This post was supposed to have been ready last night, in order to persuade you to go to Beat Research featuring Big Digits. Damn. To wit:
1. Nick Catchdubs gives "Boston Bounce" some shine in this month's Fader. Due to magazine long-lead time, presumably, no mention of the M.I.A. connection, which wasn't yet in place when Nick came up to interview DJ C, DJ Flack, and Wayne and Wax.
From the top: Wes from Some Girls face to face with dervish-y mosh boy; Steve from Breather Resist gets his cellphone-picture took (that's a good look!); the next two pix are of the guitarists for Daughters; and then the last one is where our photographer, first-rate bro Matt Teuten, got caught up in the Some Girls pit and had to shoot his way out.
1. Yes, if you must know, Karen O went scream-for-scream with former Give Up the Ghost frontman Wes Eisold on the title track of his spazz/grind supergroup SOME GIRLS latest EP, The DNA Will Have Its Say (ThreeOneG). "When we did vocals, I threw up on a couch and passed out," Eisold recalled, "so I don't even remember it too well."
In lieu of posting their usual monthly mix, Certified Bananas took their crates over to Lemon-Red's mix series, thereby uniting three of our favorite people in a common enterprise. And this shit does not disappoint. Everyone seems to have their fave parts, but for us it's the way P. Nice and the Audiovandal took the Boston Bounce riddim and ran with it: there's this routine that starts with Freak Nasty's "Da Dip" -- one of those holy-shit moments of reclamation that only DJs can get away with -- and cycles through Janet Jackson, DJ C's M.
If you read the Fader, you're aware that Mr. Andrew Wilkes-Krier no longer looks the way he does in the above photo. He now looks sort of like late-period Mike Patton: slicked-back hair, innocuous yet sleazy polyester office uniform in beige, wristwatch. We will be anxiously Flickr-ing all weekend in search of pix from his first official comeback gig.
A year ago this month, Anal Cunt frontman Seth Putnam went to a friend's place for a birthday party. Cake and ice cream were not on the menu. In the course of an evening, Seth consumed $200 worth of crack cocaine, an untraceable amount of heroin, and at least a fifth of whiskey, while consorting with a crowd that included pimps, prostitutes, and at least one convicted armed robber.
Better late than never. Our lives are officially over:
The official word: top-shelf model is 60 gig monster that'll hold up to 15,000 songs or 150 hours of video, which it plays on a 2.5-inch screen, and also docks via cable to your television. Content-wise, initial rollout of 2000 music videos through iTunes, plus commercial-free TV shows will roll out from ABC/Disney that day after they air.
We know it's a little early, and the department stores only started bringing out the fake pine trees last week. But OTD has been good people this year. We've brought lots of mp3s (and even concert tickets!) to the needy. Now please throw us some fucking weight . . .
1. Not long ago, it suddenly dawned on us: "Hey, aren't we the media sponsor for this Museum of Fine Arts concert series? The one with Black Dice, Magnolia Electric Co, the Books, and Four Tet? The one that's got the indie nerds going nuts?" "Uh, yeah, I guess." "Do we have a guest list?" "Probably. Why?" "Couldn't we just snarf the guest list and give it away to our friends?" "Yes, but that would be stealing."
As previously reportedanddiscussedat length, "Galang" is now a Honda commercial. Now streaming: from the Interscope site?! Which just goes to show: car commercials are the new MTV. (Speaking of which, MTV2 is now basic cable in our crib. We were totally psyched for the first three days.
An army of short skirts, fishnetted legs, tattooed arms and black-lined eyes: the Boston Derby Dames (all-girl, flat-track roller derby bad-assness) had their way with Great Scott last night. In attempt to inspire awareness, funds, and new recruits, the Boston roller derby league, who recently declared their independence from their Providence sisters, brought together bands, batons, costumes, dancing, and even derby related movies on the big TV screen.