On the go, Devils look unbeatable, Giantess killed last night, Caturdays are the best days, the new Yeah Yeahs Yeahs doesn't even have a "Cheated Hearts" let alone a "Maps," but I like it anyway, see you in March, but not before this, dancing in the best of times...
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Circus
On the go, Devils look unbeatable, Giantess killed last night, Caturdays are the best days, the new Yeah Yeahs Yeahs doesn't even have a "Cheated Hearts" let alone a "Maps," but I like it anyway, see you in March, but not before this, dancing in the best of times...
Friday, February 27, 2009
Called out by Puck Daddy of Yahoo
Got a nice shoutout on yesterday's Yahoo Sports' Puck Daddy blog over my punch-the-TV comment regarding Brodeur's MB30 mask. Well, the mask remains, and so does the television -- amazing what a shutout can do for electronics' lifespan. But obviously I was talking ragtime. Geez, if anything I'd scrape off my Devils logo tattoo on my forearm with Kevin Todd's old rusty skateblade. Here's the text and link:
Preview: Colorado Avalanche at New Jersey Devils (7 p.m. EST; TV: ALT, MSG2). What the hell is Marty thinking by wearing his evil injurious voodoo mask instead of going back to the three-Stanley Cup lid? Vanyaland bought a TV for Brodeur's return tonight; now it's getting punched. Thanks, Marty.
For the record, I still hate the MB30 mask, in part because it's promo for his website, and also because the J paintjob was just so damn cool and a staple of those Cup teams. But Brodeur is still the Greatest, so I suppose I need to cut him some slack.
Preview: Colorado Avalanche at New Jersey Devils (7 p.m. EST; TV: ALT, MSG2). What the hell is Marty thinking by wearing his evil injurious voodoo mask instead of going back to the three-Stanley Cup lid? Vanyaland bought a TV for Brodeur's return tonight; now it's getting punched. Thanks, Marty.
For the record, I still hate the MB30 mask, in part because it's promo for his website, and also because the J paintjob was just so damn cool and a staple of those Cup teams. But Brodeur is still the Greatest, so I suppose I need to cut him some slack.
GIANTESS' dance craze tonight at the pill
Ok, back to regular programming, even though I have a blazing case of turbocock after Brodeur's return last night. Good thing, too, as I don't plan on going limp waiting for Boston's new synth-disco kings GIANTESS to throw down at the pill tonight at GS. Jed Gottlieb at the Herald showed the love in today's edition.Doors at 10, band at 11, and don't get there later than that, because this will pack out early. $5/21+
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Brodeur shutout
Not to make this a NJ Devils blog (despite the tagline on the header) but I've been waiting for tonight since Nov. 1: Martin Brodeur stops all 24 shots faced en route to a 4-0 Devils victory.
I had a feeling those 4-2 and 5-3 Ws the past few months would become 4-1 and 4-0 games. Clemmer and Weekes did a solid job holding it down while Brodeur was away, but having Marty in net (I'll deal with the mask, I suppose) elevates us even higher and readies us for the playoffs. The big offensive guns showed up (Parise, Zajac, Langs, Eli) and Brodeur showed little rust, controlling his rebounds and aiding the transition game. It's impossible to not get overly excited for the playoffs come spring. I... am... psyched! 95, 00, 03... ?
I had a feeling those 4-2 and 5-3 Ws the past few months would become 4-1 and 4-0 games. Clemmer and Weekes did a solid job holding it down while Brodeur was away, but having Marty in net (I'll deal with the mask, I suppose) elevates us even higher and readies us for the playoffs. The big offensive guns showed up (Parise, Zajac, Langs, Eli) and Brodeur showed little rust, controlling his rebounds and aiding the transition game. It's impossible to not get overly excited for the playoffs come spring. I... am... psyched! 95, 00, 03... ?
IMDB
Oh shit, I now have my own profile on Internet Movie Data Base. I gotta go edit that shit and get some juicy deets on there.
Randomness: Brodeur, music and television
Some scattered thoughts in a scattered head on a scattered Thursday...
- Devils goalie and future Hall-of-Famer Marty Brodeur returns tonight, and amazingly, we’re not positioned in the draft lottery after he missed four months of games. I can’t believe how this team responded to his injury, especially on offense (credit Parise's career year and Zajac's unreal development), and now Stanley Cup dreams are dancing through my head. But if Brodeur wears that god damn "MB30" mask tonight I’m going to punch the 46-inch LCD television I bought just for this occasion.
- Stefan simply couldn’t win Top Chef, even though he’s maybe the franchise’s greatest overall talent. Maybe he got bored, maybe he got overconfident, maybe he was too perfect as the villainous runner-up, who knows. But he was the best part about TC:NY by an alligator mile, and Hosea makes kittens cry. What a crap finish.
- I just booked these shows for the pill: Black Joe Lewis April 3, the Daily Pravda June 29 and Pretty & Nice July 3.
- Tony from BM LINX recommended I check out NYC post-punk band Freshkills, and “I Know I Know” sounds pretty sweet on the first few listens. Promising shit right here in the Fugazi vein.
- Designer Drugs is at Circus in May, along with Hot Pink Delorean for the dance party’s One Year Anniversary. Mark your calendars, that shit will blow minds.
- I thought it was interesting that when I interviewed Tyson Beckford yesterday to advance next week's Make Me A Supermodel 2 premiere, he responded “no idea” when I asked what season one winner Holly has been up to. So I guess you didn’t make her a supermodel, then? Full story to run in Wednesday’s Herald.
- Former Black Flag guitarist Greg Ginn is playing Charlie’s Kitchen in Harvard Square on March 16. Charlie's. This guy couldn't bring 40 people to PAs or some shit?
- No Doubt is touring again and playing Mohegan Sun Casino on June 24. Somehow, I’m not terribly bothered by this, and if tickets cost less than $67.50 I might hit it up. Ok, not really, but I support a music world with No Doubt in it.
- I hate the Real Housewives of New York City. Like, a lot.
- Devils goalie and future Hall-of-Famer Marty Brodeur returns tonight, and amazingly, we’re not positioned in the draft lottery after he missed four months of games. I can’t believe how this team responded to his injury, especially on offense (credit Parise's career year and Zajac's unreal development), and now Stanley Cup dreams are dancing through my head. But if Brodeur wears that god damn "MB30" mask tonight I’m going to punch the 46-inch LCD television I bought just for this occasion. - Stefan simply couldn’t win Top Chef, even though he’s maybe the franchise’s greatest overall talent. Maybe he got bored, maybe he got overconfident, maybe he was too perfect as the villainous runner-up, who knows. But he was the best part about TC:NY by an alligator mile, and Hosea makes kittens cry. What a crap finish.
- I just booked these shows for the pill: Black Joe Lewis April 3, the Daily Pravda June 29 and Pretty & Nice July 3.
- Tony from BM LINX recommended I check out NYC post-punk band Freshkills, and “I Know I Know” sounds pretty sweet on the first few listens. Promising shit right here in the Fugazi vein. - Designer Drugs is at Circus in May, along with Hot Pink Delorean for the dance party’s One Year Anniversary. Mark your calendars, that shit will blow minds.
- I thought it was interesting that when I interviewed Tyson Beckford yesterday to advance next week's Make Me A Supermodel 2 premiere, he responded “no idea” when I asked what season one winner Holly has been up to. So I guess you didn’t make her a supermodel, then? Full story to run in Wednesday’s Herald.
- Former Black Flag guitarist Greg Ginn is playing Charlie’s Kitchen in Harvard Square on March 16. Charlie's. This guy couldn't bring 40 people to PAs or some shit?
- No Doubt is touring again and playing Mohegan Sun Casino on June 24. Somehow, I’m not terribly bothered by this, and if tickets cost less than $67.50 I might hit it up. Ok, not really, but I support a music world with No Doubt in it.
- I hate the Real Housewives of New York City. Like, a lot.
Get Televandals to SXSW
The fine lads in Televandals are up for a spot at SXSW, but only with the people's vote. There's a few dozen bands in the running for this prize, courtesy of something called Platform 1 or whatever, and most bands listed look like bigger chumps than Hosea from Top Chef (WTF City). So let's vote Televandals in, let's also get them that Best Rock Band nod in the Phoenix poll. We'll then all party at their April 17 pill show like nobody's bidness. Cast your SXSW vote here, and to make shit all official, here's word from Televandal J Restless:
We are currently in competition to play the prestigious South By Southwest Festival in Austin, Texas this March. Again, we need your vote so we can be selected to play as part of the Festival's Emerging Artist Showcase.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Amanda Palmer banned in the UK!
Outside of filming a 6-year-old doing Kittens Inspired By Kittens, what's the fastest way to get 100,000 views on YouTube? Have Britain ban your video, of course! 
That's the recent good furtune of half-Dresden Doll Amanda Palmer, as the UK has banned her "Oasis" video for "mak(ing) light of rape, religion and abortion." Surely writing to Oasis in 2009 is reason enough for banishment! I mean, did you hear the second half of "Dig Out Your Soul"? Made "Little James" seem like Def Maybe era!
Palmer, who I confess to being a huge fan of from the moment I saw the Dolls' second or third show ever at the Lizard Lounge around 2002, defended her autographical lyrics about a teen girl in denial/distress by saying: "When you cannot joke about the darkness of life, that's when the darkness takes over." Frealz, yo! (Even the Huffington Post jumped onthis schizz)
Here's the vid:
That's the recent good furtune of half-Dresden Doll Amanda Palmer, as the UK has banned her "Oasis" video for "mak(ing) light of rape, religion and abortion." Surely writing to Oasis in 2009 is reason enough for banishment! I mean, did you hear the second half of "Dig Out Your Soul"? Made "Little James" seem like Def Maybe era!
Palmer, who I confess to being a huge fan of from the moment I saw the Dolls' second or third show ever at the Lizard Lounge around 2002, defended her autographical lyrics about a teen girl in denial/distress by saying: "When you cannot joke about the darkness of life, that's when the darkness takes over." Frealz, yo! (Even the Huffington Post jumped onthis schizz)
Here's the vid:
New Le Castle Vania jam
(Edit: lolz at me for the name gaffe) Mad busy today, but there's a fresh new Le Castle Vania jam up on Dylan's MySpace called "Back Up In This." Don't know much about it other than it's a sumo banger collab with Designer Drugs and Computer Club, and chances are you'll hear it in LA next week at THIS:
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Faith No More to reunite!!!
Holy fuck! Pitchfork is reporting that Tripwire is reporting that Faith No More will reunite (sans guitarist Jim Martin) for a few European shows later this year. Everyone from me to the guy with "The Real Thing" flame-drip tattoo behind the Subway counter rejoice!
I consider "The Real Thing" a part of my Album Troika that set the tone for the 1990s (along with Jane's "Ritual de lo Habitual" and Nine Inch Nails' "Pretty Hate Machine") and it remains one of my fav discs (check the extended rap on the title track). I got into FNM at a very early age, loved everything from "As The Worm Turns" to the Brixton Academy live tape and vividly remember seeing them at age 14 at Roseland NYC for the "King For a Day Fool For a Lifetime" tour, which blew my pretty little metal-loving mind. "Angel Dust" sounds like it could have come out yesterday, and "The Real Thing," while now pretty dated, was so different from anything in 1989's ready-to-burst bubble of rock. Faith No More also don't get nearly enough credit for bringing rap into rock, even though that was just one small layer of their sound. It spawned legions of horrific copycats, but that ain't their problem.
I'd pay top dollar to see this band live again. Awesome fucking news.
I consider "The Real Thing" a part of my Album Troika that set the tone for the 1990s (along with Jane's "Ritual de lo Habitual" and Nine Inch Nails' "Pretty Hate Machine") and it remains one of my fav discs (check the extended rap on the title track). I got into FNM at a very early age, loved everything from "As The Worm Turns" to the Brixton Academy live tape and vividly remember seeing them at age 14 at Roseland NYC for the "King For a Day Fool For a Lifetime" tour, which blew my pretty little metal-loving mind. "Angel Dust" sounds like it could have come out yesterday, and "The Real Thing," while now pretty dated, was so different from anything in 1989's ready-to-burst bubble of rock. Faith No More also don't get nearly enough credit for bringing rap into rock, even though that was just one small layer of their sound. It spawned legions of horrific copycats, but that ain't their problem. I'd pay top dollar to see this band live again. Awesome fucking news.
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