forgive me, it's been a while.

Happy late Memz day! Summer is unofficially here, and I rang it in with buds over the weekend at a friend's cabin in the beautifully secluded town of Tunbridge, located in central Vermont. There was a nice little group of Bennington galpals mixed in with Ivy's cute local dude friends. Lots of beer, bovines, bonfires, BBQ, beef jerky... You get the picture. There was no cell phone service or internet. It was quite an interesting little break from civilization.
And on Sunday I borrowed Ivy's father's enormo pickup truck and drove down to visit Bennington for a few hours. Spent some time with Blake and his roommate/life partner Ineshke, the token Sri Lankan student/campus terrorist. It felt so good to be back in that place, though I smoked about a dozen cigarettes on the way there and drove about 2 hours out of the way all the way to Woodstock, VT. Partly because I was nervous, partly because I was enjoying the road trip and cardancing THAT much.

oooeeeooo, killer tofu!

The Beets @ The Bell House, Wednesday 05/18/09

i'm givin' her all she's got, cap'n!

Star Trek at the IMAX Atlantic City (in the Tropicana Casino) was a really inTENSE experience. I spent most of it with fists clenched, blood pulsing in my ears, totally aware of my elevated heart rate. The photo above was taken - slyly, I might add - from my seat in the middle of the theater, about 50 feet away from the screen. So that says something about how gianormous the fuggin' thing was. A viewer, unless comfortably seated in the back of the theater, must move one's head back and forth in order to follow the action around the screen. I suppose for some people this allows the viewer to be more fully immersed in the realm of the movie.

For me, it equals hypertension and neck pain. But maybe I should have seen the Jim-Carrey-narrated under-the-sea flick, gotten a lollipop, and just sucked it up instead. The dude who played young sexy Spock definitely looked hot x 1,000, though, once magnified to the IMAX degree. (I wish I could say the same for hottie young Kirk, whose every zit pimple wart and scar were all up in everyone's faces.) Too bad they had to CGI out Spocky's inability to really tackle the role.

Or worse, too bad he dates Veronica Mars.

i'm piggin' up good vibesss.

This is how I feel today.

"She's Goin' Bald" came on my last.fm, spurring me to start reading Brian Wilson's wikipedia page, and I realized what kindred spirits we are, what with the the shared affinity for both cocaine binges and overeating. And just generally isolating and alienating ourselves from others whom we love. Hmmm not funny anymore. Someone intervene, please, once I hit the 300lbs mark.

Apparently he named the Beach Boys album "Pet Sounds" after Phil Spector, using his initials to allude to the musician's influence on their sound. And the title's meaning comes from the songs that made the album were his faves, or his "pets." So that's pretty rad. They shot the album photograph at the San Diego zoo in 1966. I love this one:

my grandpop fell on his face, just like i used to.

Sunday I biked around NJ and hung out with my Momma for Momma's Day, but my Grandpop fell down some stairs and now I gotta go to Cape May for the weekend to be with the familee.This was in my neighbor's yard.

in that case, i'll have a rum and coca-cola.

"Different Class," Britpop band Pulp's arguably most smashinest hit album, has crawled out of the 90's and back into my iPod. I guess this started that night at Glasslands for the Suckers release party when Common People came on and Nick started belting out the refrain with a fervent passion the likes of which has never been seen! At least not outside of an Evangelical church mass. There needs to be a good remix of that song, and I can't seem to find one anywhere. Nick's live version can't be beat, anyway.

So I skipped my buddies Real Estate's show at Public Assembly Thursday to... sit at home and watch Samantha Who! Nahhh, I'm just messin' - I don't even watch that show! Much. I don't watch that show... much. Whatever. I went out with a bunch of buds to the Bwick Country Club and Art Land and Black Betty (which was a hot mess of a trashface dance party), Huckleberry and back to Bushwick CC. Friday at the office was a real fucking dreammm. Ouch. I spent the day commiserating with my cute gay Belgian coworker Fabrice.

But it was RE's last show with Matt for a while, cos he left yesterday to tour (as Ducktails) Europe with Black Dice and then Tomutonttu for a month, which is so rad! Rockstarz... He also had a sweet little Ducktails video come out for "Landrunner" (dir. by Alice Cohen) recently too. Something about the animation seems too familiar to me, but nonetheless the images work really well with the audio. I should really put my money where my mouth is though.

Tonight Real Estate has a show at Santos Party House and Malcolm is going to fill in! So awesome. Not that I can go, cos it's Lena's bday party at Bushwick CC. They also have a show together at the Annex, where (Malcolm's band) Your Nature has a residency this month. Your Nature + Real Estate + Malcolm playing with Bleek??? Hold on a sec, can someone check my pulse? I have to check if I just died... and went to HEAVEN! LOLz. Too much coffee, woo... Oops there's the doorbell. Tess is here, time to make brunch and re-join the world.

Since this whole post ended up being about Real Estate (go figure), here's a track from the Underwater Peoples' Summer Showcase mix that just came out.





<###e

oh, it's such a shame! (04/09 micromix)

oh, it's such a shame!

Last month's mix. Non-stop bangers...

I Know I see I Love I Go - Rainbow Arabia
Taking the Farm - The War on Drugs
Oh It's Such a Shame (Jay Reatard cover) - Deerhunter
Young Heartache - Bullion
River - Akron/Family
I Want You! - Peter Bjorn & John
Love Is a Wave - Crystal Stilts
Boneless - Panda Bear
1901 - Phoenix
Curly Teeth - Micachu and the Shapes
So Bored - Wavves
Sex City - Van She
Beach Queen - Suckers
Snookered - Dan Deacon
Deadbeat Summer - Neon Indian
Atlantic City - Real Estate

<###e