OOOOOOH! I WOOOONT THAT!
Last night I hopped on the subway and met up with Gideon at his apartment. When I started going through the hallways I got all stoked because the smell of weed was overwhelming and I thought "ooooooh! surely he's got some!" As some of you might know, Cartoon, the weed delivery service of NYC, was shut down a couple months ago leaving many new yorkers to not be stoned so often. Many new yorkers like myself who don't get call backs from (DELIVERY SERVICE NAME REMOVED) when I try calling them. Which made my brother lawrence very happy considering the numerous phone calls he made saying "i'm putting you in rehab! your kids will be born with webbed feet!" Now he calls saying "NO NON JEWISH BABIES!" ... now that he knows i can't get any herb.
Much to my dismay, Gideon wasn't ripping a massive bong hit. His neighbors were. I was tempted to knock on their door and be like "yo, hook a sister up."
I didn't.
So Gid took me to sushi dinner and then we went to our friend Ariel's birthday at Black and White and then i went down to Sin-e cause i forgot that my friend Max's band, the Actual, was playing. Well, apparently I forgot that they weren't playing at Sin-e, but at FatBaby, and missed them anyway. So I went home and dyed my hair black with gurj. Now i'm gothier than before. I'm gonna cut myself while listening to My Chemical Romance while hanging out with Mikey Way.... for added effect.
When Gurj and stepped out of the shower I played her the Rhianna song that I wouldnt shut the fuck up about. Go to her blog and listen to it.
FRIDAY NIGHT, FEBRUARY 3, I'M HAVING A BIRTHDAY PARTY
It's at Orchard Bar.
11 - 4 am.
Since Orchard bar is so crowded these days, it's gonna be guestlist only, SO PLEASE email me if you want to come. I want to make sure my buddies can get in, i dont mean to be a total dick asshole about it. It just sucks when I have to text gurj to leave the coat check so she can go outside and get Brandon (of all people!) into orchard bar.
IF YOU CANT MAKE IT FRIDAY...
come to the darkroom tonight!!!
it's where all the emo superstars go on a tuesday night. i shit you not.
Monday, January 30, 2006
I LOVE MONEY
OK! Let's see if I can do this.
We'll start from LAST saturday, January 21: I bid Brandon farewell for Nightmare of Ewe's UK tour opening for Fallout Boy -- which felt sort of like cutting off all my hair -- and made my way uptown to DJ Jordana the Intern's friend's 18th birthday party. What's awesome about those kids is that, thanks to Jordana, they all love really amazing music. They were dancing and bopping around to all the songs I'd typically play at Stolen Tranmission or Misshapes, and then some of the songs i'm typically too nervous to try out. I was overjoyed when I put on "Huddle Formation" by the Go! Team and the entire dancefloor filled up with upper east side girls losing their shit.
After that I hopped in a cab and went to Karen's new digs across the street from Irving Plaza. Mark Holmes was already there keeping Ms. Plus Uno company. "Holy shit, i didn't know you dated that dude!" was his greeting for me, in reference to a boy i breifly dated a few years ago, whose girlfriend breifly dated Mark. Small world. We hopped in a cab and made our way down to Movida to meet up with Mikey Way, Alicia, Gurj, Lisa, Andy Greenwald, and some dude named Buddy from an emo band... say anything or strike anywhere or something with an S. I managed to get us to the VIP room where we were treated with bottle of complimentry Grey Goose and mixers. "So this is how you roll now?" asked Andy. I used to be his intern and now he's a lusted after author of emo-books and i'm a emo herder.
Mikey and I threw down some tunes for the folks at Movida. Not sure if they were feeling our selection, and not sure we were doing a particularly good job of mixing.
But by the time our set was over, our Grey Goose was finished and we cabbed it over to Misshapes so we could be photographed... i mean, dance.
By the way, the quote of the night from saturday evening:
"I just did coke for the first time! I can't feel my teeth! Let's go to misshapes!"
Sunday I gathered a super-impromptu group of people together (it was originally supposed to be just me, gurj, josh, and lisa cause i'm trying to set two of those kids up and i'm not saying who), for brunch. It turned into a posse that found it's way back at Apartment 3A. You'd think that Geordan was Commander Stoner since he got the great idea of wanting a milkshake. After failing to find a place that would deliver, we walked across the street, bought icecream and milk and had a milkshapes party. It was glamourous and lots of black was worn. Lots of fringe was shorn. Lots of lactose ingested.
Brian and Joe from Permanent ME came over and Brian played me a new song that he wrote. By the way, PM are on my label.
Monday I stayed in the office til midnight. Fun. Actually, it was. It was way more fun when I got home and found out that I finally recieved the four Girls Gone Wild DVDs that I had ordered for Brandon for him to take on tour (d'oh!). Gurj and I got super stoked and decided to watch all four dvds and take photos of ourselves watching them.
Here is my face upon opening the box:
Here is Gurj touching a bum:
Me attempting to be the girl out of the Ring... but with GGW... i was hoping i could get inside the tv or vice versa (dont worry, lawrence, i'm not a lebanese):
Tuesday I boarded a bus at Worldwide Plaza for the Foxwoods. Island/Def Jam organized a really fucking amazing retreat for the entire company of about 200 employees. The trip sounded like it could be a total bust, but in reality it was one of the most positively constructive work-related events I've ever attended. The concept was to introduce the ENTIRE company to what would be up and coming in all of the different facets of the label and it's joint ventures (stolen transmission, having just officially started less than two months ago, didn't participate in a presentation). We got to hear the up and coming singles in hip hop, rock, r&b... whatever we were putting out. The presentations, which lasted about 6 hours, was mostly hosted by LA Reid and Jay Z. It was accented by live performances by people like Damone, Loser, Crisette Michelle, Lionel Richie, and LL Cool J, among about 30 others that you'll all probably hear about endlessly.
Two highlights of the presentation was hearing the Rhianna single for "S.O.S." for the first time. That shit is THE JAM. It's along the lines of Gwen's "What U Waiting For" and Madonna's "Hung Up." The song sample's Soft Cell's version of "Tainted Love," and the track moves between new wave and pop hip hop/r&b seamlessly. I managed to get a copy of it to DJ, but I'm 100% positive that I can't spread it out. I have been playing it non-stop at my desk... Jay Z and his boy TyTy A&R'ed it. It's a hit.
Another highlight was when LA Reid played former Recover singer Dan Keyes' "Discoteque." Flashed up on the massive projector screen was a lanky white boy whose photos hardly showed off how totally gorgeous he is. Instead, he appeared slightly awkward like a Dior Homme model. When the song started blasting through the deafening sound system you could practically see the disbelief on the staff's faces. Once the song was over the room applauded. It was the only track the room applauded for. "Yup, it's a hit," said LA Reid, as he laughed in stokedness for how well it was recieved. "That was a Rob Stevenson Stolen Transmission..." me, alex, and eric speck woooed "do you guys know about Rob's new label Stolen Transmission?"
"wooo!" i said.
Jay Z found me in the crowd, laughed and nodded at me.
"it's his new label. stolen transmission."
we had been officially introduced.
This is us (rob, me, alex, and eric):
This all happened on Day 2. That evening we all congregated for dinner and then made our way back to the theatre that had become our second home. I sat down between Rob and Alex, and Jay Z took seats behind us. It was time for the evening's concert of Crisette Michelle and Lionel Richie. Crisette is a new R&B singer that LA and Jay feel insanely lucky to have on the label, and with reason. Hardly a dry eye in the audience as the gorgeous woman sang and played piano. I'm not a huge fan of R&B and even I was covered in goosebumps. But my mood was not made too mellow... Lionel came on stage and played ALL HIS HITS. I danced on the ceiling. I said Hello, it's you i'm looking for. I became a brick house. fuck yeah. I called Scott Stereogum during "hello" thinking he'd be stoked on it. Hopefully he was.
I then went with Alex and Scott from the office to the casino to gamble. Sitting down at my table, drunk as a skunk, gambling with the complimentry $25 chip that island def jam gave all of us, I was up, and then i was down on my black jack wins. Eventually Scott and Alex got into an argument with a guy sitting next to me who spent the entire time staring at my boobs, about advice i was being given. The guy wanted to prove to Alex and Scott that he knew what he was talking about so much that he threw down $110 on my hand and played it for me. I lost. Turned to the dude, patted him on the back and said "Sorry! Thanks anyway!" hopped off my stool and walked away with the boys.
We made our way into LA Reid's palacial suite where he was throwing a party. As I walked through the doors, "Brickhouse" was playing and Lionel was hanging out, smiling ear to ear and having a talk with some employees. I snooped around for a bit and found the food room where I planted myself in because of the cheese tray. The way to my heart? A tray of cheese. If I were ever on death row, that would be my last meal. "Rob! There's a cheese tray! I'm in heaven!"
Thursday we had group building activities that were productive, but by the time they were over, i was starving and tired. I was immediately brought back from the dead, however, when Jay Z got up on stage with Nas and declared their beef over for all of us to see for our own eyes. Nas, dressed in a leather motorcycle jacket and ripped jeans, complimented Jay on his maturity. I didn't know they had beef, so I was kinda confused as to what the big deal was, but apparently I was witnessing something awesome. I think what was more awesome (save for sitting behind a truly stunning Kelis), was LL Cool J's performance which was accented by him throwing about $400 into the audience and dancing on stage with a bunch of female staff members. Alex tried to get me to go up, but I wasn't drunk enough. In retrospect, I regret this completely. The image of me in a viva-grunge baby doll dress from H&M and chucks, booty dancing with LL would've been unreal. Maybe next time?
Afterwards we were treated to a massive party at the Hard Rock Cafe. I managed to shove about 3 or 4 mini-bottles of champagne down my throat. At one point i was goofing off with Rob, Alex, and Eric, showing them my ill-advised dancing skills when from behind I heard a deep voiced "Ugh, ugh, ugh." I turned around and Jay Z was dancing behind me. I turned around slightly embarrassed but not about to miss out on an opportunity to dance with HOVA, I continued dancing going "Ugh, ugh, ugh." "I miss your purple hair" the Jigga told me, "it was edgy. you should dye it back." My hair is black now. I assured him I would dye it back immediately (i'm not gonna... my hair will fall out...boy). I had him lean over so he could hear what I was gonna say "I want to be the Jay Z to Rob's LA Reid." "Good luck!" he told me before turning to Rob and yelling out for the 39th time that week "The KING OF ROCK!!!"
Alex and I made our rounds to teh various hotel rooms our friends occupied before deciding to go gambling at 5am. I lost another $25 and called it a night. The next morning, me and my hungover boarded the bus and came home.
Here is me using Alex as a pillow for my bus journey:
A few hours later I DJed at orchard bar. Had an amazing fucking time.
Saturday I got brunch with Karen and Gurj. Walked around with Gurj and then made plans for her new room. Lindsay moved out a few weeks ago and so Gurj is moving into her old room and we're re-converted gurj's old room back into a living room. knocking down the wall that was built by my dad and putting the furniature that's in my room/the living room into there. I can't fucking wait to have a real bedroom again!!! After we made our plans, Gideon came over and started talking about the war stricken lands he and his dad have visited. I wasn't about to let Gideon be a kill-joy on himself, so i sat him down in front of the television and made him watch Girls Gone Wild.
It was wild.
Last nigth I went to see Her Daily Obsession with Gurj and Lisa. We were all high off our assses from paint fumes. We had spent the day painting gurj's room purple and anything else we could paint purple. By the time I got there, Jenne had already been there for ages waiting for us. We watched at few bands and Josh turned to me and complimented my watch.
"I'm glad you're wearing that watch. I saw it on your bookshelf on the left hand side and thought you should be wearing it."
"wow you have an amazing memory!"
"yeah, i'll never forget much this band sucks."
HDO were great though. Their single is for sale. Buy it.
OK. I'm done. Tonight I'm going out with Gideon and some dudes that he thinks are cool that I thought were cool when he told me who they were when we were on the phone. I think he said paul rudd, but i'm not sure. I don't care. All i know is that Gid spent way too long in nations that are depraved and needs a bit of cheering up, and that's what I need to do. Cheer up GidRock.
OK! Let's see if I can do this.
We'll start from LAST saturday, January 21: I bid Brandon farewell for Nightmare of Ewe's UK tour opening for Fallout Boy -- which felt sort of like cutting off all my hair -- and made my way uptown to DJ Jordana the Intern's friend's 18th birthday party. What's awesome about those kids is that, thanks to Jordana, they all love really amazing music. They were dancing and bopping around to all the songs I'd typically play at Stolen Tranmission or Misshapes, and then some of the songs i'm typically too nervous to try out. I was overjoyed when I put on "Huddle Formation" by the Go! Team and the entire dancefloor filled up with upper east side girls losing their shit.
After that I hopped in a cab and went to Karen's new digs across the street from Irving Plaza. Mark Holmes was already there keeping Ms. Plus Uno company. "Holy shit, i didn't know you dated that dude!" was his greeting for me, in reference to a boy i breifly dated a few years ago, whose girlfriend breifly dated Mark. Small world. We hopped in a cab and made our way down to Movida to meet up with Mikey Way, Alicia, Gurj, Lisa, Andy Greenwald, and some dude named Buddy from an emo band... say anything or strike anywhere or something with an S. I managed to get us to the VIP room where we were treated with bottle of complimentry Grey Goose and mixers. "So this is how you roll now?" asked Andy. I used to be his intern and now he's a lusted after author of emo-books and i'm a emo herder.
Mikey and I threw down some tunes for the folks at Movida. Not sure if they were feeling our selection, and not sure we were doing a particularly good job of mixing.
But by the time our set was over, our Grey Goose was finished and we cabbed it over to Misshapes so we could be photographed... i mean, dance.
By the way, the quote of the night from saturday evening:
"I just did coke for the first time! I can't feel my teeth! Let's go to misshapes!"
Sunday I gathered a super-impromptu group of people together (it was originally supposed to be just me, gurj, josh, and lisa cause i'm trying to set two of those kids up and i'm not saying who), for brunch. It turned into a posse that found it's way back at Apartment 3A. You'd think that Geordan was Commander Stoner since he got the great idea of wanting a milkshake. After failing to find a place that would deliver, we walked across the street, bought icecream and milk and had a milkshapes party. It was glamourous and lots of black was worn. Lots of fringe was shorn. Lots of lactose ingested.
Brian and Joe from Permanent ME came over and Brian played me a new song that he wrote. By the way, PM are on my label.
Monday I stayed in the office til midnight. Fun. Actually, it was. It was way more fun when I got home and found out that I finally recieved the four Girls Gone Wild DVDs that I had ordered for Brandon for him to take on tour (d'oh!). Gurj and I got super stoked and decided to watch all four dvds and take photos of ourselves watching them.
Here is my face upon opening the box:
Here is Gurj touching a bum:
Me attempting to be the girl out of the Ring... but with GGW... i was hoping i could get inside the tv or vice versa (dont worry, lawrence, i'm not a lebanese):
Tuesday I boarded a bus at Worldwide Plaza for the Foxwoods. Island/Def Jam organized a really fucking amazing retreat for the entire company of about 200 employees. The trip sounded like it could be a total bust, but in reality it was one of the most positively constructive work-related events I've ever attended. The concept was to introduce the ENTIRE company to what would be up and coming in all of the different facets of the label and it's joint ventures (stolen transmission, having just officially started less than two months ago, didn't participate in a presentation). We got to hear the up and coming singles in hip hop, rock, r&b... whatever we were putting out. The presentations, which lasted about 6 hours, was mostly hosted by LA Reid and Jay Z. It was accented by live performances by people like Damone, Loser, Crisette Michelle, Lionel Richie, and LL Cool J, among about 30 others that you'll all probably hear about endlessly.
Two highlights of the presentation was hearing the Rhianna single for "S.O.S." for the first time. That shit is THE JAM. It's along the lines of Gwen's "What U Waiting For" and Madonna's "Hung Up." The song sample's Soft Cell's version of "Tainted Love," and the track moves between new wave and pop hip hop/r&b seamlessly. I managed to get a copy of it to DJ, but I'm 100% positive that I can't spread it out. I have been playing it non-stop at my desk... Jay Z and his boy TyTy A&R'ed it. It's a hit.
Another highlight was when LA Reid played former Recover singer Dan Keyes' "Discoteque." Flashed up on the massive projector screen was a lanky white boy whose photos hardly showed off how totally gorgeous he is. Instead, he appeared slightly awkward like a Dior Homme model. When the song started blasting through the deafening sound system you could practically see the disbelief on the staff's faces. Once the song was over the room applauded. It was the only track the room applauded for. "Yup, it's a hit," said LA Reid, as he laughed in stokedness for how well it was recieved. "That was a Rob Stevenson Stolen Transmission..." me, alex, and eric speck woooed "do you guys know about Rob's new label Stolen Transmission?"
"wooo!" i said.
Jay Z found me in the crowd, laughed and nodded at me.
"it's his new label. stolen transmission."
we had been officially introduced.
This is us (rob, me, alex, and eric):
This all happened on Day 2. That evening we all congregated for dinner and then made our way back to the theatre that had become our second home. I sat down between Rob and Alex, and Jay Z took seats behind us. It was time for the evening's concert of Crisette Michelle and Lionel Richie. Crisette is a new R&B singer that LA and Jay feel insanely lucky to have on the label, and with reason. Hardly a dry eye in the audience as the gorgeous woman sang and played piano. I'm not a huge fan of R&B and even I was covered in goosebumps. But my mood was not made too mellow... Lionel came on stage and played ALL HIS HITS. I danced on the ceiling. I said Hello, it's you i'm looking for. I became a brick house. fuck yeah. I called Scott Stereogum during "hello" thinking he'd be stoked on it. Hopefully he was.
I then went with Alex and Scott from the office to the casino to gamble. Sitting down at my table, drunk as a skunk, gambling with the complimentry $25 chip that island def jam gave all of us, I was up, and then i was down on my black jack wins. Eventually Scott and Alex got into an argument with a guy sitting next to me who spent the entire time staring at my boobs, about advice i was being given. The guy wanted to prove to Alex and Scott that he knew what he was talking about so much that he threw down $110 on my hand and played it for me. I lost. Turned to the dude, patted him on the back and said "Sorry! Thanks anyway!" hopped off my stool and walked away with the boys.
We made our way into LA Reid's palacial suite where he was throwing a party. As I walked through the doors, "Brickhouse" was playing and Lionel was hanging out, smiling ear to ear and having a talk with some employees. I snooped around for a bit and found the food room where I planted myself in because of the cheese tray. The way to my heart? A tray of cheese. If I were ever on death row, that would be my last meal. "Rob! There's a cheese tray! I'm in heaven!"
Thursday we had group building activities that were productive, but by the time they were over, i was starving and tired. I was immediately brought back from the dead, however, when Jay Z got up on stage with Nas and declared their beef over for all of us to see for our own eyes. Nas, dressed in a leather motorcycle jacket and ripped jeans, complimented Jay on his maturity. I didn't know they had beef, so I was kinda confused as to what the big deal was, but apparently I was witnessing something awesome. I think what was more awesome (save for sitting behind a truly stunning Kelis), was LL Cool J's performance which was accented by him throwing about $400 into the audience and dancing on stage with a bunch of female staff members. Alex tried to get me to go up, but I wasn't drunk enough. In retrospect, I regret this completely. The image of me in a viva-grunge baby doll dress from H&M and chucks, booty dancing with LL would've been unreal. Maybe next time?
Afterwards we were treated to a massive party at the Hard Rock Cafe. I managed to shove about 3 or 4 mini-bottles of champagne down my throat. At one point i was goofing off with Rob, Alex, and Eric, showing them my ill-advised dancing skills when from behind I heard a deep voiced "Ugh, ugh, ugh." I turned around and Jay Z was dancing behind me. I turned around slightly embarrassed but not about to miss out on an opportunity to dance with HOVA, I continued dancing going "Ugh, ugh, ugh." "I miss your purple hair" the Jigga told me, "it was edgy. you should dye it back." My hair is black now. I assured him I would dye it back immediately (i'm not gonna... my hair will fall out...boy). I had him lean over so he could hear what I was gonna say "I want to be the Jay Z to Rob's LA Reid." "Good luck!" he told me before turning to Rob and yelling out for the 39th time that week "The KING OF ROCK!!!"
Alex and I made our rounds to teh various hotel rooms our friends occupied before deciding to go gambling at 5am. I lost another $25 and called it a night. The next morning, me and my hungover boarded the bus and came home.
Here is me using Alex as a pillow for my bus journey:
A few hours later I DJed at orchard bar. Had an amazing fucking time.
Saturday I got brunch with Karen and Gurj. Walked around with Gurj and then made plans for her new room. Lindsay moved out a few weeks ago and so Gurj is moving into her old room and we're re-converted gurj's old room back into a living room. knocking down the wall that was built by my dad and putting the furniature that's in my room/the living room into there. I can't fucking wait to have a real bedroom again!!! After we made our plans, Gideon came over and started talking about the war stricken lands he and his dad have visited. I wasn't about to let Gideon be a kill-joy on himself, so i sat him down in front of the television and made him watch Girls Gone Wild.
It was wild.
Last nigth I went to see Her Daily Obsession with Gurj and Lisa. We were all high off our assses from paint fumes. We had spent the day painting gurj's room purple and anything else we could paint purple. By the time I got there, Jenne had already been there for ages waiting for us. We watched at few bands and Josh turned to me and complimented my watch.
"I'm glad you're wearing that watch. I saw it on your bookshelf on the left hand side and thought you should be wearing it."
"wow you have an amazing memory!"
"yeah, i'll never forget much this band sucks."
HDO were great though. Their single is for sale. Buy it.
OK. I'm done. Tonight I'm going out with Gideon and some dudes that he thinks are cool that I thought were cool when he told me who they were when we were on the phone. I think he said paul rudd, but i'm not sure. I don't care. All i know is that Gid spent way too long in nations that are depraved and needs a bit of cheering up, and that's what I need to do. Cheer up GidRock.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Thursday, January 19, 2006
SEE YOU NEXT TUESDAY
THIS LINK is not safe for work. but worth it.
:) :) :D
also, if you get a chance, go to the delancey tonight to see Foreign Islands. they're playing at 11:30 and my favorite live nyc band by far.
does anyone know that band called Recover? they were on Universal? Dan Keys, the singer, is now a solo artist of sorts... goes by Young Love. Why am i telling you this? because every fucking time I DJ his song "Discoteque" the fucking dance floor fills up, people ask me who it is, karen high fives me instead of slaps me, and the kids dancing on the dance floor start singing along by the second chorus. i'm gonna try to see if i can post this song on my blog because i want to share the wealth.
Dan Keys is really tall.
For those who want to go to Austin for SXSW, you can't beat this deal. I just booked a round trip trip from NYC to Austin for $177!
i need you to love me,
sarah
THIS LINK is not safe for work. but worth it.
:) :) :D
also, if you get a chance, go to the delancey tonight to see Foreign Islands. they're playing at 11:30 and my favorite live nyc band by far.
does anyone know that band called Recover? they were on Universal? Dan Keys, the singer, is now a solo artist of sorts... goes by Young Love. Why am i telling you this? because every fucking time I DJ his song "Discoteque" the fucking dance floor fills up, people ask me who it is, karen high fives me instead of slaps me, and the kids dancing on the dance floor start singing along by the second chorus. i'm gonna try to see if i can post this song on my blog because i want to share the wealth.
Dan Keys is really tall.
For those who want to go to Austin for SXSW, you can't beat this deal. I just booked a round trip trip from NYC to Austin for $177!
i need you to love me,
sarah
Friday, January 13, 2006
THIS BAND GOES TO ELEVEN
The oohlas are looking for a drummer. From what I understand they're looking for a young drummer who can slay on drums and would be available to tour this spring behind their debut record out on Stolen Transmission.
Incase you wanted a new crush in your life... here are the Oohlas:
Fuck KidzBop. My friend Amy got her 11-year old son Dakota Garage Band for xmas. Dakota, a musical prodigy, decided to cover his favorite band, My Chemical Romance. The result is KidsBop on crack and the bestest thing ever. His band is called Life with an Astronaut.
"I'm Not Ok (I Promise)"
"Give 'em Hell Kid"
Hey... SXSW is creeping up and i'm in need of a house to throw a house party in again.
Last year the amazing Ben Brown lent us his house and we provided the booze and the INSANELY AMAZING BANDS... like... IDLEWILD, MAXIMO PARK AND MC CHRIS!
dude... Idlewild played in a living room. People who saw it said it was the best show of SXSW. Idlewild said it was one of their most favorite shows.
This year you can be sure that I'll be bringing in some pretty fucking amazing bands once again. Whoa.
So if you have a house in Austin and I can take it over, please email me: sarahlewitinn@gmail.com (Ben Brown, if you want to do it again, holla atcha girl).
Lastly, my friend Hardcore Dave is in a movie called THREAT. THREAT is coming to theaters nationwide starting in NYC on Friday the 13th of January at The Pioneer Theater (3rd St & Ave A). Click on the link to see the trailer. It looks pretty good.
The oohlas are looking for a drummer. From what I understand they're looking for a young drummer who can slay on drums and would be available to tour this spring behind their debut record out on Stolen Transmission.
Incase you wanted a new crush in your life... here are the Oohlas:
Fuck KidzBop. My friend Amy got her 11-year old son Dakota Garage Band for xmas. Dakota, a musical prodigy, decided to cover his favorite band, My Chemical Romance. The result is KidsBop on crack and the bestest thing ever. His band is called Life with an Astronaut.
"I'm Not Ok (I Promise)"
"Give 'em Hell Kid"
Hey... SXSW is creeping up and i'm in need of a house to throw a house party in again.
Last year the amazing Ben Brown lent us his house and we provided the booze and the INSANELY AMAZING BANDS... like... IDLEWILD, MAXIMO PARK AND MC CHRIS!
dude... Idlewild played in a living room. People who saw it said it was the best show of SXSW. Idlewild said it was one of their most favorite shows.
This year you can be sure that I'll be bringing in some pretty fucking amazing bands once again. Whoa.
So if you have a house in Austin and I can take it over, please email me: sarahlewitinn@gmail.com (Ben Brown, if you want to do it again, holla atcha girl).
Lastly, my friend Hardcore Dave is in a movie called THREAT. THREAT is coming to theaters nationwide starting in NYC on Friday the 13th of January at The Pioneer Theater (3rd St & Ave A). Click on the link to see the trailer. It looks pretty good.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
FONDLE SWEATERS
Oh delightful night. There's a killer show. A killer party. A Baxter. Tonight night at Rothko is Product Shop NYC's big party! The show will feature sets by some of the most buzzed about bands, including Group Sounds, Tapes 'N Tapes, and Sam Champion. Following the music, the venue will host the We Are Scientists after-party, with dj sets from Michael Showalter and Tarts of Pleasure.
Look at these finger monkeys that Ellen posted on my myspace! you could punch their little faces in with your pinky!!! And then eat them.
Hi. Hello!
I'm in a great mood today. I'm listening to Brand New's Deja Entendu for the first time in ages and it's so fucking good. I didn't forget how good it is, but it's been so long since I've had a chance to listen to it. I used to fall asleep to this album everynight and wipe my emo tears on my pillow case. I guess i'm just a happier person these days. I think i've said "I love this song" about 83 times to Nick Snow, my intern who is sitting behind me now.
Thank you Matt Ferro for sending me Pokemon Kid.
So... what's new? Tuesday night I DJed with Karen at the Darkroom. It was your typical night, but for whatever reason, i think everyone was out to bone. People flirted, drank, flirted some more. Yeah, Lindsay Lohan and Kate Moss were there requesting songs and getting stoked over Gang of Four. I went to my friend Jessica's birthday party earlier in the night and had a bit too much to drink, so that by the time i got to the darkroom, things were a bit fuzzy. I kept on drinking. At one point Karen went to have a smoke and left me to my own devices behind the decks. Kate came up with a friend and asked if she could pick songs. I pointed her in the direction of Karen's iPod since my cds are mostly unmarked mixes. She picked out a Kinks song, i think. Her friend picked out the song "What katie did" by the libertines. Karen returned. Lindsay came up to the DJ booth and completely got stoked on us playing Gang of Four and I slurred some words to her. She's adorable. both of them pocket sized. I would throw them in my pocket and bring them to karen's where we could talk about the editors record.
Nick Snow gave me a copy of Harold & Maude cause i've never seen it. That's tonight pre-DJ activity. STOKESVILLE, USA. POPULATION: ME.
Oh delightful night. There's a killer show. A killer party. A Baxter. Tonight night at Rothko is Product Shop NYC's big party! The show will feature sets by some of the most buzzed about bands, including Group Sounds, Tapes 'N Tapes, and Sam Champion. Following the music, the venue will host the We Are Scientists after-party, with dj sets from Michael Showalter and Tarts of Pleasure.
Look at these finger monkeys that Ellen posted on my myspace! you could punch their little faces in with your pinky!!! And then eat them.
Hi. Hello!
I'm in a great mood today. I'm listening to Brand New's Deja Entendu for the first time in ages and it's so fucking good. I didn't forget how good it is, but it's been so long since I've had a chance to listen to it. I used to fall asleep to this album everynight and wipe my emo tears on my pillow case. I guess i'm just a happier person these days. I think i've said "I love this song" about 83 times to Nick Snow, my intern who is sitting behind me now.
Thank you Matt Ferro for sending me Pokemon Kid.
So... what's new? Tuesday night I DJed with Karen at the Darkroom. It was your typical night, but for whatever reason, i think everyone was out to bone. People flirted, drank, flirted some more. Yeah, Lindsay Lohan and Kate Moss were there requesting songs and getting stoked over Gang of Four. I went to my friend Jessica's birthday party earlier in the night and had a bit too much to drink, so that by the time i got to the darkroom, things were a bit fuzzy. I kept on drinking. At one point Karen went to have a smoke and left me to my own devices behind the decks. Kate came up with a friend and asked if she could pick songs. I pointed her in the direction of Karen's iPod since my cds are mostly unmarked mixes. She picked out a Kinks song, i think. Her friend picked out the song "What katie did" by the libertines. Karen returned. Lindsay came up to the DJ booth and completely got stoked on us playing Gang of Four and I slurred some words to her. She's adorable. both of them pocket sized. I would throw them in my pocket and bring them to karen's where we could talk about the editors record.
Nick Snow gave me a copy of Harold & Maude cause i've never seen it. That's tonight pre-DJ activity. STOKESVILLE, USA. POPULATION: ME.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006
I FUCKING LOVE THE OOHLAS
Cy, short for Cyclopes, a kitten born with only one eye and no nose, is shown in this photo provided by its owner in Redmond, Oregon, on Wednesday, Dec. 28, 2005. The kitten, a ragdoll breed, which died after living for one day, was one of two in the litter. Its sibling was born normal and healthy. (AP Photo/Traci Allen)
I've been gone for over a week. Not really gone, but not blogging. I've been a busy busy bee. I've been nearly unreachable because my phone is basically broken (anyone here have a sidekick hookup because i refuse to buy ANOTHER one), and I've cut and dyed my hair. That's my big update.
All day long I listen to demos of the Oohlas and the other bands i'm working with whose names I wont mention til the ink has dried on their contracts. The Oohlas record is shaping up to be a fucking remarkable piece of awesome that I'm going to be so proud to release. Over the weekend Alex AIMed me to let me know that the oohlas were now his favorite band (possibly ever) and that he planned on marrying Oohlas' singer Ollie Tamale. I want to marry her first.
I've been seeing a lot of my friend Gideon lately. Gideon and I were inseprable back in 2001/2002 until work and a girlfriend pretty much got the better part of him and I started to only see him once every few months when he returned back from Afghanistan or Columbia or Iraq where he was working and chasing danger. Now he's escaped gun fire, ran through fields of cocaine, and grew only a few more gray hairs, and is finally home. We've brunced, we've chinatowned, we've brunched some more. Having him back in my life has been a fucking wonderful thing.
I'm not sure if anyone here was a Recover fan, but I've been getting into the singer, Dan Keys' solo work, which is a lot more dance driven. Rob gave me a demo of a song of Dan wrote called "Discoteque" that I DJed a few times at Stolen Transmission and it's been one of those odd songs that just PACKS the dancefloor no matter what. By the time the second chorus kicks in, people are singing along. Rob asked me to not play it anymore since it's a demo, but every friday I see it's name staring at me... it's like a struggle NOT to play it.
Speaking of Stolen Transmission the party, last week was one of the funnest nights for me and Karen, who was hopped up on DayQuil, our new favorite drug past time. Following ST, we had a BLAST at Misshapes, where the two of us were both on hand, seprately, helping out some guest DJs. She was with the fucking adorable Lucas of Maximo Park, and I was with Mikey Way from My Chemical Romance. I don't think Karen and I have had so much fun DJIng in ages. I mean, it started off with a Gay-Off between her, Mikey and Lucas, whom eventually won by dropping Frakie Goes to Hollywood. Mikey won the "holy shit, this song is so good" award by dropping Ace of Base's "the Sign."
Incase you're looking for something to do tonight, I suggest you go to the Darkroom around 11:30 because that's where she and I will be DJing and perhaps some of our special guests will be joining us.
Last night I went to Sushi Samba 7 (my favorite sushi place) with Brandon and Joe Nightmare. It was determined that they can't take me anywhere when I pointed for about 2 minutes at some woman's dinner and said "what is that? that looks so good!" and realized that i was turning into my aunt Jenny. We all are, I realized, when I started thinking about vacation spots based on cuisine. Anyway, Joe proved to the true misfit when he turned to me and brandon and said "Whose dick do i have to suck to get a dessert menu" just as the waiter was doing just that... which is possibly how he and brandon decided that the name of their DJ duo would be COCKS OF PLEASURE.
When the Tarts of Pleasure and the Cocks of Pleasure DJ together, it will be known as the Orgy.
I personally think that The COPs should be known as "Brandon is so far left-wing that he has no ability to see that the New York Post is an institution FOR A REASON and that I don't like it just because i'm a Jew who loves money" but that name is too long.
The Chronicles of Narnia SNL skit is still funny.
The Black Eyed Peas parody was also great.
OK, back to work!
bye!
Cy, short for Cyclopes, a kitten born with only one eye and no nose, is shown in this photo provided by its owner in Redmond, Oregon, on Wednesday, Dec. 28, 2005. The kitten, a ragdoll breed, which died after living for one day, was one of two in the litter. Its sibling was born normal and healthy. (AP Photo/Traci Allen)
I've been gone for over a week. Not really gone, but not blogging. I've been a busy busy bee. I've been nearly unreachable because my phone is basically broken (anyone here have a sidekick hookup because i refuse to buy ANOTHER one), and I've cut and dyed my hair. That's my big update.
All day long I listen to demos of the Oohlas and the other bands i'm working with whose names I wont mention til the ink has dried on their contracts. The Oohlas record is shaping up to be a fucking remarkable piece of awesome that I'm going to be so proud to release. Over the weekend Alex AIMed me to let me know that the oohlas were now his favorite band (possibly ever) and that he planned on marrying Oohlas' singer Ollie Tamale. I want to marry her first.
I've been seeing a lot of my friend Gideon lately. Gideon and I were inseprable back in 2001/2002 until work and a girlfriend pretty much got the better part of him and I started to only see him once every few months when he returned back from Afghanistan or Columbia or Iraq where he was working and chasing danger. Now he's escaped gun fire, ran through fields of cocaine, and grew only a few more gray hairs, and is finally home. We've brunced, we've chinatowned, we've brunched some more. Having him back in my life has been a fucking wonderful thing.
I'm not sure if anyone here was a Recover fan, but I've been getting into the singer, Dan Keys' solo work, which is a lot more dance driven. Rob gave me a demo of a song of Dan wrote called "Discoteque" that I DJed a few times at Stolen Transmission and it's been one of those odd songs that just PACKS the dancefloor no matter what. By the time the second chorus kicks in, people are singing along. Rob asked me to not play it anymore since it's a demo, but every friday I see it's name staring at me... it's like a struggle NOT to play it.
Speaking of Stolen Transmission the party, last week was one of the funnest nights for me and Karen, who was hopped up on DayQuil, our new favorite drug past time. Following ST, we had a BLAST at Misshapes, where the two of us were both on hand, seprately, helping out some guest DJs. She was with the fucking adorable Lucas of Maximo Park, and I was with Mikey Way from My Chemical Romance. I don't think Karen and I have had so much fun DJIng in ages. I mean, it started off with a Gay-Off between her, Mikey and Lucas, whom eventually won by dropping Frakie Goes to Hollywood. Mikey won the "holy shit, this song is so good" award by dropping Ace of Base's "the Sign."
Incase you're looking for something to do tonight, I suggest you go to the Darkroom around 11:30 because that's where she and I will be DJing and perhaps some of our special guests will be joining us.
Last night I went to Sushi Samba 7 (my favorite sushi place) with Brandon and Joe Nightmare. It was determined that they can't take me anywhere when I pointed for about 2 minutes at some woman's dinner and said "what is that? that looks so good!" and realized that i was turning into my aunt Jenny. We all are, I realized, when I started thinking about vacation spots based on cuisine. Anyway, Joe proved to the true misfit when he turned to me and brandon and said "Whose dick do i have to suck to get a dessert menu" just as the waiter was doing just that... which is possibly how he and brandon decided that the name of their DJ duo would be COCKS OF PLEASURE.
When the Tarts of Pleasure and the Cocks of Pleasure DJ together, it will be known as the Orgy.
I personally think that The COPs should be known as "Brandon is so far left-wing that he has no ability to see that the New York Post is an institution FOR A REASON and that I don't like it just because i'm a Jew who loves money" but that name is too long.
The Chronicles of Narnia SNL skit is still funny.
The Black Eyed Peas parody was also great.
OK, back to work!
bye!
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