AND BABY MAKES THREE!

HOLY MOLY. Jason and Debbie Roth welcomed their first born this morning at 1:23am! A beautiful baby boy named Jake William Roth, 7lbs 12oz.!

Debbie had been vying to name him Jake Ryan Roth... Looks like the Sixteen Candles dream got extinguished.

I wish the lovely new family well. And just so you know, I'm available to babysit any time. I promise to not curse (that much) in front of the baby, and to not drink or do drugs while handling him.

WHOOPS!

The show on wednesday night is at this new place called SNITCH (horrible name, i know). It's on 21st and 6th ave.

EFF CMJ... THIS IS A STOLEN TRANSMISSION

Karen and I are throwing a non-cmj cmj party ON OCTOBER 13 at a new place called SNITCH on 21st street and 6th ave (on the east side of 21st). The party is called: the tarts of pleasure present... A stolen transmission. We're having some amazing bands play and its open to everyone... This includes the 1 hour open bar at 10pm.

11pm - Apartment. Weareapartment.com they like interpol meets jeff buckley in his darker moments. You shouldn't miss them... They're from london and its their first show in NYC.

12am - the Madison Strays. You probably know them by now... Think Psychedellic Furs. Awesome.

1 am - THE BRAVERY. I'm quite sure this is the smallest venue you'll see them in for another 5 years... Unless they play a secret show that you will try to get into.

Before and after and in between sets there will be the song selections by the tarts of pleasure.

$5 to get in... Free with a cmj badge.

Be kind to our doorman Thomas O. He's awesome.

STOLEN TRANSMISSION SHABBAT SPECIAL

I'm so excited and proud to announce the first release on my singles label, stolen transmission, by the incomprable San Diego band, Louis XIV. You can purchae it by clicking the button on the right. It's so simple and easy. Yay for paypal (which seems to be up and down every 3 minutes... be patient)!

A couple of weeks ago I was visiting a friend and he was like "You have to hear this..." and popped on the song "God Killed The Queen." When I stopped dancing around the room and thinking about the rails of coke that people would one day be enjoying to this song, I knew that it'd be a perfect first single to release on my little glorified art project.

Imagine Mark E. Smith from the Fall writing a song for the Rolling Stones and you've got the track "God Killed the Queen." Plus, every time I've dropped this song while DJing (and I have, a few times), people dance to it like they've heard it a thousand times over. The other songs on this single are "Hey Teacher (demo)" and "Finding Out True Love is Blind."

The numbered singles are displayed in hand made packaging that I slaved away the few hours I have each week making them and getting high off the spraypaint fumes. They're wrapped in bloody bandaging and look really cool (if I may say so myself!) The plus side is that I've done them all while sober, so I've been drinking a lot less. Horay!

I hope that everyone who buys them enjoys them, and then sells them on ebay one day.

Also, my singles, which will be released about once a month, will be sold on fridays. A Shabbat Special, and the price includes the shipping. Fun times!

Love,
Sarah Lewitinn
stolentransmission.

PS - If you want to submit a band for consideration for a future release, email: stolentransmission@gmail.com

thanks!

REGISTER TO VOTE

reader: tomorrow is the last day for ny state residents to register to vote
reader: it needs to be post marked
reader: maybe you can post a link
Ultragrrrl: yeah. for sure.
reader: http://www.vote.nyc.ny.us/register.jsp
reader: it's really easy all they have to do is print it out and mail it

GREAT! DOES THIS MEAN I CAN RAISE HER RENT?

Just kidding, Lindsay! Congratulations for getting recognized by ze Village Voice... now can you please take out the trash, cause it's starting to pile up.

CUE OLD LADY IN GIANT SUNGLASSES BLOWING BUBBLES

You kind of have to see this to believe it.
Link from thighswide, naturally.

IT'S TIME FOR SOMETHING BIBLICAL

I just got this email from a reader...

Hey Sarah,

From one huge Muse fan to another...if you don't already know they are playing at Webster Hall on November 9th! Tickets are only $22 which is awesome! They are on sale at ticketweb.com. See you there!

Jaclyn =)

SECRET INTERPOL SHOWS

Hopefully I wont be too late to annouce this -- was in a meeting -- there is a secret Interpol show on sunday at Bowery Ballroom. Go Here to get tickets. The password is Cruise.

THIS IS A STOLEN TRANSMISSION

Every week i get a ton of emails from people in bands who are looking for advice. I'm young, but I've been kicking around this industry for a while working in various facets and meeting a lot of nice people that I enjoy working with. So whenever I get a chance to help out a band that I think has that something special, I try to. Whether it's posting a link to their songs on this blog, sending their demos to A&R friends and lawyers, or even just offering them a place to stay when they're in town.

Now a lot of these bands are in the early stages of their career. I can't write about them because they don't have material out and they don't have material out cause nobody's heard of them. It's sort of a double edged sword in ways, and I just couldn't figure out what to do.

So I thought it'd be fun to make a sort of glorified art project. I approached a couple of bands, asked them if i could borrow their songs, make special artwork for their songs, and sell the cds on my blog. Apart from the handmade inventory that I paid for out of my own pocket, I wont have any ownership of anything. Whatever I sell on the blog would be used to cover my expenses, and the profits will be split with the band. Really, I just wanted to do something fun for bands that I think are really great and think you, the reader, might love too. I wanted to make something that maybe would be nice to have in a couple of years down the road. Nothing more.

For each 3-song CD release there will be a 250 pressing... unless that sells out in 6 months, then i'll do another 250. That's hardly making anyone enough money to have a nice dinner at Sushi Samba, but that's really not the point. The point is that I wanted to do something fun. The cds will cost $4, including shipping, and all be made by hand. I'm releasing this on a label i made up called stolen transmission... since i love the concept of something being stolen, and i like the idea of a sound transmission, a wave transmission... a car transmission.

So basically, i guess it's a singles label. And my first release will be by a band called Louis XIV from San Diego. I think it'll go on sale this week (once i figure out the pay pal stuff) and their CD release party will be at SNITCH next wednesday, october 13 for a party that the Tarts of Pleasure are presenting.

If you've got a band to recommend, please do so! No signed bands. Thanks!

PASS THE SPARKS

You know how after parties go. You hate them. You loathe them. You attend them anyway. Well, the Tarts are throwing the Killers an afterparty at the Darkroom (located on Ludlow between Houston and Stanton. Did you read that correctly? HOUSTON BETWEEN LUDLOW AND STANTON... you know in case you've never been there, or heard of it before since it's only been open FOR A MONTH). Some of the Killers will be DJing. There wont be a guest list. There wont be a VIP room. There wont be anything but music, drinks, and a bunch of people outside smoking cigarettes and complaining about something or another. So please come and try to have a good time.

Friday night was one of the rare occasion Friday nights where I skipped out on Jewdy (Jewish Duty) to shabbat at the Slipper Room for Marc's birthday party. Since I'm poor -- very poor -- i like to offer my lack of proper DJ skills in exchange for birthday gifts whenever possible. The party was at the Slipper Room and a normal friday night there typically consists mainly of the following: Burlesque Dancers. I don't care for the burlesque business at all. I find the whole thing to be pretentious and an over intellectualizing of stripping done in a very uncomfortable smartypants way that makes me feel dirty and wrong. I'm secretly a prude, i guess, but maybe not since I don't mind strip clubs at all. I like to see my strippers unironic in all their father hate glory, tanned skin, and dancing around to shitty music. I was told that there wouldn't be naked ladies shaking their titties while I DJed (or even a burlesque show at all), but there were, and I'm sure they disliked me as much as I disliked them. In fact, they complained about it as Marc's friends danced around to the hip hop the Tarts' #1 DJ assistant, Vicar, provided. About 4 years ago when I went to the Slipper Room for the first time i noticed how much it resembled a dream I had as a 4 year old of hell. The same decor. The same burlesque dancers. This resemblance intrigued me totally so i kept on going (mostly cause it was Marc's regular haunt and i like the people who own it and work there), and threw a party with Gideon there... but now I rarely go. I just can't handle naked ladies.

Saturday night I went to check see Supergrass at Webster Hall. God bless them in all their monkey faced glory. Last year I was knee deep in my Supergrass obsession and saw them 4 times until I was like "I've had enough!" But really, I hadn't. And apparently neither had Adam, who jumped up on stage and sang along like the damn dirty ape that he is.

After 'Grass I went over to the Tribeca Grand Hotel to see the Bloc Party show. Thursday night the Tarts and Vicar went to see them at the Knitting Factory and were blown away. I've been really into the band since hearing "She's Hearing Voices" a back in february/march and was thrilled to see that they were actually as good live as on record -- if not better. Kelle is an amazing singer/frontman and the chemistry of the band was electrifying. Ironically, not as gay as the chemistry as Franz Ferdinand, but totally similar and Vicar thinks that it'll be the last time we ever get to see them at a place so small... and I guess he was right since the Tribeca Grand show was a total mad house. Since I'm short I couldn't see anything but the backs of the people infront of me and occasionally Kelle's head, so after 10 minutes of trying to balance myself in the right spot, i gave up, ordered a champagne and sat on a couch with Karen and Brigid and listened as if I were a blind shih-tzu, or a really short, slightly chubby, jewish girl.

Afterwards I went over to Misshapes to meet up with Evan Erlebacher and Vicar (ps, check out photos from last week when Kill Hannah DJed and made me feel like i was walking on sunshine w/their cute faces and good tunes). It was the Prosiacs record release party and the tunes were totally industrial goth, it was like I was at the Batcave and a true testament to how great guest DJs can be. You know, you go, you meet up with friends, and hear something different. Maybe i was happy since I was drunk again after abstaining for a week.

Last night was the Franz show. You know I love that band more than i love myself, but I was so exhausted from the weekend that I didn't go. Plus, their show at Roseland left me a bit lukewarm, and I want nothing but the fondest of memories for that band. I can't believe that it was a year ago that I was checking them out at Pianos and thinking they sounded like APB. My how far they've come. Mazel tov to them since i totally believe that if something is good that it should be as big as possible. If it's possible for them to "sell out", i hope they do. I want to hear them in car commercials, movie trailers, and if there was a way to expose them more, i would do it. I wish the same for all the bands I love since that means that they're getting paid what they deserve. I'm sick of seeing bands that are great go broke cause they're scared of what pretentious fuckers will say.

Here is a cute photo paid for by the cute animals and babies association:

SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT

Just thought -- you know, since this is a killers fansite an all -- that I'd mention that my favorite band from vegas will be djing at the darkroom on monday after their irving show. There's no list and no cover. Just come and have fun.

FUCK, SHIT

Yo. My phone died. It's dead. gone forever. Please email me your number even if you think i've got it. thankyou.

slewitinn@spin.com
or sarahlewitinn@tmail.com (i got a sidekick II, and that's my email addy too)

FUCK, SHIT

Yo. My phone died. It's dead. gone forever. Please email me your number even if you think i've got it. thankyou.

slewitinn@spin.com

FUCK, SHIT

Yo. My phone died. It's dead. gone forever. Please email me your number even if you think i've got it. thankyou.

slewitinn@spin.com

A QUICK NOTE

Sarah,

I am desperately searching for cute photogenic ethnic girls for
an up and coming photoshoot mid- to late october. it pays 200
for a few hours of jumping around in fake rain. I am gonna style
it and its with an awesome photographer. His name is David
Black (www.davidblackphotography.com)....

Do you know of any girls that could send me a jpg of
themselves to me? A friendster picture would work fine.
I need something today, tomorrow at the latest!

HELP!
turner
turner@trooper-ca.com
917 881 8613

APARTMENT HUNTERS AND GATHERERS

This morning on the way to the subway i ran into my friend Mandy who was looking to find someone to take over her room across the street from me. The rent was super cheap and I thought about how my friend Jordache has been looking for a place, called him, and five minutes later Mandy found a person to take her place. Everyone was stoked.

So I thought, there's so many times when my friends are looking to fill an occupancey for a room. I post it up on here or go through my emails and find friends who are looking for a place... So i decided that this posting would be used to help people find a place to live in the city or wherever an apartment is available. i'm gonna put a link to this posting to the sidebar on the right so it's easy to access.

If you've got a room in your apartment that you wanna find an occupant for, post the details and shit. hopefully this will help some people out.

BARRY'S BACK!

Some of you might remember me going on and on a year or so ago about my friend Barry from Scotland.

Barry is obsessed with drinking, only he calls it hoaching, and now he and his friends made a website dedicated to Hoaching.

NOT ONLY CAN I DIG IT, I ALSO ATE IT

Yesterday was not one of the best days ever.

As I rode my bike home from work, on second avenue, i got doored. Doored is what happens to bike riders when someone opens their car door without looking to see if there's any on coming traffic. I got sandwiched between two cars and a kneeful of my bike basket and slammed into something, i'm not sure what. It happened quite fast and i just sat on my bike trying to gain my breath back and compose myself so i could continue back home, get changed and still make it to the screening of DIG!.

I made it home, got changed, and biked over to the Sunshine to meet up with Josh and Karen, and to my surprise, Lizzy and Maureen were there too. Knowing that Mr. Thighs Wide Shut would be there I made a quick announcement as I entered the theater and promptly found Mr. TWS. Gave him a kiss and got myself ready for my second band documentary in two days (saw the Ramones doc the day before).

The concept behind DIG! is pretty genius. Basically, a young film maker spent 7 years documenting the life and friendship and jealousies of The Brian Jonestown Massacre and the Dandy Warhols. Two bands that started out as the best of friends and supporters turned into two bands who turned competitive and confused. The film's writer, producer, and director, Ondi Timoner, does a brilliant job of putting some sort of sense in a story line that seems anything from simple. It's playing for a month at the Sunshine theater in NYC, and even if you're not a fan of either band, the story is compelling. If you find yourself being a fan of the bands, you'll be stoked to learn that every song BJM ever recorded is available for free on their website.

After the movie, birthday girl Elhaam, Ben (whom i'd like to thank for getting me and my friends in to the screening), Karen, Josh and I went to the after party at 6's and 8's to meet up with Roddy and Rod Skywalker. There was free RedStripe and drink tickets-a-plenty, but something about the movie made me want to either do loads of heroin, or stay completely sober. I chose sobriety for once and spent the night sipping on water. You can see photos of the whole to-do here on Polaroid Scene.

Karen and the Rods and I decided to head over to Hi Fi for Jim Merlis' "I'm leaving!" party (we bumped into the delightful Kat who heard about my first spill and checked in on my condition), and on the way over i had my second bike accident of the night. SECOND. Right in front of Mercury Lounge there's a part of the curb that's sort of like a ramp for cars to drive up on. I misjudged this lip and was unable to maneuver my bike over it. Instead i skidded and then was hurled off my bike head first to pavement. I don't remember banging it, though Karen was certain i did. I recall my knees getting it pretty bad as well as my torso.

I felt so embarrassed that i just jumped right up and hopped right back onto my bike and continued on.

HiFi was fun. Karen and I faced off with a Rod on each team for pool. Her team won. I went outside to call Kill Hannah just as Japanese James, Canadian Melissa, and Rabblerousing Ryan pulled up together from the Von Bondies show at Irving. I downloaded some gossip with James. Gina came out of no where and looked like a gothic goddess and then the KH boys rolled up and gave me hugs that were too tight for my aching body. About an hour later I had to leave since my back was starting to fail on me.

Today, i feel like shit.

My brother just sent me the Roxy Music song "Mother of Pearl" since he thinks it reminds him of Franz Ferdinand. He's right.

Ow.

MAZEL TOV, BRITNEY!

I LOVE YOU KEVIN FEDERLINE!



for more photos of her wedding, go here