by then they’ll put another man on the moon


[Musical Minifigs]

full set list, pics and other shaz can be found on The Vegan

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Songs in the Key of Live

Stevie Wonder
Jones Beach
June 18th

Stevie Wonder was high up on our ‘see him before he or we die‘ list (Neil Diamond will get crossed off in 2 months time), and he should be added to yours too, if you haven’t already done so, or created a list for that splatter. Stevie may look and dress like Homer Simpson in a muÊ»umuÊ»u, but who friggin cares when his beyond hamazing voice hasn’t changed a bit since he hit puberty during his early Motown days. The show started off with the ebony ivory tickler talking about two new albums he’s working on, and we thought that would translate into hearing a bunch of crap we didn’t wanna hear, but alasses, that’s not how the night unfolded. Instead, SW1 dug deep into his hefty stomach back catalog and for two straight hours, he tore the roof off the venue that doesn’t have a roof (which only sucks when it rains, like it did last night and delayed the show by an hour). While he rocked such classics like ‘Superstition’, ‘Higher Ground’, ‘Living For The City’ and ‘Master Blaster (Jammin’)’ [d], there juss wasn’t enough time for him to play all the other gem de le menthes. Guess we’ll juss have to put him back on our list, right below Led Zep and above Weird Al Yankovic

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Sweat T-Shirt Contest

how was yer weakend? were you sweatin balls like wees were in Nueva York? a huge middle fingers goes out to anyone claiming they like the summers here cause they blow worse than Rob Schneider as an Arab taxi driver, although the summer means that fooball is juss around the corner. who-ray!

here’s what we did this tweakend
in reverse order

Gnarls Barkley
Fillmore NY at Irving Plaza
June 8th


[mo pics, things, stuff @ BVeegs]

To celebrate the 150th Myspace Secret Show, Gnarls Barkley (with The Battles opening, although we missed that part) got the crowd (including our boy Just Jack) to sweat to their oldies as well as many of the new hot tunes off of their rawkin Odd Couple album. The show was very similar to the last time we caught em 2 years ago, although luckily there was no spandex crotch madness abound. One thing we don’t really understand is why so many people left after ‘Crazy’ was played. First of all, these guys are far from being a one-hit wonder, since all their songs rule the school (hispecially ‘Going On’), and secondly, that song has reached a ‘Stairway To Heaven’ level of overplayednessness that it’s not even fun to listen to anymo. Even if the posers didn’t stick around for the encore to hear ‘Smiley Faces’, we doubt they or anyone for that splatter walked away w/o one

Belmont Stakes
Belmont Park
June 7th

If you’ve never attended a leg (or thigh) of horseracing’s Triple Crown, you owe to yerself to do so. We’ve only been to the Belmont Stakes, but once visited Churchill Downs, and it’s an amazing place, even without all the derby derbs shiz goings on. Belmont Park isn’t as glamorous (read: it’s a dump hole), but we dare anyone not to enjoy a day at the races, herspecially when a horse has a shot to become the first Triple Crown winner since Affirmed affirmed it up back in 1978. Well, so much for that Big Brown (read BB’s private journal here), whose new nickname is Big Boo, which is also our nickname for the NY Football Giants. Anywhozitz, here’s some snice pics we found on flickrrrr since our camera blows worse than Rob Schneider in any movie

Reprise
Writer’s Blockbuster
Trailers & Mo


Reprise is like the Norwegian equivalent of Run Lola Run or Trainspotting, with a crew of good looking cats trying to figure out what life’s all about, a hip poster and soundtrack (Joy Division and Le Tigre), and a certain raw energy and style that only seems to exist in modern European cinema, but peas don’t expect a non-stop frantic pace or the outright beyond bestness of either (we mean, c’mon, those were easily two of the grrrrrreatestest films of the 90s!). While Lola and Tspot dealt with crime and punishment of ones body, Reprise centers on two aspiring BFF writers (eggsalad work from both of the leads, Anders Danielsen Lie and Espen Klouman-Høiner), who have their share of ups and mainly downs on the path of fulfilling their literary dreams. This is a gem of a film that makes a fine alternative to all the superheroes and horsefaces currently clogging multiplexes nationwide

She Gives Us Norwegian Wood: all hail Viktoria Winge, who plays the long suffering, moon-faced g-friend of one of the writers


[click above for full NSFWness]

Verdictgo: Breast In Show

Reprise is currently playing in limited release

until next thyme the balcony is clothed…

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Air America

The US Air Guitar Championships – NY Regionals
Bowery Ballroom
June 3rd

[mo pics from trixiebedlam]

The Bowery Ballroom is hands and thighs down one of the bestest music venues in the world. We’ve seen many a top notch shows there, big and small (including, but not limited to Blur, The Hives, Amy Winehouse, Keane and even Huey Lewis and The News) , but we haven’t seen anything quite like what went on there last night. The US Air Guitar Championships is criss-crossing the country, searching for that one American with a certain airness that will best represent us at the World Championships in Finland. The the tour kicked off at the B-Ballroom, which happened to be celebrating its 10th anniversary on the very same evening. Hosted by Björn Türoque (that’s ‘byorn to rock’ for those who can’t finger it out) and judged by Daily Show fella Jason Jones, Willie Giest, and two record label dudes, 21 courageous performers, ranging from beyond rawking to beyond awful, took to the stage with nothing but air. The field was then narrowed to five finalists, and the top three finishers were by far the creme de le menthe. Some fatty mcgee calling himself Air To The Throne took the top prize by exposing a thong in his final performance, but he didn’t have the spunk of former US champ Hot Lixx Hulahan, who swung from a curtain, our our personal flav, Shreddy Mercury, whose wife earlier ‘wooed’ the judges in a salacious way to get her man a higher score, which got the crowd to chant ‘Shreddy’s Wife’ over and over. If that’s not love, then let Mola Ram take our heart out

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