Christmas 2008 in Brooklyn.
Remember when 8 balls were cool? Like, on shirts, and people had 8-ball tattoos and thought that drawing an 8-ball with perfect shading made you awesome?
It's still cool up here.
As well as wearing Looney Tunes shirts. Grown men wearing shirts with Sylvester and graffiti tagged writing at the bottom that says "Bad Cattitude."
Still hot.
Free Williamsburg released there top 25 records of 2007. I'll review them myself.
25. LCD Soundsystem: Sounds of Silver
Dance dance dance music. Where shoes with no socks and ironic t-shirts while trying to bring back the hustle. Oh yeah, hate that you live in Brooklyn, but tell everyone it's the best.
24. Pole- Steingarten
Glitchy dance electronic music. Shave only one side of your head and think about Germany.
23. Phosphorescent- Pride
Along the lines of Will Oldham's alterna-country-rock-depressing-whatever style of music.
22. The Cave Singers- Invitation Songs
No fucking clue. I don't want to know.
21. Deerhoof- Friend Opportunity
I treat Deerhoof like the The Moldy Peaches, like, cool for a second. This album was actually good though. Cheers Williamsburg.
20. Bon Iver- For Emma,Forever Ago- Oh, you shop at that store on the LES too? I paid $80 for this t-shirt that says "glitterfarts." Don't copy me.
19. The Besnard Lakes - Are the Dark Horse- I've always liked The Besnard Lakes. I bought their first album Vol. 1 back in Denton. Yeah I'm that guy that's only heard of them.
18. Papercuts - Can't Go Back- No. Got deleted from my itunes last night actually.
17. Liars - Liars- Fuck yeah. You can't go wrong with Liars. Never ever ever. Fuck yeah. Never.
16. Black Lips - Good Bad Not Evil- I really enjoy Black Lips. Go to youtube and watch their video of the time they spent in Mexico. Jared Swilley's mustache goes a looong way.
15. Iron & Wine - The Shepherd's Dog- I got tired of Iron and Wine after "he" covered The Postal Service's Such Great Heights. Yeah. It's over. Finish with your experimental phase and become the Capt. Beefheart of our generation.
14. Okkervil River - The Stage Names- Great guys. Seeing them at Andy's was great because I snuck in. Sorry, I enjoy the music, but not to pay an $8 cover charge.
13. Explosions in the Sky - All of a Sudden I Miss Everyone- Yeah. It's good.
12. Apples in Stereo - New Magnetic Wonder- Always a fun time with Elephant Six bands. Does anyone else remember seeing Jeff Mangum at that house party on Oak? It was awesome.
11. Wu Tang Clan - 8 Diagrams- So my roommates have been blasting this album nonstop for days. Yes. Listen to the track they do with George Clinton. And to put ODB on the background in like, a viking burial!?
10. Various Artists - After Dark- Glass Candy is awesome.
The rest suck. Except for Band of Horses.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
New York: A Third Rate Babylon
St. Martins To Union Square. Union Square to Madison Square Garden. Madison Square Garden to Chelsea. Chelsea back to Union Square. Union Square back to St. Martins.
Christmas Shopping is 75% complete.
Peoples Improv Theater has proved another stage rival to that of Rubber Gloves where those nerds, who instead of standing with arms crossed and cheap beer at there feet glare ahead of them, actually enjoy the comedy.
Comedy nerds are a lot like music nerds: they listen to it first and laugh, then again they listen and think about why it's funny, and the last stage, critique their life, think how they're never going to be as funny and subsequently go back to their normal jobs and think about Bill Murray.
The crowd is usually full of people there to perform as well, with a few onlookers who just like to watch improv. Some of it's great, some of it's lame, but everyone ends up getting drunk together and laughing anyway. Giving false hope to those who aren't funny- God I hope so. We all need something to float our boats.
Reading Thomas Merton's The Seven Storey Mountain. He was the writer who left his life of playboy decadence and became a Trappist Monk in Kentucky. I wrote on Thomas Merton's essay No Man Is An Island
where I had a a diagram of Hawaii stapled to the back. I got a C+= the writing was great but I failed to understand the material.
Now I'm watching a documentary of St. Francis Xavier.
It's getting Monk-y around here.
Christmas Shopping is 75% complete.
Peoples Improv Theater has proved another stage rival to that of Rubber Gloves where those nerds, who instead of standing with arms crossed and cheap beer at there feet glare ahead of them, actually enjoy the comedy.
Comedy nerds are a lot like music nerds: they listen to it first and laugh, then again they listen and think about why it's funny, and the last stage, critique their life, think how they're never going to be as funny and subsequently go back to their normal jobs and think about Bill Murray.
The crowd is usually full of people there to perform as well, with a few onlookers who just like to watch improv. Some of it's great, some of it's lame, but everyone ends up getting drunk together and laughing anyway. Giving false hope to those who aren't funny- God I hope so. We all need something to float our boats.
Reading Thomas Merton's The Seven Storey Mountain. He was the writer who left his life of playboy decadence and became a Trappist Monk in Kentucky. I wrote on Thomas Merton's essay No Man Is An Island
where I had a a diagram of Hawaii stapled to the back. I got a C+= the writing was great but I failed to understand the material.
Now I'm watching a documentary of St. Francis Xavier.
It's getting Monk-y around here.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
You kill me and I'll see that you never work in this town again.
You're day will come in peace.
It's... Saturday. I only have two days off a week- Wednesday and Saturday- and I find that on these days, like the days I work, I have to get up early so I can jam pack my entire day doing things I need to do. Here time is everything.
I've recently felt the pangs of addiction with the sudden and harsh realization that there is not a single spot in the NYC area (including New Jersey) that serves Shiner. It was swift and alarming, and I found myself searching for tickets on a Chinese bus (notorious for turning over, catching fire, but with reasonably cheap seat fare) to Philadelphia, where a bar somewhere has it on tap. I have designs.
Saturday- I've been drunk since 11am, which isn't uncommon when you're brewing beer with your girlfriend. The glass bottles (the size of pony kegs) sit in the living room, fermenting. There is nothing like the smell of fermenting hops when you open the door, nothing like it. They sit and they stir and wait to be bottled. It will be a great day when they finally get to be poured into the many bottles we've (I've) accumulated with my constant drinking.
On another note: I've joined an Improv team that performs at the People's Improv Theatre on 29th street between 6th ave. and 7th. ave. Comedy galore. I haven't yet perfected my 8 minutes of stand up, and found myself rather enjoying the haphazard and racing feel of improv.
Fuck Brian for not calling me about Zack Galifianakis.
It's... Saturday. I only have two days off a week- Wednesday and Saturday- and I find that on these days, like the days I work, I have to get up early so I can jam pack my entire day doing things I need to do. Here time is everything.
I've recently felt the pangs of addiction with the sudden and harsh realization that there is not a single spot in the NYC area (including New Jersey) that serves Shiner. It was swift and alarming, and I found myself searching for tickets on a Chinese bus (notorious for turning over, catching fire, but with reasonably cheap seat fare) to Philadelphia, where a bar somewhere has it on tap. I have designs.
Saturday- I've been drunk since 11am, which isn't uncommon when you're brewing beer with your girlfriend. The glass bottles (the size of pony kegs) sit in the living room, fermenting. There is nothing like the smell of fermenting hops when you open the door, nothing like it. They sit and they stir and wait to be bottled. It will be a great day when they finally get to be poured into the many bottles we've (I've) accumulated with my constant drinking.
On another note: I've joined an Improv team that performs at the People's Improv Theatre on 29th street between 6th ave. and 7th. ave. Comedy galore. I haven't yet perfected my 8 minutes of stand up, and found myself rather enjoying the haphazard and racing feel of improv.
Fuck Brian for not calling me about Zack Galifianakis.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Most people have strange thoughts, but they rationalize them.
Things my neighborhood doesn't have:
Cooking scales
Thermometers
Bags of ice that don't stick together in the freezer
working anything
Things my neighborhood does have:
Puerto Ricans
Broken-down Minivans
Loud music
Bushburg (cheap affordable housing for hipsters?)
Large, sweaty everything
Cooking scales
Thermometers
Bags of ice that don't stick together in the freezer
working anything
Things my neighborhood does have:
Puerto Ricans
Broken-down Minivans
Loud music
Bushburg (cheap affordable housing for hipsters?)
Large, sweaty everything
Sunday, December 02, 2007
He woke up with egg on his face.
So, I think I committed my first New York sin last night and threw up on the train. The MTA workers were pissed, even after I offered to clean it up. A girl slipped in it with her Ugg boots though.
Snow for the first time today. I'm a bit weary of going out into it.
Snow for the first time today. I'm a bit weary of going out into it.
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