I’m seething with regret and anger that I skipped The Coathangers/Bush Tetras for what / / / I can’t remember because Bush Tetras seem to play every other week and I was kinda unenthusiastic about going to shows back then ? - well, there were so many options in my hand. The Coathangers are cute as fuck ! and their new album is really good. Biding my time, I won’t forget to hang my coat (perhaps I should wait until this Fall/Winter – The Coat season ?) again.
Kent 285 is the shittest sounding NYC venue so far. This video flatters the venue. Real Estate kinda trumped that setback last Thursday but the other bands couldn’t. The audience was so young. Todd P looked totally out of the youthful DIY league, emitting the ambiance of an unfunny Bill Murray – BTW, Has Bill Murray ever been funny?
Noveller/Unfact/U.S. Girls tonight
I’m still looking at you out of the corner of my eyes. You’re impenetrable, inhumanly impervious to all my cooing and wooing. I’m dreaming about gutting your concrete lovelessness and being reborn a twitching bacterial cog of your dinosaurian dynamo. It’s not because I’m itching to work in your stiff, uncaring bosom but because you are a high-maintenance cock-teaser. You’re white girls with jean shorts. You’re a heavenly peep show whose unwitting protagonists are scrambling to exit from the jerky stage of my paramount yen leaving a stinging sensation of earthly evanescence in my misty pupils. You’re fallen angels. You enabled me to put the flesh on many people who previously existed only on the internet. Some were better looking, some were not. I was lucky to watch Thurston Moore from a distance, although I missed his show. But he wasn’t most affecting. [ ] is. She was a Nico reincarnation. I’m hoping for April March. I read She’s living in NYC. And of course, I wouldn’t talk to her even if she is standing in front of me.
I burst out warm tears listening to this song. I’m depressed even though I’m twisting my muscles to “Fuck The Police”. Now “Gangsta, Gansta.” N.W.A., you’re wrong at least for one thing. It’s all about Salary, because that’s about Reality. I love your music but here’s hoping that I won’t stumble onto any N.W.A in Brooklyn. A lanky snoop doggish black dude taught me how to cancel a “Just Used” metro card the other day. When he touched my card, it felt like a layer of my security peeled away. He was rather coarse but turned out to be a nimble troubleshooter. Pardon me, I lied to you. I smoke. I didn’t say to you that I left my ciggarettes at home by mistake, which was true. I felt the need to spare the words. So don’t holler at me, like, “You lying chink”, if you ever see me smoking around Dekalb station. I’m good. I’m going to quit smoking, not masturbating. Thee Oh Sees@Death By Audio soon.
I like Verlaines. I love this song and music video. They are so White. I need to see some sweet indie pop and intense metal shows. I want to hang out with music nerds ……but how?
whoaa total genius. I don’t need any friend girfriend lay…..I’ve got Four Loko. Better than weed…………………………..sssdddddddddddddddddddddfffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff I’m going to listen to Vibracathedral Orchestra………………….shjit/345efgklsdlk;g;lk haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaasflkjdskljflkkkkkwedlksajlfㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴㄴ놈ㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㅁㄴ리ㅜ아ㅓㅁㅎ;ㅏㅓ’ㄱㅁㅈㄷ5;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;ㄴㅊㅊㅊㅊㅊㅀㅍ;ㅣㅏㅇㄴ러ㅓㅓㅓㅓㅓㅓㅓㅓㅅ베[3598
Royal Trux: Jennifer Herrema and Neil Hagerty
Being in NYC further polarizes my bipolar. I feel very good today. NYC is Great. I love this city and all these good looking people. Is it too greedy of me to expect a scantling of reciprocation? Wookby is back from Las Vegas to salvage me from labyrinthine solitude. We’re going to Max Fish and then to Cakeshop to see a The Howling Hex show (it is likely to be the other way around). I hope for a Chloe Sevigny sighting at the former and of course, catching sight of another super celeb of my hyper-hip geekdom, namely Neil Hagerty at the latter is firmly secured. I thought about going to Death By Audio because lots of the finer local bands are playing there today but I chose to go for the star-struck milky way. I saw Jennifer Herrema’s RTX before, so by the time I accomplish today’s mission, I will have seen about Royal Trux. No?
A way before the Milky Way;
On my way to retrieve my notebook from a small Korean computer repair shop located somewhere on 29th street, 6th Avenue, I saw a hoary haired white man equipped with wonderfully worn moccasins. He was also donning a black leather jacket which seemed to transmit a lost episode of his turbulent youth. He must have been a badass in his days. As I’m looking for footwear to go perfectly with my jean shorts, I couldn’t resist the impulse to ask some fashion tip of him. He couldn’t remember where he bought them but advised me that I go around Manhattan since there is a bunch of shops selling shoes like them around here. Hmm? Do you know any shop to shop for Moccasins? I prefer second-handed ones because they’re cheaper and look more natural.
I should look better in this beautifully defaced city. But the condition I’m in screams “Get a life (or Job)” at me. I never had and will never have many clothing items but I believe I have a fashioin sense not subpar to those preening New Yorkers’. So if you ever encounter me on any piss-littered street in NYC, please do not assume this is how I want to bodily represent myself here. And you better be functionally dressed when you need to get your notebook back (I must go to that computer repair shop again to have my keyboard fixed in a week).
I keep listening to Boredom’s Vision Creation Newsun. I’m fighting to think posi and stay chipper. I’m now playing Bush Tetras but I didn’t go to their show. Because this is New York and they will play soon again in a more attractive setting. And they’re old -_-;