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...but I never wrote about it. I spent about $400 that weekend partying, even though the 15 shows Nick and I saw were covered by my cheap-as-shit $45 all-access handy dandy badge pass. The highlights included Bishop Allen at Studio B, Bill Callahan at Music Hall of Williamsburg, and The Dodos show at Studio B (horribly scheduled for Sunday at 5pm). Though apparently the L Mag people had problems with the Dodos show, their set has since rejuvenated my love for Visiter - it is playing full blast in my living room at the moment - and has heightened my anticipation for the next release.
Here a few pics of pretty terrible quality, cos well why the fuck not??
Brightblack Morning Light @ Studio B - This lady on the keys rocked it so hard. She was super possessed and in the moment. Her flailing, jerky head movements were mesmerizing.
Bishop Allen @ Studio B - Again the female band member (on bells this time), Heather, stole the show for me. She sang lead for a few songs and broke every heart in the room. Justin Rice was fun and energetic, despite looking a bit haggard and as though he hadn't shaved or slept in a few.
Sisters @ Public Assembly - Although Nick and I caught this on a fluke, leaving the Tallest Man on Earth at MHOW and grabbing a drink before These Are Powers @ Death By Audio (who played there with Real Estate<###),
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 Dieg
o zoo in 1966. I love this one:
Brightblack Morning Light @ Studio B - This lady on the keys rocked it so hard. She was super possessed and in the moment. Her flailing, jerky head movements were mesmerizing.
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