PARTY TOMORROW NIGHT

GREAT NEWS FOR EAST VILLAGE WOMEN

Luis Garcia-Ponce, the man who attacked several of my female friends (which I wrote about here) in the East Village last summer, has finally pled guilty. In a couple weeks, he'll be sentenced to twelve years in prison for eight separate counts of sexual assault. The district attorney tells me he'll likely serve about ten of those twelve years, which is good enough for me. Following his sentence, his name will be added to the national sex offenders registry and he will be subject to deportation.

I WOULD LIKE TO MEET THESE CREATURES

Nick Snow (who is celebrating his graduation tonight at the Annex at 10pm, come down!) sent me this incredlbe link.

Go to the link, but here's a preview of what you will find...

PICTURES OF THESE GUYS:





I CANT FUCKING TAKE IT.

Why are they the most incredible looking things on earth?

I mean, their only real competition is Monkey:

(photo by my brother Lawrence.

IT'S FUN TO DO BAD THINGS

I have been seeing this clip on my new favorite TV show, Attack of the Show, and it's fucking incredible. This kid is amazing. I think he's HeyKerri's future husband:

WEEZER IS FINE BY ME

I love this video so fucking much:





and while you're on youtube... i finally figured out that the song "home" by great northern is in this nissan commercial. duh:

NIGHMARE OF YOU ARE ON TOUR!!!

The Bang Tour Has Started!

Nightmare Of You's tour with Paper Rival and Edison Glass has started! You can follow Nightmare of You on their tour adventures via twitter by adding them at twitter.com/nightmareofyou or by texting "follow nightmareofyou" to 40404.

Here are the dates:

May 15 2008 8:00P Middle East Cambridge, Massachusetts
May 16 2008 6:00P Webster Underground Hartford, Connecticut
May 17 2008 8:00P Xtreme Wheels Buffalo, New York
May 18 2008 8:00P Magic Stick Detroit, Michigan
May 20 2008 8:00P The Basement Columbus, Ohio
May 21 2008 8:00P Subterranean Chicago, Illinois
May 22 2008 6:30P Mojoes Rock House Tinley Park, Illinois
May 23 2008 6:00P Main Street Cafe Kansas City, Missouri
May 24 2008 8:00P The Marquis Theater Denver, Colorado
May 25 2008 7:00P Solid Ground Salt Lake City, Utah
May 27 2008 8:00P CHOP SUEY Seattle, Washington
May 29 2008 8:00P Downtown Brew San Luis Obispo, California
May 30 2008 8:00P Knitting Factory - LA Hollywood, California
May 31 2008 8:00P Chain Reaction Anaheim, California
Jun 1 2008 7:00P SOMA - Sidestage San Diego, California
Jun 3 2008 8:00P The Clubhouse Tempe, Arizona
Jun 4 2008 7:00P Club Congress Tucson, Arizona
Jun 5 2008 8:00P Rock Bottom San Antonio, Texas
Jun 6 2008 7:00P The Prophet Bar Dallas, Texas
Jun 7 2008 9:00P Stubb’s BBQ Austin, Texas
Jun 9 2008 8:00P The Conservatory Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
Jun 10 2008 6:30P Crush Lounge Tulsa, Oklahoma
Jun 11 2008 7:00P 2 Cents Plain St Louis, Missouri
Jun 13 2008 7:00P Fireman’s Hall North Caldwell, New Jersey
Jun 14 2008 8:00P Blender Theatre At Gramercy New York, New York

DEDICATED TO JASON CASTRO

HE SHALL BE MINE!

Once a week I have to head into NJ for meetings with a company I consult
for called <a href="http://www.zootoo.com"
target="_blank">zootoo.com</a>. Its a wonderful company that's created a
socially aware social network with aims of helping animal shelters and
celebtrating the great things about pets. It's also a great resource for
pet owners on health care for their pets, where to find groomers, and
meet ups.

On my first trip top the bus at Port Authority, I felt the back of my
dress being lifted. I thought my dress got caught up in my bag or
something and fixed it, only to realize that the young man behind me had
been lifting my dress and taking a photo of my goods with his
cameraphone. I tried to swing at him, I yelled at him, nobody did
anything. I went to get him but he disappeared and so I went to find a
cop. There were none. I yelled out for one, and still nada. I think I
wrote about that before.

Each week I see this perv and each week I let him know I'm onto him.
Weather it's a glare, an accidental shove, or a random crazy scream at
him, he knows I know who he is.

As luck would have it, this week I spotted him within 10 feet of 5 cops.
I made eye contact with him, he tried to hide, I told the cop what
happened and we chased afterhim... but he disappeared!

I will be back, same time same place tomorrow but I will have my video
camera to document the perv for everyone to see.

The game of cat and mouse is going to end. The mouse shall be the
victor!

I NEED WRITERS AND PHOTOGRAPHERS

As some of you might know, I have a new blog called AlmacksDanceHall.com that is a NYC show and nightlife based blog.

My editor wants there to be like 3 show reviews A DAY!

I, obviously, cant do this alone. So I'm trying to find people who are writers and photographers to help out. I'm looking for people who are energetic and excited about music and live shows. I want a personal and enthusiastic touch to the reviews. For instance, my brother wrote a love letter to the drummer of the Raveonettes.... that was personal and a fun read. I dont need this site to be the next pitchfork or brooklynvegan because those sites already exist. i'm looking for a site that reflects the experience of going to a show -- the people you meet, the songs you dance to, the puke you spit up at the end of the night... I'm looking for people to give me their personal diaries from the night.

If you want to write or take live photos for the site, please write me at: sarah@stolentransmission.com

Almacks will pay for your show tickets, cab ride, drinks, and an OK fee for your work as well as credit. I need reliable people who can turn things in either the same night or next day.

Please send me your writing clips (even if it's just a blog posting) and/or photos you've taken at live shows.

FIND ME. DRINK FREE!

Tonight Cartel are playing at the Blender Theater with I Am the Avalanche and afterwards I'm djing their afterparty!:



ALSO...

if you go RIGHT OVER HERE, you will find out how to win a pair of floor seat tickets at Jay-Z's show at MSG in NYC. OMG!

DUKE SPIRITED AWAY

Duke Spirit are so so s so fucking good!

In 2005 I went to Miami with the Misshapes and a bunch of friends for
Winter Music Conference and had to watch the boy I was in love with fall
in love with another girl right in front of my face -- almost throwing
it in my face -- and oh my god did it kill me. (Sorry if you're reading
this, btw, and know who you are... no hard feelings now, obviously!!!!)

Anyway, I think I killed everyone's mood on each drive from my parent's
condo in Hallendale to South Beach because I insisted on listening to
their EP over and over again to help me get through the heartbreak. It
was so fucking good and perfect.

Ollie Oohlas got into them about 2 yrs ago and kept on bugging me to get
back into them too. She had befriended the band and they stil remained
magical to her.

On Tuesday I got to see them at Bowery Ballroom and I swear to God, it
was like a time warp to the happiest years of my life as being a music
fan seeing shows and loving life.

The most magical time of the night was during "Sovereign" (which is
somewhere on my youtube.com/sarahlewitinn page). A disco ball spun
around over Leila's head as the entire room slowdanced with her. It was
fucking unreal. I wish I could go back to that moment every day and I
keep watching the footage on my camera whenever I'm out and needing
inspiration. Right now I'm in love and happy with almost every aspect of
my life, and so when I listen to that song it doesn't soothe a broken
heart... instead it feeds a happy soul. I keep wanting to do spins and
slow dance with an imaginary partner as I sit around listening to the
song.

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SING ME TO SLEEP

I saw Duke Spirit the other day at Bowery Ballroom, and fuck, am i in love. Seriously... i can't believe how fucking unbelievably that band is and Neptune is going to be one of my top ten favorite albums of the year. I really think that they could be the next Verve. Leila just has that Richard Ashcroft-ness to her that I can't really understand.

I wrote this pretty extensive love letter to her on AlmacksDanceHall that i think you should read.

Anyway... check out this video for "Sovereign"... incase you happened to see me on the subway today while I was listening to my ipod, i was listening to this song. It took everything in me to no do pirouettes in and out of the subway cars. God, this band is just fucking blissssss! OK, if they're not the next Verve, they could be the next Interpol! Either one I'd be happy with.

FIERCE TRANNY, A HOT MESS IN VEGAS

I'm going to Vegas tomorrow (FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE!?) with Brad Walsh, Christian Siriano, Geneva Valentine and Melissa Beck (from the Real World New Orleans!).

Yes, it'll be reality showtastic.

Even more so because Christian is JUDGING the Miss USA pageant and Tao is throwing him a party on Saturday and he was allowed to invite 15 friends, so that's how I'm going! Everything will be paid for and the Kardashians will be there so my ass might explode in jealousy.

Check out this video of me filming Brad as he's photographing me to test out lighting:


I am just really really really hoping to run into K.Fed there. If that happens, i will be so happy.

Also, i am giving away A PAIR OF 2-DAY PASSES on my new blog, AlmacksDanceHall.com.
Have you entered to win tickets to Coachella yet? No? You're a stupid idiot because you can win a free pair of 3-day passes just for signing up for this site by clicking here. Did I forget to mention that PRINCE HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN ADDED TO THE ROSTER?

i will say this much... not that many people have signed up for the tickets, so you have a pretty fucking incredible chance of winning.

Also, while I wont be at ST tomorrow at the Hanger Bar, you still should go for a very special STOLEN TRANSMISSION: ST GIVES BACK:

HOUSE OF WTF?

ALMACK'S DANCE HALL

Incase you didnt know, I'm blogger (and i guess editor) of AlmacksDanceHall.com - a live music and new update rock blog.

I do daily updates with show reviews and this feature i dubbed "red bull and adderall" ... which is just basically an afternoon news breif.

anyway, yesterday i was so fucking upset when i missed a show by a band called Drink Up Buttercup. I really think that they could be huge this year... or if not huge at least blog-loved. total blog rock. haha.

anyway, my buddy meridith valiando caught them and wrote this review about the show. maybe i'll see you at the next one!

LAW & ORDER: SPECIAL LETTERS UNIT

CALL THAT NUMBER!

Decoy Music posted a disturbing Innerpartysystem TV interview. It appears to be a public access show. There's a number that flashes on screen: 646-510-0317. Call it.

Seriously, call it.

CLUB NME!!!!

If you're 18+ and love to dance and wish you were old enough to go to a fun party in NYC where there was great indie rock dance music and a pretty amazing photographer taking photos to post on your myspace/facebook/buzznet/bebo, then this is your jam:

SWEET DREAMS ARE MADE OF...

I had the best dream lastnight. It was that this boy that I was obsessed
with when I was younger found me while I was on a cruise ship with my bf
and told me that he's single now and he'd love to hang out... and my bf
said it was ok. I haven't really thought of this person *in that way* in
like, nearly 10 years, and so seeing him was enough of a treat, but
having his affection -- finally, after all these years, was too much to
handle.

In my dream I kept on pinching myself -- LITERALLY pinching myself to
see if I was dreaming, thinking "this is too good to be true!" and in my
dream, I didn't feel the pinches and knew that it actually was... too
good to be true. I started hitting my arm, trying as hard as I could to
prove to myself that I wasn't dreaming, and the boy was like "what are
you doing?!" leaving me to explain my actions.

I never felt compelled to pinch myself in a dream before, and never
thought people actually did it. I never even thought I could dream so
lucidly, as to be confused between dreams and reality. I don't think
anything is lacking in my life (except for money), and my interactions
with this boy were G-rated, and all infront of my boyfriend in my dream
(simple pecks on the mouth)... but my God, was I happier in that dream
than I have been in a while. I think a lot of it has to do with that boy
being a manifestation of an extremely care-free and blissful time in my
life. God, I was the happiest person in the world when I was 19. I
barely drank, I think the amount of time I smoked weed I could count on
one hand, and I listened to music with the unbiased ears of a newborn.
Infact, losing that boy's attention is part of why I jumped into a
confused downward spiral of trying to forget things that upset me with
drinking... or trying to relive them with careless inhibition. I don't
fault the boy. It certainly wasn't his fault at all. I had this
obsessive crush and I probably got too creepy for him, which I guess can
happen.

I just really wonder why he was in my dream. What was the symbolism? Why
did I insist on proving to myself that it was a dream, instead of just
enjoying that moment.