Thursday, December 29, 2005


The lovely Karen got me Wet Hot American Summer on DVD for Hanukah. I had never seen it... and was told it was an absolute classic. So I watched it. Loved it. And am now blogging about it. I also watched The Baxtor this afternoon with BrandonR and we loved it. For those who like WHAS, "The State," and "Stella," The Baxtor is with all the same dudes. Great shit.

A bunch of people have been wondering what's going on for New Years Eve. All that I know about is Misshapes. It's gonna be a ton of fun and as a hint to who will be guest dj... let's just say that sugar, he's going down.

Tuesday, December 27, 2005


Riley sent me this link... i'm sniffing a future fued? Just kidding.

Clinton Street Baking Co... still good for Brunch.

The movie Munich ... a good conversation piece.

The movie King Kong ... Stockholm Syndrome meets Beastiality... delightful.

Friday, December 23, 2005


Cause you're going to funky town... or you're going to the Lower East Side tonight to party at the Orchard Bar.

While I wont be committing myself to any hard labor to prove that i have as much of a right to complain about the now over public transportation strike, I will be playing song that will keep you warm. The strike is over. Hopefully everyone found something to be happy about. Hopefully people managed to save money and go Xmas shopping today. Hopefully, I'm hopeful.

Lastnight Alex and I went to Albany with our friends Steve and Matt to see Monty. The car ride up was just about as enjoyable as the show itself. Monty play for 20 people like they're playing for 2000 (which will soon happen, i'm sure). God bless them and their love for a good show. I can't wait til Warped Tour comes around and I can ride around with those monkeys.

If you're ever in Albany, may i suggest you check out the Red Robin and get the Onion Ring Stack. It's 13 deep fried onion rings stacked like a christmas tree and served with delightful dip. Once you have that, a burger and the bottomless fries, you can kiss your stomache goodbye. I fell into a food coma on the way home only to be woken up by Steve playing "Under Pressure" loudly on his car stereo in hopes I'd wake up and answer some Muse trivia.

Today I went Christmas shopping with BrandonR. We went to Union Square where they've got this really lovely outdoor market. The weather was pretty much perfect (sort of God's way of saying "ok, now that the subways are working, i'll give you pleasurable weather") and we got to check out all the nifty little crafty booths scattered around. I found some inspiration for future projects, and bought myself some Manic Panic hair dye so i can redo the color. I'm taking a cue from Ollie and will be going for the color called Ultra Violet. I'll let you know how it turns out.

i love you.

Thursday, December 22, 2005



Last night I took a delightful $20 cabride to the Lower East Side, thanks to that nicely planned MTA Transit strike. Oh, guess who loves spending $40 a day on cab rides? Not me, that's who. Bowery Ballroom is about 7 blocks from my house, so no matter what, if I went to the show or not, I would've had to spend that money getting from my office to downtown. Freezing temperatures makes walking in this weather not really an option. Every penny matters to me (as it does for most people), so that $40 (that it cost to get to and from work) represented $40 I wouldn't have for rent, dinner, plane tickets, and other luxuries like, say, somebody's christmas gift.

Seeing Nightmare of You play one of the best shows I've ever seen them play made up for it. All that touring has whipped my little boys into shape, making them tight like a man's anus. Brandon, high on excitement, was, dare i say, sexy on stage. Whoa. Minus that moment when he snot rocketed. Not so sexy.

After their set I met up with Brandon upstairs for a drink when Dennis from the (International) Noise Conspiracy approached us. "You know, I'm pro-strike," he said, "I think it's a good idea." Having just had my wallet totally raped (not to mention TOTALLY LOVING MONEY), I wasn't about to let that comment go unchallenged.
"You would!" I replied, "All you want is a controversy, you dont even know what you're talking about."
"You would strike too if you were promised things and didn't get them."
"Those people make more money than all of us [They make roughly $50k/year]and I just spent $40 getting to and from work. Other people don't have that money. They could've done something else like slowed down service."
"Yeah, well, I'm pro strike. I think it's a good thing and I'm going to say so on stage."
"Go ahead, and while you're at it, why don't you give all your fans $10 vouchers for cabs so they can get home."
"I gotta go."

Fuck that shit. Fuck being told by someone who doesn't even live here that this strike is a good thing, particulary when he probably got driven around everywhere by a town car paid for by his record label. Fuck that shit while his fans had to pay an arm and a leg to get to his show. You want anti-capitalist ideals? How about sharing the profits you make on the 93 different T-shirt designs with all the bands on tour? I'm typing this while stuck in a cab that will cost me another $20 ... that I've been in for the past hour. I've got to pee and I'm not exactly stoked.

On a totally different note: I DJed the SPIN Magazine Year In Music Party at Rothko which featured 2 Stolen Transmission bands: The Five O'Clock Heroes and the Spinto Band. The Heroes' single will be available for purchase in January and well, if you're smart you will have already downloaded the Spinto Band's "Oh Mandy" or more ideally, purchased it. As Karen says everytime she writes about the Heroes, I can't believe they're not signed. I can't believe I didn't sign them. Shit. Wait, maybe I should. Maybe East West should. Somebody should, this shit it stupidly good.

We Are Scientists also performed that night, but Brandon and I had had too much to drink that we actually managed to time travel and I don't remember their set at all. I think at one point I may have tried to make out with my friend Vinny, but I'm not 100% sure. I definitely sent him a text message at some point that he resent to me the next day that made absolutely no sense. I wish I knew what was going through my head at that point, and I also wish I knew what happened to an hour of my life.

Tomorrow I'm going to Albany with Alex to see Monty. They're like cartoon characters to me. I fucking love those boys. If you get a chance, go to their site and check out the videos they posted of their recording sessions. We all had a two night slumber party last week and despite sleeping a total of 4 hours in 3 days, I'd sit at home at 4am waiting for them to all arrive so we could totally goof off for a few hours. I la-la-la-la-love them.

Also, i forgot if I mentioned this or not, but Yes, Virginia are now called Permanent Me. It's so hard to get a band to pick a name sometimes. Yeesh!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005


I figured I should get better aquainted with the bands that Rob A&R's (being the killers' #1 fan isn't enough), so I decided to give the new Thrice album a listen for the first time since it came out. It's not all rooooooar like I thought it would be. Actually, it's almost like a hybrid of the Deftones and Muse. I'm pretty sure their last album didnt sound like this, which may be a good or bad thing for fans. I know that a lot of Muse fans read this blog, so I would recommend it to them.

I also started decorating my work area with publicity posters that were in our closet... it's mostly a bunch of Killers images where brandon looks like Freddy Mercury. I might rasturbate an image of the Oohlas or Permanent Me so I can make it more Stolen Transmission central.

I'm not feeling too hot. I think I have a fever and my back hurts from picking Brandon Reilly up. I was really excited to see him for the first time in a month and lifted him up in the air, and I'm paying for it now. He's a light boy, but my grip was totally off.

Speaking of Brandon, Nightmare of You are Playing tonight at Bowery Ballroom with the International Noise Conspiracy and the Tarts of Pleasure are hosting the afterparty at the Darkroom. Come by at around 11:30.

Sorry for the lack of humor. I just had a bit of Moet, and that still couldnt knock me from my funk.

Friday, December 16, 2005


There's a really good reason why i haven't been posting lately: On Tuesday I officially started up Stolen Transmission Records. The proper label that will release full length albums from bands. I never thought in a million years that I would love a job as much as I do, but only 4 days in and I'm smiling from ear to ear all day long. From the moment I wake up til the moment I drop (which has been in the DJ booth a couple of nights). Our offices are located in Island/Def Jam so today I passed by Jay-Z and we said hello to each other. Last night at our holiday party, JayZ and LA Reid gave my partner, Rob Stevenson, a super awesome shout out. He is, after all, the best of the best in the rock world. Even New York Magazine thinks so! I just simply cant believe that I get to learn from and work with someone as extraordinary as Rob, and if I were to ever break the rules and get a tattoo, it would say "learn from rob."

Last weekend I went to California to visit the oohlas to check out the songs they've been working on for ST. There were moments when I sat there in their studio yelling at them. Yelling shit like "FUCK YOU GUYS FOR NOT PLAYING THIS SONG FOR ME EARLIER!" and "HOLY FUCKING SHIT." i'm so excited and proud of this band. They're making a record that I believe in 110%. They're doing something I can't help but flip the fuck out for. I can't wait til i can post some MP3s.

Apart from listening to new Oohlas music, Friday night I went with Ollie to see Cave-In. This was after having a muffin that ollie buttered for me... with some funny butter. Towards the end of the night GregOohlas decided that it looked like I needed to go home so he put me in his car and we drove around Hollywood listening to the Oohlas and I dont think I've felt so perfect in my life. I didn't want the car ride to ever stop. Ever. But once it did, i nested myself (filled with del Taco) on Ollie's couch and slept til the next morning.

Saturday me and the Oohlas went to the KROQ Almost Acoustic Xmas. Two of the bands that Rob signed were playing and so we got there pretty early to see them. Thankfully we got there early enough to witness the hilarity of Avenge Sevenfold. Ollie said it best when she said that they're so bad that they go full circle and are awesome again. Somewhere there is a void that Kid Rock left open and they feel the need to fill it, and fill it they will. I wouldn't be surprised if they become huge. Am I a fan? No. Do I think it will be huge? Yes. And I'm sure the girls in Santa themed bikinis dancing on stage think so too. Next up was Thrice. The singer of Thrice sings like this: ROOOOOOOOOOOOAR. No, wait, he sings like this: ROOAAAAAAAAAAAR. They sounded killer until the sound dude fucked up during a song they were supposed to play with a string quartet and Dustin ended up singing a capella. Lucky for him, he sounded great. Then Chino from the Deftones joined him for a song.

Then Gurj's favorite band, Fallout Boy took the stage. Call me biased, but I'm buying whatever brand of emo they're selling. Tough crowd for them to take on. Dudes were screaming for Korn (or KOOOOOOOOOORN). Pete W handled the situation well and promised the crowd that they would be off the stage shortly... meanwhile i screamed for them to play "Dance Dance."

I watched the rest of the show from backstage until Nine Inch Nails came on. Ollie and our internerd friend Riley jumped into the audience and danced and sang. We were those people. "Those People" that you dont want to stand next to because they're singing too loud and dancing a bit too much. Once NIN were over we momentarily loitered and then hopped onto a bus that took us to the Renassaince Hotel to drink at the bar. We all got shit faced. Said embarassing things. Called it a night.

I managed to crawl out of bed on sunday to rejoin Rob for day 2 of the KROQ show. Sunday's show was probably more up to all of your speed: Death Cab, Bravery, Coldplay, White Stripes, and Depeche Mode. The White Stripes are unreal. They are consistantly a fucking amazing band. Jack continues to appear like a complete pscyhopath genius. Meg continues to appear to be a 5 year old with a killer rack banging on drums in hopes that her ex-husband doesnt yell at her up afterwards cause she fucked up.

Coldplay was pretty great as well. They're pretty much always sweet on stage. They're like the peanut butter of rock: satisfying.

When Depeche Mode came on, either I was exhausted from a few hard nights and completely hung over, or the energy on stage was completely gone. I ended up falling asleep at my seat. Rob's friend Lucy Walsh woke me up and said it was time to leave. DM were still on, but I beelined it to a cab so i could fall asleep. Which I did at Ollie's while watching a show on the Disocvery channel about a 750 lb man. He died.

Monday Riley came to hang with me and Ollie. We nerded out about people from message boards that we met each other on. Who is dating who. Who's met whom in real life. What they're like. A mini-board meet-up of sorts.

At the end of the night I hopped on a plane and returned to NYC, took a 2 hour nap and went to my first day of work. (I just need to interject and say that Alex Shenitsky is the best. He just brought me a bellini. apparently we drink bellini's up in this piece on fridays). My first day of work was eventful and fun and it was followed by a marathon DJ evening for the Tarts of Pleasure. First we DJed from 7-12 at the Fuse holiday party (VJ Steven Smith joined us for the last hour and killed it... he's a fucking great DJ), and then we cabbed it to the Dark Room to DJ our Modern Art party. That went on til about 4am. So that was about 8 and half hours of DJing. By the end I was passing out and being served Jagerbombs by the bartenders in an effort to keep me awake.

Wednesdeay I had a showcase at Fat Baby with Permanent Me (formeally Yes, Virginia as of this morning), Her Daily Obsession, Foriegn Islands, and Monty. Permanent Me is a new band on ST. They make me want to be 16 again and ruling the halls of the mall with my boyfriend. Their songs are undeniably catchy and I feel so fucking blessed to have them in my life.

Her Daily Obsession played their 4th show ever. Sarah's sounded stunning and I think that she's got my favorite voice of all the Madden kids. Lawrence is a huge fan of theirs, and I'm just happy that he got to finally see them.

Foreign Islands is, without a doubt, my favorite live New York City band. Seeing them reminded me of seeing Franz for the first time at Pianos a million years ago. Go see them if you ever get the chance.

Monty, like Foreign Islands, is another band you need to see live. They fall into a genre called Action Rock. They're kind of like a Bert McCracken fronted Muse with horns. Nobody at the showcase knew what to expect, but when i turned around everyone's face was lit up with a massive smile. Alex attempted to start a circle pit consisting of just me and him. He's much stronger than me (and he was much drunker) so it took the man power of myself and Permanent Me Joe to stop his attemps. It was HILARIOUS.

Last night I/DJ had a holiday party... which brings us back to where I started.

Maybe now you all get why I haven't updated in a while.

Come to the orchard bar tonight to see me and Karen DJ. For only 3 hours this time. Flirt with our coatcheck girl, Gurj. Maybe James from Foreign Islands will be bartending and you can ask him for a CD.

But first, listen to this AMAZING new song from Elefant. I think it's the best song they've done yet.

Elefant - "The Clown"

Tuesday, December 13, 2005


Tonight is ON bitches! the dark room is officially re-opening tonight for MODERN ART TUESDAYS and in celebration, jason promised to be drunk and "stupid" which will most likely mean giving out free booze to you revelers on a whim. 11:30 pm onwards...

JEEZ... can i get you guys enough free booze this week or what?

By the way, how hot are my girlfriends?


I'm so fucking stoked, it's not even funny. Why am i stoked? Well, for several reasons. For one thing, i'm throwing a showcase party. It's going to be one of those shows that you will possibly regret missing one day... so don't miss it.

FAT BABY (112 Rivington St. @ Essex)
8:30-9:30 Free Zygo Vodka

8pm - Yes, Virginia
9pm - Her Daily Obsession
10 - SPECIAL SURPRISE GUEST (soooo good)
11 - Monty

Really, you don't want to miss this show.

I also just came home from Los Angeles where I got to hear new Oohlas music. The album is going to be stupidly good. I wish I were Ollie Tamale. I think I'm gonna be the first Olliebee.

Wednesday, December 7, 2005


Misshapes will be at Don Hill's this weekend... Yes, the former home of the beloved TisWas party (where we all used to party when we were younger). Unfortunately I will be in California attending the KROQ Almost Acoustic Xmas show... maybe Pete Wentz will write a song about it. If you see me at the show or anywhere else in LA, please say hi. I like meeting new people.


I know that i've been lacking in any sort of personal updates. It's just a phase i'm going through ... a busy phase. I wake up, i run off to work, and remain running around til about 2 or 4am and then repeat. That sort of thing will take it's toll on a person and make them not want to update their blog. Many times it's because you realize that it was just a little over a week ago you were at MSG watching Bon Jovi, and you realize it was just under a week ago you were in Atlantic City watching Depeche Mode and the Bravery and playing Blackjack for the first time (and not losing terribly!), you realize that it was just last night that you were at home recovering from exhaustion and completely unable to leave the house until the very end of the evening. Hi, I need a vacation from fun. How pathetic?

Anyway, tonight, december 7 karen and i have been asked to dj a quickee set for the west side crowd at SWAY. thats at 305 spring street, btw greenwich and hudson (right by don hills), and we're djing from 11:30 til 1:30 while the bartenders dole out $2 shots of jack daniels.

And as per usual, the Friday night party at the Orchard Bar is still happening. Kids are still dancing. We're still DJing. Cute boys in bands are still flirting. You should be there.

Thursday, December 1, 2005


My favorite vodka company was nice enough to provide Stolen Transmission with an OPEN BAR!!!!

Zygo Peach Flavored Vodka!!!!!


go to that show. i've heard amazing things about Foreign Islands and Man In Gray.

Monday, November 28, 2005


Karen is actually a good writer and a publicist, so she threw together this mock-press release for our NEW TUESDAY NIGHT PARTY:

MODERN ART, noun: a genre of the fine arts created from the mid-19th century which strayed from traditional techniques and styles.

Key words there?  Straying from traditional techniques and styles.  The Tarts of Pleasure have got that down pat!  For all of those nay-sayers who sniff at our DJ technique (yeah that is an f-in' iPod and CD mixer you see there), there are those like the kind folks at Paper Magazine who have chosen it as the ultimate in NYC DJ experiences.

The point is, MODERN ART defies logic and genre, and we have chosen to take that aesthetic back to the Dark Room where it belongs.  Our new Tuesday night party has no rules.  There will be good music.  There will be bad music.  There will be mainstream and indie.  Hell, we'll probably find reason to repeat artists multiple times a night.  It all ties in to the modern conception of bar-room DJ, an art form undoubtedly championed by the one and only Tarts of Pleasure!

Ludlow St btw Houston and Stanton
11:30 pm – 3:30 am

Above all else, MODERN ART makes us want to rock out.

Karen wrote that.... I don't know how to write properly. I also would've bolded the wrong words.

Also, my friend Sydney has two tickets for sale for the Bon Jovi show tonight at MSG.
$180 for the pair.
section 119 Row D
ticketfast file... so it's a printable pdf file.
email Syd if you want to go:

Sunday, November 27, 2005


I love my friend Brandon. He's one of my best friends and we share a lot in common. However, there is one thing we don't share in common and that's politics. At least once a week we get into a discussion/debate about our views on America, and rarely are they the same. This week's debate came when I wished him a Happy Thanksgiving. This launched into your typical "america raped and pillaged the natives & made a race of people their slaves... I dont feel right celebrating this holiday" vs. "my family escaped religious persecution and went from having everything taken from them in Eygpt to having a properous life in America... and while the start of this country was less than ideal, the result has been good for many people."

My dad's cousin Enzo was telling us about going to school in Egypt. Each day at school one year consisted of the Nun/Teacher making her and 4 other girls stand in the front of class as the nun said to the other students "these girls killed Jesus." Eventually, Enzo told her mom about this and her mom informed her that it was the Romans. Enzo returned to school the next day, told the nun what her mom told her and if she disagreed she should phone her mother. The teacher no longer called the Jewish girls to the front of the class. Anyway, stories like this one are fairly common in my family and so I guess my feelings towards the holiday are a bit different than El Brando's.

Here is a WEE fraction of my family:

Here's some of the dinner spread... an Egyptian Thanksgiving. Check out the grape leaves, the turkey, the beets, beef stew, okra, pita, and turkey:

Anyway... I've been so inspired to cook lately, so the past two nights I've made dinner for Gurj.

Saturday night I made yellowfin tuna burger on a roll with pickled ginger and wasabi dressing, mashed potatos topped with teriyake sauce and a salad with balsamic vinigarette:

Tonight I made seared tuna steak over carmelized onion infused mashed potatos topped with string beans sauteed in butter. To go along with this dish, I made a wasabi sauce and drizzled the plate with teriyake sauce:

The tuna steak was a little well done... but that's how i like it.
I also made guacomole for Jordan and Feng-Feng. I'm too stuffed to even look at it, but it's great.

My next project is pumpkin ravioli in a butter sage sauce.

Friday, November 25, 2005



200 Orchard Street at Houston.

you know the drill...

Wednesday, November 23, 2005


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I just wanna give a big Mazel Tov to Christina Aguilera and Jordan Bratman on their recent wedding. I don't know either of them, but I think they make a really cute couple. I've always had a soft spot for Xtina since reading an interview she did in Interview magazine back in 1999/2000 where she name dropped Basquiat in a way that made me actually think she knew what she was talking about. I always found her to be a bit brighter than people ever gave her credit for, and the fact that she married this Jordan guy when she probably could've had any back up dancer she wanted, makes me think that she knows what's up.

Now my question to anyone out there who might be in the know: Did she convert or did they just have a Jewish wedding? She's got a tattoo with hebrew letters on her arm (in honor of Jordan), and considering the wedding was a jewish one when it could've been secular makes me wonder if she has gone the Marilyn Monroe route of becoming a jewess. Anyone know?

In other news, Gurj and Jordan have the best blogs right now. Will somebody buy them some Chanel already?

Also, Nightmare of You have hit the road with the (International) Noise Conspiracy. Click Here for tour dates. Go to their shows and tell Brandon that I say hi. Chances are I'll be talking to him via sidekick when you do it so it'll be super trippy for him... not so much for me or you.

I'm watching Al Gore's new network Current TV. It's great in that sort of hip-made-for-high-school-educational TV. At times I find it a bit... too ... gentle. I want the voice overs to have a bit more command and less VH1 Classic feel. I think that after time they'll develop a stronger voice that is less "hey buddy... what's up" and more "hi. let me tell you something important in a way you'll understand".

Either way, all the tv people on Current are REALLY HOT. Makes it really easy for me to follow.

Oh, also, is having a contest involving me. Exciting!!!

Wednesday, November 16, 2005


Monday night I was hanging at home with Brandon watching TV when Alex texted me to let me know that Neil Diamond would be on the Tonight Show that evening. Alex knows how much I LOVE Neil Diamond, so naturally, he knew to alert me. We changed channels immediately to NBC and i pressed record on my Divo.

Finally, he appeared performing the straight up folky "Delierious Love" with Brian Wilson singing back up. I got choked up. His voice booming and his swagger still intact.

I went with Jordan to Virgin Magastore on Tuesday to pick up the album (and about 10 other cds) and they played one of the new songs from the album over the PA. I nearly started crying. I told Brandon that Rick Rubin produced the album (you can hear it on myspace) and knowing that Jason Lader, the man who produced the Nightmare of You album, works with Rick on basically everything, he texted Jason to ask him about it. Jason suggested we listen to "Evermore." When I did I realized it was the same song they played at Virgin

There's a bit in the song that goes:
Do I Know You
Did I Ever
Thought I Did
Now I Know Better
Saw the Signs, But Not the Danger
How'd You Get to be a Stranger
At My Door

He sings about love in ways that shock and touch me.

You can hear "Evermore" for yourself by Clicking Here.

This is awesome... Click Here.

Also, Jordan finally has a BLOG!!! Recommended if you like fashion. He's obsessed with talking about clothes and trends. He's also straight. I love his blog.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005


click the picture above to purchase tickets.

Monday, November 14, 2005


I don't remember much of Saturday night post 2am... or pre-2am. I forgot to eat dinner that night and had a bit too much to drink and the next thing I knew I was sort of stumbling around and attempting inappropriate things. Two friends brought me home. I passed out on the couch and one of them dutifully took off my boots, picked me up, and tucked me in. I woke up at 10am in a panic. How did i get here? Did i bring home my purse and other valuables? As I stumbled across my room still drunk (4 drinks?!?!? seriously, did someone roofie me?), i found that my friends managed to bring home the things I needed. I love my friends. They're so good to me.

Anyway, the night consisted of going to Bauhaus with Lawrence and then DJing Misshapes with Josh and Joel.

Click on the links to see photos.... like this one of me and my surrogate brothers:


Whenever I go into the MTVu offices I never want to leave their lobby cause it's pretty much the only place where I can actually watch their channel (until i get a college boyfriend). Anyway, I was supposed to go to the Woodie Awards (which is the MTVu version of the VMAS), but I got stuck in Long Island with my gaggle of interns and missed them. I just saw that they posted the awards on their Uber site (which is mtvu online, sadly, only available on non-macs).

watch it

My friend Riley sent me this photo of his dog surfing the internet for porn and posting on message boards. His dad is in the shot too.

Saturday, November 12, 2005


I'm Djing there tonight with Josh and Joel. I don't think I need to promote this, but Geo thinks otherwise. Bring a heavy jacket cause the line to get in will be long.

Thursday, November 10, 2005


Karen and I forgot to include our friend Elhaam, and her party, Guilty Pleasures, on the flyer.

Wednesday, November 9, 2005


I mean, Thank you.

Cat Power - "The Greatest"

I suddenly want to drift away into nothing.

Thanks to Costa for sending this (and the spinto band) to me.

How has my life changed since winning those Paper Magazine Awards? This has been the question asked by absolutely no one, but a question that I feel like I should answer. Well, the answer is: I sit at home watching family guy and getting stoned. I go to bed at night alone (minus the 39 different people crashing at my place). I thought that the night I won I'd be up to my ears in dudes, but I went straight home after dinner and crashed and have been crash landing ever since.

I love the winter.

Tonight, I think i'm hanging out with Brian. I think we might see a movie. I think I might pig out on popcorn. I think I might get an upset stomach. I think I might laugh myself to sleep while watching Degrassi and thinking about how much of a better soap opera my life would make for those canadian teen shows.

My friend Rob just had a baby on Halloween and every baby store I've passed has not gone unvisited by me. I walk in, throw down my credit card, and start spending for his little girl. Rob is like a brother to me -- the one man in my life that has no blood relation to me that i trust as much as the ones that do. If Rob told me that he thinks it would be a really good idea if I ran into traffic with my eyes closed, I'd do it. So his daughter, Kiera Ryann, is like my neice. And I want to eat her little fucking face.

I want a baby of my own one day. Sometimes I'll look at my guy friends and think of them as nothing but possible baby daddies. This one is tall. This one has good bone structure. This one has a history of alcholism/drug abuse. This one has a history of depression. This one has nice eyes. This one is never sick. That's how I've reduced my male friends in the wake of Rob's baby. Future sperm doners for the future baby that will be located inside my belly in a few years. When I turn to my many male friends and tell them that i plan on having a kid, they either offer their services immediately or leave the room. I sometimes feel like a woman at a sperm doner clinic reading the binders and trying to figure out if the guy who went to Yale but has a clubbed foot would make a better doner than the one who became a self made millionaire but never graduated high school.

That's what's been going through my mind since winning the Paper magazine award.

But back to the important things:

The Spinto Band will be playing a show on FRIDAY NIGHT at Pianos. Here are the details, tickets are still available but probably not for long:
Friday November 11th PianosNYC
10:30 The Spinto Band
9:30 the Teeth
8:30 Buried beds
7:30 Marit Bergman
6:30 annekei

HOLY CRAP... Laura's favorite band of teenagers, Surefire are playing at Bowery. fuck yeah! Maybe I'll show up early if I can get tickets.


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Also, I just want to say thank you to whomever did this at the subway station on 14th and 6th ave. My friend Lisa spotted it and took a picture with her sidekick. If you did this, email me: and let me know. I'll send you a present or something. If anyone else decides to do something like this, email me the photo and your address and i'll send you some shit. I'll post the photo. I love graffiti. I don't even know if i spelled that right.

Monday, November 7, 2005


you stupid fucking animals!!!!

that photo is so cute i want to punch the little dog in the face.

Last night were the Paper Magazine Nightlife Awards. Karen and I won the most awards of the night... 3 in total, and we have you guys to thank for that! We were psyched, but it seemed as if NOBODY knew who we were, which was funny. Half the room were old school gays and club people who would never let us into their clubs if we showed up (suite 16, bungalo 8, etc). The other half were the new school gays and club kids who cheered us, which was really nice. I could actually hear people being like "huh?" from the audience when i went to collect my people's choice award for best DJ. Karen and I dedicated our Best Party award to the Misshapes for giving us our first chance to DJ as a duo.

I couldn't help but feel like a total idiot the whole night. I don't know why... probably because I really didn't feel like I deserved the awards. Best Promoters? We laughed. We feel like we're terrible promoters. Best Party? Well, we were stoked on that one, but the irony is how little monitary compensation having the best party actually throws your way. Best DJ? Whenever I manage to match a beat Karen and I look at each other in complete shock and high five each other. We can't even land the high fives.

I can't speak for any of the other awards we won without Karen, so I'll just say that winning the Best DJ (people's choice) was a bit of a surprise. There were DEFINITELY more qualified people up there... I guess I really just have to thank all of you who voted for me. Thank you so much.

I realized half way through the night that a few of my friends were missing. I have been so overwhelmed by work (I have two FULL time jobs, ack), and travel and living an episode of Degrassi, that I forgot to call a couple of really important people to let them know about the awards and to make sure that they came (bri, nik). I felt like a total jackass and could hardly enjoy myself for most of the night. One friend that came was Alex who works with me at stolen transmission the record label. Alex is a dude. He doesn't have a single bone that protudes obscenely due to rocking the coke chic look of most of my guy friends. He has full sleeve tattoos and wears snow board brand clothes. He beats up dudes at bars. This was the sort of scene he's not used to and at one point of the night i turned to him and said "i can read the look on your face: you're thinking that this is a window into my social life and you're not sure if you want any part of it." "you took the words right out of my mouth" he said as he pat me on the back.

The rest of the night was spent getting run over by people whom were either mad at us for winning, couldnt see me cause i'm so short, or really wanted to get a drink from the bar. Karen and I literally got elbowed and shoved all over the place. Even when you're a winner, you can feel like a total fucking loser.

thanks for making the following possible:
Best Promoters (the tarts of pleasure)
People's Choice Award for Best Party (stolen transmission)
People's Choice Award for Best DJ (ultragrrrl)

Sunday, October 30, 2005


Lawrence and I were talking the other day and decided that Ellen's blog was the best one out there right now.

Think Karen Plus One meets America's Next Top Model.

A little back story: Ellen is a really close friend of mine who left all of us kids (and her bitty dog piper) back at home to go to London for about a month to model. All her new friends in London are models because that's all she interacts with. They're all hot and adorable and Ellen is really fucking hilarious. Really, even if you dont read the blog (which you should because it's great), the photos are worth the visit.

Friday, October 28, 2005


I hate promoting shit... but sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do. So in order of dates... here's your fun for the next few days:


come find out why we're nominated by Paper Magazine as one of the best nyc parties. come dressed up. make out with someone cute.


I went to this party on thursday night a few weeks ago and it was one of the best parties i'd been to in a while that i had nothing to do with and wasn't misshapes.

My brother is making his DJing debut at Gothamist's 5th Movable Hype show. Jen Carlson booked the night and the line up is pretty great: The Capitol Years, The Cloud Room, Snowden, and Bravo Silva. Smoke tons of weed and show up wearing comfy shoes.

So where do i start? From the beginning? From the end? An ending fitting for the start...

In all honesty, my life has been pretty busy lately. Non-stop, and when it stops, i'm not really in the mood to update my blog. Partly because a lot that happened in my day really can't be blogged. The people i see, the things I do... everyone wants their secrets kept secret and I'm starting to be one of those people.

Last week is all a blur of dates lined up. At one point my friend Robbie showed up with his incredibly good looking (and straight. and single) friend Juan. I ended up meeting up with them at some point, i think wednesday, at Hi-Fi... after having dinner with my family and israeli cousins. I then drove downtown, met up with Alex and co, went to Hi-Fi to meet up with Robbie and Juan and my friend Patrick who was in town with his band Youth Group that had opened up for Death Cab earlier in the night. We all stayed there til it was really fucking late. Gurj put us in a cab and we went home.

Thursday I went to see my old friend's band, Vega 4 play a showcase at Epic Records. I don't know if I was technically supposed to be there since that's a rival label to mine... but as a guest of the band, i thankfully wasn't ushered out. My friend Bruce plays guitar in V4 (they're now called Hopeland, btw), and I met him in 2000 when they were recording their first album for Capitol Records. A doppelgangher of Gaz Combs from Supergrass, I thought Bruce was the cutest thing I'd ever seen and made quick friends with him.

We remained close all these years. I know that having a friend for five or six years is no big feat, but in this city, that sort of thing happen rarely. I've always appreciated Bruce.

After Bruce's showcase I went home to see my interns and get working on the final NOY ST singles (which were finally mailed out!!!! at last!!!). I then took Sasha the Intern to see the International Jew Conspiracy and the Bravery at Roseland. I showed up with a flask of delicious peach flavored Zygo vodka and poured half a can of redbull down my throat and filled the rest of the can w/vodka. I started drinking during T(i)NC's set... which was good. By the time the lights went down before the Bravery's set I was a bit buzzed and feeling inhibited enough to have a wacky smoke. By the time the Bravery finally took the stage I was drunk, stoned, and happy. The people I was with, which was mostly people from Island records, all danced around with me. OK, so i'm not the BIGGEST Bravery fan, but their good songs are great. I really had a wonderful time... and since the venue was half full, i had tons of room to enjoy myself.

After the Bravery show i took Gurj with me to Mercury Lounge to see Patrick's band Youth Group. Gurj and I were having a drink with Patrick at the bar when Gurj's poor tired eyes started to give in. Poor thing had to go home before the band even began. I wish she stayed because she would've been there with me when the band played "Skeleton Jar," a song so gorgeous that it makes me want to climb inside the speakers just to get closer to the songs. Sadly, the band didn't play their cover of Alphaville's "Forever Young."

Once their show was through I bid Patrick farewell and headed to the Delancey for the Soulpusher party that Omri throws. I met up with the ridiculously amazing Lauren Ashley and Jenne. I was also supposed to meet up with Bruce, but I couldn't find him and just ended up dancing with Lauren and a friend of hers. I started to get a bit tired and decided that maybe my day was busy enough to warrent me going home. As I was walking out i ran into my friend Sioux who told me that Bruce had been on the roof of the Delancey waiting for me. So I went up and joined him. We caught up on our lives. He looked amazing. When I met Bruce he was wearing baggy skater jeans and skater shoes. This particular evening he was wearing tight pants and converse... finally! I could hardly recognize my suddenly fashionista'd Bruce. He looked so hot!

I had to say goodbye to Bruce after about an hour because my body was about to break down.

Friday I had a meeting on the upper east side. On my way to the meeting Rob Hitt called to see if he could come over to my house later cause Fuse would be doing something about a band on his label (i surrender records) named Valencia. I told him to meet me at home and i'd make sure it would be tivoed. Then Patrick called me because he wanted to see the OC that i Tivoed where they had his band's Alphaville cover playing. He was also on the upper east side, so after my meeting we met up and headed home together. Between Rob and Patrick, we had a whole "lets watch ourselves on tv" party. It was fun.

Patrick had to go to meet up with his band, and some more friends came over to party before heading over to the Orchard bar for a fun filled dance fest.

Then on saturday i saw madonna in the flesh.

more updates coming soon.
love always,

ps. since so many of you are crazy Josh Madden fans... look at this cute photo:

Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Tuesday, October 25, 2005


I swear i'll be giving a proper update sometime today that wont consist of what Jordan suggested I make it: "I've been really busy doing a ton of fun stuff. I don't have time to write about it all, so i'll just start from scratch, starting now."

i'll try my best to do a real, proper update.

Until then...
In the Paper Magazine Nightlife Awards.
I can't believe I'm nominated! (twice, even, if you count Stolen Transmission! yay guys!)



Sunday, October 23, 2005


I've been really busy lately and so I'm sorry I haven't been posting.

What have I been busy with? Watching Madonna DJ at Misshapes is one thing. Here's a photo my roommate Gurj took. In the background is Jeppe from Junior Senior. He looks STOKED.

Friday, October 14, 2005


Is it Friday already?

Lastnight, after my fast, my Brother Lawrence and I went with Rob and Alex S. to see My Chemical Romance at the Continental Airlines Arena. We were a little late because my mom first loaded up Alex and Rob with homemade Egyptian delights like spinach and cheese konafa and baklava before sending us on our way. i"ll write about the show later, but my ears are a little deaf from all the kids screaming at the top of their lungs. Honestly, they were louder than the band, and I'm still in a slight bit of shock over the experience.

After the show, I went with Rob and Alex to this new(?) party in Brooklyn that the Misshapes crew were DJing. It was at this really amazing loft space called Monsoon (or was it Mamoun?... it was on N.10th between bedford and driggs), and pretty much seemed like the type of party you would see in a movie that was supposed to be the quintessential New York City party... only it was in Brooklyn. I NEVER go to Brooklyn, but I'd actually return to this thing in the future. I guess it's every thursday, but I'm not 100% sure.

Anyway, my legs are exhausted from all the running around, dancing, and jumping around I did last night, but not tired enough to keep me from exploding into bursts of fun at tonight's STOLEN TRANSMISSION. Will you people come say hi to me when you come?

Wednesday, October 12, 2005



As my Brother Lawrence put it, iPod just made it WAY EASIER TO WATCH PORN... Like 150 hours of it on your iPod.

Dear Apple:
Please send me your products for free. I will write about them.

Begins at sundown. Ready, set, GO!!!

Hey observant Joos, have fun fasting and repenting.

Here's an issue i face whenever I repent: I think about all the things I'm supposed to be repenting and all that goes through my head is "man, that was so fucking fun. i'm going to relive that moment in my mind on repeat for the next hour to get me through this day quicker." and then when i'm done i say to myself "ok, that was wrong... don't do it again." But do i listen to myself? No. I do it again.

Sorry God. I'll try better next time.

Sunday, October 9, 2005


Congratulations to Scott and Eliza! Today they are getting married! I'm so excited for them and will be wishing them the best of luck this evening at their wedding.

Friday, October 7, 2005


Check out Jordana the Intern's blog!

The above quote was a line said by the Bela Lugosi character in Ed Wood (and i suppose whatever movie it came from), but it's a line that's being uttered by one of my friends, Baron.

Baron is in his mid-20s. He works in finance. He hails from Orange County, CA (the real OC), and he's got one of the best tastes in music out of anyone i know. Another remarkable thing about Baron is that he's HILARIOUS and a walking party.

Anyway, Baron is looking for an apartment in the city. email me ( if you've got a room he can sublet or rent or lease or whatever.


Buddyhead did a good one and posted new Depeche Mode tracks on their MP3 blog. Click here to go to the downloads.

Looks like Bush was on a mission from God. Wow, a President that speaks to God...

I went to see the Rapture last night at Crash Mansion. I found out once I got there that it was actually a secret show, which bummed me out cause I would've posted about it here so people who read this blog could get a scoop or some shit like that. I thought I was just so out of the loop that I didn't even know about the show until the last minute. Anyway, the band sounded fantastic and look as young as ever. They played some new songs which sounded a lot more straight forward and structured than their debut album. One song oddly reminded me of Yazoo's "Situation", and hopefully it'll be as big of a hit as the Yazooooo one.

OK, now for the IMPORTANT STUFF:

Tarts of Pleasure present... Stolen Transmission @ ORCHARD BAR.
200 Orchard St, right below Houston.
We DJ from 1-4
Not only do we DJ like a broken record, but we post like one too!


Tarts of Pleasure gueststar at.... MOVIDA.
7th Avenue and Leroy St, across 7th from Misshapes (sorry guys!)
I think we DJ from 1-3

Ok, thats all.

Thursday, October 6, 2005


I told El Brando that I would post that Nightmare of You will be doing a very rare, very intimate, acoustic performance at St. John's University in Queens, NY.

WSJU welcomes: Nightmare of You
Thursday, October 6th
St. John's University on the Great Lawn
FREE to all.

Sounds like fun. Wish I could be there.

I've been getting up at 6 or 7am for the past few days to do radio interviews for hours and hours to promote my book. It's been a very interesting experience that i've definitely learned from. My oldest brother Albert would listen in on a few of them and critique me endlessly. Mention the book more. Say the interviewers name. Mention the website. Spell things out. Sell your book. Sell your book. Sell your book. I want to sell my book, but when doing interviews at 7am, I sometimes forget things. I forget to remind the interviewer to mention the name of my book.

When I haven't been talking about myself to people I've never met, I've been going to Shul for Rosh Hashana. Happy New Years. I go to this shul on the upper west side that i've attended my entire life, and yet, I feel like I'm new there. I don't really know too many folks over there, and it's always been a dream of mine to meet a cute boy there... but there aren't many people my age. My shul is really wonderful because I believe it might actually be the oldest congregation in the US (or maybe it's the oldest sephardic congregation... not sure), and it's in this gorgeous building that looks like one of those classic churches, but far less ornate. My favorite part about going there is that there's this powerful male choir who sing the prayers. I'm not sure if the acoustics are remarkable in my shul or what, but I think a band should really record there one day.

Anyway... i wish this were real:

Monday, October 3, 2005


I'm not going to review the Across the Narrows show because: a) i hate reviewing things. b) i would end up just spending about 30 lines talking about how cool it was that the Killers played "Everything Will Be Alright" for the 3rd time ever -- their set up was the four of them at the front of the stage, each (save for Dave who was at his guitar) behind synths. c) I'd spend far too long discussing the poor advertising and marketing the promoters did for this event -- seems as if NOBODY knew about it and the attendance of about 4000 people proved this.

Instead, the only thing REALLY worth talking about was one of the funniest moments I've ever witnessed with my own eyes: Brandon Reilly and I were walking to the stage from the catering so we could watch the New York Dolls. Suddenly from behind I hear my brother Lawrence shout something like "the dolls!!!!!" We turn around to see him charging to the stage with a plate of GIANT chocolate cake in one hand and pepsi in the other. Both Brandon and myself couldn't process this image without falling to the ground on our backs and laughing our asses off. Mind you, moments before he came up to me, Brandon and Wyatt backstage, clutching a giant cone of blue cotton candy yelling "I JUST SAW DAVID JOHANNSON!!!!" I felt like a parent at the food court of Disney World hearing my 5 year old get stoked out over peeping Mikey Mouse.

Check out my brothers photos:
Lawrence eating cake, oranges and photos of the New York Dolls
Photos of the Killers and Misshapes

Sunday, October 2, 2005


I am posting this photo up because I fucking love it. I love it. I love it.

Sexy Party or Brandon Sandwich... yay.

Friday, September 30, 2005


I was sitting at work, minding my own business when I came across an article about the man who invented Valium. In the article, it said: "Sternbach, an award-winning chemist who helped the Swiss drug conglomerate Roche Group build its U.S. headquarters in Nutley, N.J., after fleeing the Nazis during World War II, died in Chapel Hill, N.C., after a short illness late Wednesday. His wife, sons and other relatives were at his side, according to the company."

Which sparked a rather morbid IM conversation with a close friend of mine:

Ultragrrrl: i hope i'm not alone when i die.
my friend: You won't be
Ultragrrrl: i jsut read an article about the inventor of Valium. he died yesterday and the article said he was surrounded by his wife and kids when that happened, and at that moment "in an aeroplane over the sea" came on, and i thought, wow, I really dont want to be alone when I die.
Ultragrrrl: I hope not.
Ultragrrrl: Who knows, i could die in my sleep. i could die in a car accident. i hope when i die, it's while i'm with someone who loves me so they can continue living knowing i didnt die alone.
my friend: You won't be alone
Ultragrrrl: do you plan on killing me to make sure that happens?
my friend: Yeah but if you're dead, you're dan.
my friend: Dead
my friend: Not dan
my friend: You're sarah
Ultragrrrl: I dont want to be Dan.
my friend: Hehe
Ultragrrrl: My dog died in my arms. She wasn't alone.
Ultragrrrl: it's so weird when you think about life and how pointless it is, yet I want to live.
my friend: Totally pointless, yet totally desirable and urgent.
my friend: If you think about it, nothing matters.
Ultragrrrl: nothing matters AT ALL.
my friend: Because in the end your alone and you die
my friend: Its so depressing
Ultragrrrl: in the end, death is the only constant.
Ultragrrrl: we live in social order because people are essentially social creatures who want to experience things with people.
my friend: Morrissey has the most touching lyric about life and death
Ultragrrrl: what is it?
my friend: "When I'm lying in my bed, I think about life and I think about death. And neither one particularly appeals to me."
Ultragrrrl: i havent thought about that lyric in AGES.
my friend: I think about it everyday
Ultragrrrl: i suppose humanity is nothing but a chain reaction.
Ultragrrrl: you need to not be in dispair so the people around you aren't in dispair, and the people around them.
my friend: I want everyday of my life to be amazing
Ultragrrrl: i want everyday of your life to be amazing.
Ultragrrrl: wow!
Ultragrrrl: i feel like the only thing that i'm ever anxious about is money. i want money. i dont want to let people down financially. but lately, i care a lot less about things. I didnt have sex cause i was completely in fear of it. I didn't do drugs cause of fear. but i dont know what i'm scared about.
my friend: Yeah
Ultragrrrl: i think about death a lot these days, i think cause people i know are dropping like flies.
my friend: Aw
Ultragrrrl: i dont mean that in a sad way.
Ultragrrrl: i just mean it in a reality way. at least art lasts forever.

Anyone else have any thoughts on this subject they care to share?

Or you can enjoy this Mock Trailer of "Shining" that Paul Hanley sent me.

The SPIN 20th Anniversary Bash on Wednesday went really well. Those sort of things could go so terribly wrong all the time. From a performer not showing up to a guest getting into a brawl, so many factors can put an event that's supposed to be really fun into geopardy. Thankfully, that wasn't the case here.

I spent the day attepting, but failing, to power nap. I can't remember what I did for most of the day (including the actual party itself), but I'm pretty sure it included a lot of working from home. It seems like I've been goofing off a lot less and focusing on work a lot more, or at least trying to. Oh wait, now i remember... that day I went out to lunch at Teany with my roommate Gurj and then headed back home where I spent the afternoon TOASTING ROSE PETALS. I finally figured out that if I put those rose petals in the toaster and bake them for a minute and then let them cool off for another 5 mintues, I'm left with nearly perfect rose petals that don't rot and dry quite nicely. These days, at APT 3A, if you have to use the toaster, you've gotta go into my room. It's kinda silly. My rose toasting ceremony was accented by a delightful visit by Brandon and his girlfriend Lauren bearing Hogaarden beers ("I brought Hogaardens for ... my ho garden."), which I couldn't touch since I was working. Sad. But I guess it's good to know that when left to my own devices I can restrict my indulgences.

Gurj and I met up with the NOY Boy Toys outside of Webster Hall. Brandon, Joe, Joe's girlfriend Jenne, and myself walked the red carpet and got interviewed. I haven't been able to watch the video, sadly, but Brandon said that he and I were the walking equivlent to "Curbed Your Enthusiasm," which means that it's probably cringeworthy to watch, but a trainwreck designed for pure enjoyment. We're more Larry and Jeff than Larry and Cheryl.

There was an open bar downstairs in the greenroom which I indulged in before, after, and during my DJ set. Karen told me that Vodka sodas are calorie and carbohydrate free, so I didn't feel guilty pumping that shit through my veins. By the time NOY took the stage I was sauced up and danced up front with Jenne and friends. After that set Brandon and I attempted to check out the party. I got a little overwhelmed, lost Brandon in the shuffle, and found him back in the greenroom where I got another drink -- which now makes sense... 7 drinks in the night... ok, now i know why i couldn't really last past 12am. I missed the Living Things cause gravity was having it's way with me. I came home and watched Curbed, Degrassi, and sadly missed Death Cab for Cutie and Public Enemy. If there was a power to fight, it was my sobriety.

Yesterday I had the interns come over. I've got two new interns to add to the already fabulous Jordana: Nick and Sasha. I've known Nick from the internet for a couplel years and Sasha is a friend of his. We spent most of the time watching "Degrassi: The Next Generation," listening to demos from bands I fucking love, new oohlas songs, and making those Nightmare of You singles that are the bane of my existance. We managed to make about 30 of them in one day! Holy shit... only 2 dozen more to send out and those things will finally be out of my life. I love NOY. I love those singles. But i'd love my life back!

When 8pm rolled up the interns opted for staying in to watch the OC rather than going to class, going to their own homes, and going wherever else they had to go. I left them to check out a band called Warren Suicide at Rothko. They were a great, possibly german? techno rock trio. Male/Female vocals. I spent the entire time trying out new dance moves and thinking about how cool it must be to be from wherever they're from. Then I went home. I meant to go to Elhaam's birthday party, but my bed needed me.

This morning I had to get up super early to audition for an MTV-U gig. I'm not sure how that went. Probably not too hot since it was early (for me) and outdoors and today is the first freezing fucking cold day of the year. My luck!

Tonight I'm going back to NJ for dinner w/my family then heading over to the Orchard Bar for STOLEN TRANSMISSION! The party has been going so well, and some friends of mine who are playing in Long Island tonight might make a quick visit, which would be nice.

Anyone going to the Across the Narrows show tomorrow? Which one? the Pixies or the Killers? I'm going to be hitting up the Killers one... between them, Interpol, British Sea Power, and Tegan & Sara, it's like my ideal evening. Oh joy!

I love you deeply,

I recently shot this thing for MTVU called SOUNDTRACK. It used to be that you could only watch MTVU on college campuses, but that's changed. Now you can go to and see all their programming ON DEMAND... Including my "Soundtrack" show! But sadly, this only works for people on PCs (no macs, dunno why). The way to get to it is to go to the site and click on the WATCH NOW button under the giant U on the left of the screen. Choose "Watch MTV U On Demand"... a window will pop up and on the left side you'll see little me under SOUNDTRACK. (you can also click on "all shows" and choose "soundtrack" there.)

There's one segment where I'm hanging out with Nightmare of You in my room... which is the G-Rated Version of what we normally do. There's also a segment where I'm hanging out and DJing with Karen... and I finally notice that I'm REALLY FUCKING SHORT. Holy shit. I need to get platforms ASAP.

Wednesday, September 28, 2005


Someone suggested I mention on here that I will be on the Morning Sedition show on Air America. If you're in the NYC area, you can hear it at 1190AM. I'm appearing LIVE at 7:30 am (or at least that's when the show begins... not sure my exact air time).

When I showed up to my uncle's shiva last week dressed a bit casual, my brother Albert yelled at me about it. I replied "Chill out! I just came from work! Give me a break!" To which one of my cousins replied "You go to work LIKE THAT?" When Albert said I looked like shit, I said "That's because i've been up since 8am!" Yeah... that answer didn't really win much sympathy either.

So, I suppose other folks wake up at really early hours... if you're one of those people, check me out on Air America.

Monday, September 26, 2005


My old stomping grounds, SPIN, is turning 20! To celebrate this event, they're throwing themselves a killer party that you can get tickets to.

The show's main stage -- hosted by Juliette Lewis -- will feature live performances from Public Enemy, Death Cab for Cutie, LCD Soundsystem, Drive-By Truckers, and Lady Sovereign, plus DJ sets from Afrika Bambaataa, Diplo, DFA, DMC, and the Rub. Tickets are on sale now via TicketWeb.

The Living Things and Nightmare of You, plus a special surprise guest, will appear on the OP Lounge second stage at New York's Webster Hall during Spin's 20th anniversary bash next Wednesday night (Sept. 28). Guest DJs Tommie Sunshine, Ultragrrrl (hey, that's me!), and the Husky Gentleman will be spinning sets throughout the night.

During the event, Spin will conduct a silent auction to benefit the MusiCares Hurrricane Relief Fund. Items include a customized Spin20 Schecter guitar (signed by the show's performers, pictured below); signed and numbered prints of the Spin20 poster (pictured above), designed by renowned artist Shepard Fairey; and other signed memorabilia from the Red Hot Chili Peppers, Metallica, Garbage, Interpol, Sting, Fountains of Wayne, and others, plus items from all the performers and DJs. All proceeds from the auction go directly to MusiCares. Spin, Webster Hall, Bowery Presents, and Shepard Fairey have all pledged to donate a portion of the proceeds from Spin20 to MusiCares' fund.



My buddy Siege's family lost all their belongings in Hurricane Katrina. His gorgeously tragic photos, which you can see here, showcase the devastation the storm brought to the south.

In order to raise money for his family, Seige has an amazing array of items up for auction which you can bid on or check out HERE. If you can't afford the items up for auction, but would like to donate a little, you can still do that via paypal.

Message from Siege:

My mom grew up poorer than poor in New Orleans, in a shotgun shack on McKain Street, with nine people living in three rooms. Christmas was Toys for Tots, dental care was having their teeth removed at Charity Hospital. Through it all they stuck together, and slowly over the course of years managed to work for a slightly better life, even if it was still below the poverty line, or the very shaky bottom rung of middle class. My mom raised me and my little brother alone, working three jobs, and I promised myself I'd take care of her when I could. This March I was finally able to make good on that promise, when I used my life savings to buy her a humble trailer she had fallen in love with in Mississippi, and gave it to her for my birthday. It was the first thing she'd ever owned, aside from junker cars. She named her humble trailer "Eden", and was as happy as I've ever seen her, which is pretty damn happy.

Then Katrina came. Now she's lost it all. The trailer, nestled between Bay St. Louis, MS and Slidell, LA, was submerged under over twenty feet of water when the storm surge came ashore. Thankfully, my mom and little brother were in a shelter in Kiln, and true to form, having volunteered in battered women's shelters and homeless shelters hew whole adult life, my mom spent the four days she was in the hurricane shelter helping the elderly and sick. Yes, I'm saying my mom is a redneck Mother Theresa (in fact, Theresa's her Confirmation name). Anyway, "Eden" has four feet of muck and dead shrimp and carp from Pearl River in it, and it's molding and ruined. My mom's now homeless, squatting in an evacuated home in Slidell. All she's got is the clothing on her back, and a few family photos she managed to grab. My little brother, 13, has nothing for school, and no medication for his asthma.

I'm going down tomorrow to pick her and my little brother up, to bring supplies, and to survey the damage. The rest of my family didn't fare much better. My aunt's home was destroyed, as was my cousin's apartment. So many memories lost, they had so little, and now they have nothing. And my family's just one of thousands just as bad off, if not worse. At least they have their lives.

Anyway, I'm the lucky one, having gotten out of Southern poverty years ago, and now it's all on my shoulders to help them rebuild. It will be a tough job, but I'm tough, and my people are tough. We know now, as always before, we can't count on the government to come to our rescue, or show care, so it's all just friends and family taking care of this business of rebuilding. And we're all friends and family now.

I thank you so much for the love and support, and I swear, when we rebuild my mom's Eden she's going to invite everybody down for a Cajun crawfish boil! It won't be fancy, but it will be fun, and good times will roll again.

-Clayton Cubitt, 9/7/2005

Saturday, September 24, 2005


I found this great site that shows you what songs were on the OC. I think i've actually been to that site before, but I had to revisit it when trying to figure out who covered the Neutral Milk Hotel's "In An Aeroplane Over the Sea." It was Matt Pond PA (whom also covered "Wonderwall" i think).

I went to my file sharing service and found a live cover of the song by Dax Riggs.
Give it a listen:

Dax Riggs - In The Aeroplane Over the Sea

This website has camera phone shots of My Chemical Romance and their fans in makeup. They're so cute!

That link came from Lindsay, whom got it from CityRag.

Friday, September 23, 2005


The other night my friends and I went to Kate's Joint to celebrate the release of my book and to surprise Brian with a belated birthday cake that the multi-talented Leigh made (vegan style!). I was so stoked cause Josh brought a copy of Paper Magazine and while I was browsing the party listings I totally accidently spotted a mention of the Stolen Transmission party: "The truth is that if it werent for this party, we'd declare the whole Ludlow-Orchard Street annex a no-fly zone from thursday through Saturday. It's that good" WOWOWOWOWOWOW!!!!! I nearly spat my beer across the table at Brandon and Geordan and threw the issue at Karen, whom herself hadn't known that the blurb would be written. We couldn't believe it! Thank you Paper Magazine!!!

Topics of the night varied from our parties ("why dont you throw a party to celebrate it" is the new "why don't you blog about it" which was the new "why don't you write a song about it"), the new site that's better than myspace, and Brian bet Elhaam that one of his scummy friend could pick her up using a technique that's they're learning in some weird pick up artist seminar.

Wednesday I went to the shiva.

Thursday morning I went back to the Shiva, came home, worked on singles with my interns, watched the Rape episode of Degrassi: the Next Generation, and went to DJ the Hurricane Benefit with Karen. I love her.

Thursday, September 22, 2005


I forgot to tell you guys that I would be on Today In New York today. I also forgot to Tivo it. I also forgot to watch it. I also forgot I was even on when my mom called me this morning at an ungodly hour to say how excited she was to see me on tv. She still gets stoked on that stuff. So did my entire family whom all told me about it when I showed up for the Shiva today. It's so nice to know that they're so excited about stuff like this... To be honest, i didn't even know my dad remembered that I made a book.

You can watch me here (I can't get it to work): La Ti Da!

Apartment are playing tomorrow (friday), at The Delancey at 8:30. Go to the show to pick up copies of their new EP that I put out with Fierce Panda for only $4. Wowzers.

Date My Mom.
Degrassi: The Next Generation.

Date My Mom is ridiculous! Mothers pimp out their babygirls to boys who just wanna bang? This shit is stupid in the best way possible.

Degrassi: The Next Generation goes there. It GOES there and then some. There are no happy endings on Degrassi. There are no restrictions. This is the best shit ever!

Date My Mom.
Degrassi: The Next Generation.

Date My Mom is ridiculous! Mothers pimp out their babygirls to boys who just wanna bang? This shit is stupid in the best way possible.

Degrassi: The Next Generation goes there. It GOES there and then some. There are no happy endings on Degrassi. There are no restrictions. This is the best shit ever!

Monday, September 19, 2005


I would like to start off this post by saying thanks to all my friends who have called, emailed, IMed, etc to check up on me. For those who don't read my brother's blog, my uncle David "DeDe" Lewitinn passed away on Saturday morning. He was my father's little brother, and my dad did everything imaginable to help him survive -- including getting him not one, but TWO heart transplants and a triple bypass surgery. His loss was not a shock, but something like that is never easy to deal with. Particularly when I went to the shiva last night and entered the room to hear my dad say "I want my brother back" while doubled over in tears. Anyone whom knows my father knows that he's not one to show any emotion except that of stone coldness. I know thousands of people died in Katrina, but this is closer to home and has effected me personally. So for those who have reached out to give their condolences, thanks.


A month ago, Fierce Panda in the UK called to see if I wanted to collaborate with them on a single by the band Apartment. Now, apart from being a huge fan of Apartment (They played the Tarts of Pleasure non-CMJ show last year with the Bravery), I am a HUGE fan of Fierce Panda. In fact, Fierce Panda was the inspiration behind my singles label: Stolen Transmission. FP introduced me to some really amazing bands, and pretty much any time i heard that a band had previously released a single on FP, I knew that they were a group I should take notice of... many of them became my favorites. Such as: Placebo, Idlewild, Coldplay, the Polyphonic Spree, and Supergrass.

So it's with great pleasure that I announce the first ever Stolen Transmission collaboration:


You can buy the collaboration single this week exclusively at their shows. Next week you can purchase it on this website (because all the other orders for the Spinto Band and Nightmare of You will have been shipped by then... thank god.)

Tonight Apartment plays at the Mercury Lounge in NYC at 9:30.
Tomorrow they play in Philly at the Khyber with Towers of London.

The tracks on the release are: "Patience is Proving," "Beyond My Control (live)," and "People."

Watch the video for "Patience is Proving"

Back to Hurricane Katrina: The Tarts of Pleasure and Josh Madden will be DJing a benefit this thursday to help victims of the horrible natural disaster. Please come by and help support:

Location: Buddha Lounge 29 E. 3rd street (Between 2nd and Bowery)
suggested donation is $5

Friday, September 16, 2005


The Arcade Fire with David Bowie - "Wake Up"
[From Banana Nutrament

I really shouldn't put off blogging for a week. Remembering where i left off is always a task. I think i left off just before the MTVu people came by to film me for a show they're doing about songs that soundtrack your life. I got to have my NOY Boy Toys in there with me, which was fun cause otherwise they'd actually have to leave my house... and perish the thought!

Later, last friday, I met up with BrandonR at the fashion week tents. My delightful friend Faran told me that Alexz Johnson from 'Instant Star' was going to be at a certain fashion show so of course, BrandonR and I HAD to go... just to see her in person. We're such fucking nerds. Sadly, she didn't show up. But BrandonR looked cute and dressed like a Libertine.

Afterwards we went to see the cursed performance of Men, Women, and Children at Tonic. The power kept on escaping them during the set, but that didn't seem to bother the crowd too much -- when the power went out on the instruments and mic for the end of their last song "Dance in My Blood," the entire audience sang the remainder of the song at the top of their lungs. For a situation that could've caused the band to give up, everyone was in fantastic spirits and making the best of it. Plus, MW&C are like a traveling party, so that's pretty easy.

They were so fun that I went to Long Island with BR for their show at the Downtown. I got to meet a bunch of Long Island superstars. Long Island is very much like NJ. The highways look the same. The suburbs look the same. The kids look the same. I guess it's understandable that the scenes are so closely knit.

Sunday I had dinner with Jordana the Intern and her family, whom I love. We went to her Dad's restuarant uptown and he managed to get me drunk with one single martini. I came home to find BR and Ryan watching the Family Guy on my couch, and I jumped into bed and covered my head with my newly fixed blanket. I don't remember if i went out that night or not. Oh wait... I went to 'Stache at 6's and 8's. That was fun.

Monday I took my brother Lawrence to see the sold out a-Ha show at Irving Plaza. They sounded better than I expected and looked just as good. Their set was two hours long (contrary to popular belief, they remained a popular band overseas, releasing several albums with great songs and ground breaking videos), which included "Take On Me" and "The Sun Always Shines on TV." The best part of the evening was when the entire audience sang the ending of "Hunting High and Low"... it was just really sweet and endearing. I was, however, surprised to see the singer use a teleprompter for the lyrics... but if Michael Stipe can pull it off, then so can this dude. No sightings of Chris Griffin from Family Guy.

Tuesday was a super busy day. I went to the Syndicate party at the Downtime to see NOY and Idlewild perform. 'Wild's set was completely packed with songs from their earlier, punkier days, to fit in with the emo heavy crowd. They opened with the Ramones' "I Wanna Be Sedated," quickly winning the hearts of everyone in the room, and despite the intolerable heat in the venue, everyone that was there and sweating from every pore in their body, danced and sang along. This show was like seeing the band when they came out with 100 Broken Windows. I'm going to have to comfort Karen... she started missing the boys the moment the turned around. i don't blame her -- they treat her like a member of the band, practically.

Wednesday I went to the NOY album release show/party in Long Island. I think i'm LI'ed out. No more. Not for a bit... or maybe that's a lie. The boys in Long Island are fucking young, adorable, italian, and did i mention, young?

I'm sorry... I'm getting bored of writing this... so if it seems like i'm giving up... it's cause I pretty much am.

Last night, thursday, i went with Jen C, Scott, Lawrence, and L's friend Kristen, to see the Arcade Fire. Midway through the set I started choking on a piece of gum while talking to Scott. Despite leaning over and grabbing my neck in a "I am choking" method, I don't think Scott realized that I was, infact, choking. Eventually I hacked my gum out, and started to breathe again. You know what was running through my mind as all this was happening? Not "I love my family and friend." Not "I've never known true love." Not "This cant happen to me..." No. What was running through my head was "Wow, how awesome! I always wanted to die while listening to great music! This is perfectly timed!"

Thursday, September 15, 2005


Hi! I have been on an accidental hiatus from ... just about everything. Well, no, that's not true -- just everything internet.
I'm going to write a proper posting later about stuff (like going to long island TWICE in one week and seeing a-ha, scottish bands, and my attempt at stalking Instant Star's Alexz Johnson). Until then, please come to the Orchard bar this FRIDAY NIGHT until 4am!!!

There are some special happenings going on!






Thursday, September 8, 2005


Last night's Idlewild show at Irving Plaza was amazing. I arrived a bit late, and found my buddy Mikey and his girlfriend immediately when I walked in. Mikey was on cloud nine since he's been waiting nearly a month for this show. After dropping off my bags backstage I found Karen, Niki, and Lizzy and we all started dancing non stop. Jumping up and down and screaming every line along with "WE LOVE YOU!!!" The band looked grateful or embarrassed. I'm not sure which.

Afterwards I ran over to Hiro to shoot a segment for MTVu. As I was setting up Jay from Project Runway started approaching followed by Karen. He asked what the cameras were for, we told him, and he quickly became buddies. He's really nice.

Karen and I DJed our standard Tarts fare and drank Lechee martini's by the bus load (they were free... can you blame us?) Our NOY Boy Toys, Ryan and Brandon, came to show their support and offer some body guard service. If those boys had a body guard service it'd be called Charming and Delightful.

After the party Brandon and Ryan came over to crash on the couch and various other places to crash at my pad. We woke up this morning under a layer of feathers. My down comforter exploded somehow and we were all embedded with feathers. When I got out of the shower i found Ryan dutifully sewing up the hole in the comforter so we wouldn't look like we raped pigeons.

Wednesday, September 7, 2005


We Are Scientists - "Nobody Move, Nobody Get Hurt"

I'm really tired today. I want to snooze. I always want to snooze. Chances are, you will hate this post. You will call me names. You will write mean things about me in my comments section. Chances are, I will care less.

Yesterday, Jordana the Intern came over to help out with the Nightmare of You singles. I'm really happy because she told me that she loves NOY and has been telling all her friends about them. Jordana has pretty impeccable taste in music (and a slight love for the Strokes), so her approval of the band means that my buddies are gonna have a good year.

The NOY Boy Toys came over to visit after Jordana left. It had been less than 3 days since we saw each other and already we missed each other. We hugged and updated each other about the past couple of days. Niki came over to hang out and meet the boys for the first time. She used to be my roommate but moved to London for a bit. She decided that NYC was her true home and moved back and she and Brian got a place together. It's great to have her back.

Niki and I then went to the stellastarr* album release party. It's been a while since i've been to one of those things, so i wasn't sure what to expect, but when I entered the room and found my brother Lawrence standing with my other old roommate Lizzy and featuring a giant red lipstick mark on his cheek, I should've known that good times were ahead. I immediately ordered Lizzy to give me a matching lipstick mark so Lawrence and I could look like brother and sister (... oh wait...).

A lot of old friends were there like Laura, Audrey, Peter, Nora, and smells good Gina (the OG ss* fans!). Even Jenny LSQ and Robby Sheff were in attendance! I was stoked. It's been so long since I've seen those friends and I missed them all. I was delighted to see Thursday (the band) representing and got to catch up with them. I also made sure to cockblock Antony. Ryan Heil came to hang out and we stayed for a drink before heading over to Black & White to meet up with the posse that had migrated there.

We all sat around and some of us girls discussed the single greatest purchase some of us ever made. My friend Lizzy introduced me to my new girl crush named Catherine. Apart from being totally gorgeous, Catherine is very funny. I was 8 sheets to the wind when I was introduced to Catherine and immediately started saying "oh catherin, you are my little gentleman, i want to take you to foggy london town," to which she responded "oh baxter, you are my little gentleman!" The same humor! Amazing.

Everyone went up stairs to the Wiz Kid offices and I stayed behind with Ryan so we could finish our drinks (which i tried to smuggle out, unsuccessfully). We gulped them up, headed up stairs and I saw Jenny from Rilo Kiley standing at the door waiting for her friend. We talked for a while and she looked absolutely amazing. Totally gorgeous. She is in town opening for coldplay and said the tour has been amazing. Then her friend showed up. It was a bearded Conor Oberst. I didn't recognize him and felt like a dolt being like "what's your name?" We then all went upstairs where Catherine was showing Lizzy, Niki, and Rob her Carmen Electra stripper exercize dance moves. "you just missed chris and gwen" said one of my friends. Bummer. But alas, Drew, Fab, Albert, and johnny coldplay were lounging around and most definitely wondering what the fuck i was doing there (i, being a stranger). I hung out with my girls for a bit, Ryan ashed in albert's hands, and I decided that Ryan and i were officially drunk and officially needed to go home, so we hopped in a taxi with Niki and went home to bed.

that's all great and stuff, but today the greatest thing happened...
i was walking on 50th street at 7th Ave and encountered a giant moth that was about 4 inches across and the body was about 2 inches long. i brought it to saftey. it was so fucking awesome.

Tuesday, September 6, 2005


And flowers in the attic... but everyone knows that Brandon Flowers from the Killers has emerald green eyes.

Also, Idlewild's album Warnings/Promises is out today and really worth getting. Their first and second albums (not including Captain, which even they dont count) are my favorites and this is absolutely up there with them. They're playing tomorrow night at Irving Plaza and then Karen and I are DJing the afterparty at Hiro (which is in the maritime hotel). Please come. It will be fun. The cute lil Scottish boys promised that they'd cut up the rug or something like that. You've been warned.

And now, just because people seem to dig it way more than I ever expected when I DJ this, I thought I'd put the Harvey Danger song "Flagpole Sitta" up for download so you can DJ it also or stick it on a mix tape and be all nostalgic for 1998. To be perfectly honest, HD were pretty underrated in my opinion. Their albums were filled with clever songs that would make any Smiths fan stoked.

Harvey Danger - "Flagpole Sitta"

Monday, September 5, 2005


I started off replying to a post someone posted in my comments section and then decided i should really just post a new thing cause it's been over a week. Touring was a delight, by the way. I got to live in a bubble for a while. But being sentimental is useless.

anyway, the comment that i was replying to:
"i totally agree w/sluggy. h duff is working all hipster/rocker angles to avoid becoming irrelevant. and "punk rock" is shopping mall cool in 2005. the cheese-ball good charlotte guys produced most of her recent album, for example. and even ultra hispters are buying into it - look at how she's hung out at misshapes and even dj-ed there. do you let hillary duff dj at your party because she's going to drop the fucking jams and freak everybody out, or because you want the press, the repuation for knowing celebs?
the truth is that she's a very pretty corny child star who makes very corny pop music and who can buy herself into some credibility - the nyc kids here seem pretty willing to help her along."

My response... which turned into a rant:
it also turns out that she happens to be a super nice girl as well.

in my family it's not uncommon for 17 year old girls to have 28 year old boyfriends who then become their fiances and then their husbands. i dont see what the bid deal is. In other countries there would be no age issue. America has an interesting way of holding down kids from being adults asap (drinking laws, sex laws, voting laws, etc).

when you're treated as an adult from a young age you act like an adult.

also, as far as djing goes... it's not like i'm the most talented dj either. there's no understandable reason why people come to see me dj. but they do. and i appreciate that. so there's really no difference betweeen me and duff, really. we have the same taste in music. when she djed, she played basically what i would've played.

fuck all this bullshit anyway. tens of thousands of people fucking died in Louisiana and more are living through hell. a fucking horror movie brought to life. they're seeing things i could never even begin to imagine. who the fuck cares who has cred. who sold records. who is hanging out with whom. whom is dating whom. fuck all that fucking bullshit. fuck this. fuck that. fuck the word fuck. i hate myself more than ever for not having any money to send to the cause. i'm scouring my room looking for shit to sell. blankets to give. clothes to donate. anything. i'm worthless. i'm useless. i've done nothing but cried in horror when imagining what's going on. i have friends who are missing loved ones. i have loved ones who are missing friends. and here i am in my fucking room, watching vh1, finding a refuge from cnn on the internet. FUCKING REFUGE? for me? what? from the beautiful day outside? from the friends calling to hang out? fuck me. i suck.

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