there goes the neighborhood.
booka shade - the bird and the beats at the window
didn't do anything this weekend that even came close to the silliness that went down last weekend at the dfa party at studio b.
yacht came out first to warm up the crowd.
dude killed it.
but from the first second that james murphy et. al stepped onto the stage, they owned the place. studio b usually ends up as a good night, but the crowd simply erupted for lcd.
i left the show with my disco yearning satiated, and every single article of clothing drenched in sweat.
lcd soundsystem - tribulations (tiga remix)
then we got a fish last sunday:
his name is "scraps"
the unicorns - sea ghost
on tuesday night, headed to the ghostface / spank rock show at the new highline ballroom. won giggled like a schoolgirl he was so excited to see ghost
pretty good party, catchdubs kept it on lock for the first part of the night. lil' mama was surprisingly good. john brown got booed off stage. then ghostface did a too-short set, but brought out THE FUCKING RZA to throw down a few verses. rad as hell.
wu tang - older gods
at 11:40 PM
i'm reading rant, the new chuck palahniuk book. while it's an entertaining read, i can't help but feel that it's something of a sloppy ripoff of burrough's place of dead roads. even down to the repeated descriptions of overpowering stenches and lips constantly "peeling back" over teeth. still one of my favorite creepy turns of a phrase...
the vaselines - molly's lips
how fucking cool is this car? mcqueen's 250gt? come on. come. on.
deerhoof - my diamond star car
at 8:43 PM