GO SEE MARC'S PLAY

Here's the press release:

The Name of This Play is Talking Heads
By Marc Spitz

February 2nd, 2005 (New York, NY) Producers Laura Wagner and Jonathan Lisecki are proud to present the return of pop culture satirist Marc Spitz’s new play The Name of This Play is Talking Heads directed by Andy Goldberg at Under St. Marks (located at 94 St. Marks Place btwn 1st and Ave. A). Performances begin March 3rd and end March 26th, running Thursdays – Saturdays at 8 PM, Saturdays at 10 PM. Tickets are $15 and can be purchased by calling Smarttix at 212.868.4444 or by going to www.smarttix.com.

The Name of This Play is Talking Heads skewers the vapidity of music punditry on networks like MTV and VH-1. Talking Heads takes place backstage at your garden variety music channel where an innocuous music journalist for a reputable industry magazine prepares to make his first appearance on a show of this nature. In this case it is the Top 100 Most Rockatrocious Moments in History When he witnesses how the obligatory comedian taping his segment is being force fed material and told what to say, he is shocked that these experts were not only amateurs, but they had no insight or integrity at all. When he decides to rail against the system the results may have fatal consequences!

Playwright Marc Spitz is an expert on the subject for he has been such a talking head on music cable channels countless times as a representative of SPIN Magazine. “I know I did like Sleaziest Moments in Rock for VH1 and many more that I have blocked out of my head for the pain, “ says Spitz. “The title, like all my titles, is taken from a pop album or song. In this case, the Talking Heads live album. I actually saw David Byrne at a party the other night, told him I was using the title and what the play was about and he said ‘You can do that. That sounds great.’ and smiled.”

Spitz is the author of seven plays. Among them, The Rise and Fall of The Farewell Drugs, Worry Baby, I Wanna Be Adored, Shyness is Nice, and Gravity Always Wins. He is a Senior Writer at SPIN magazine, the co-author of “We Got The Neutron Bomb: The Untold Story of LA Punk” (with Brendan Mullen) Three Rivers Press/Crown/Random House 2001, and the author of “How Soon is Never” (Three Rivers Press/Crown/Random House 2003).

Director Andy Goldberg directed and developed the hit off-Broadway production of THE BOMB-ITTY OF ERRORS, a hip-hop adaptation of The Comedy of Errors that ran for over six months at 45 Bleecker and received Drama Desk and Outer Critics Circle nominations. Other directing credits include the world premiere of The Ramones’ musical, Gabba Gabba Hey, as well as Six Available Men by Jocelyn Meinhardt (HB Studios), David Cale’s Betwixt and Benjie Aerenson’s Paradise Island (both for The New Group), Romeo & Juliet (American Stage Theater), Twelfth Night (La MaMa), and others.

FEED YOUR HEAD!

First off, the blogging world has totally failed to mention the latest episode of the Osbournes. I stopped watching the show about 9 seasons ago, but when I saw a promo for the Kelly rehab episode, I knew i had to watch. First off, Jack Osbourne = super sluth. He was piecing together clues that he found -- a fork in the library, a candlestick in the bathroom -- to figure out that big sister Kelly was abusing drugs. For my brother it was a bit easier (ie: "sarah, what was that white pill you just took?" "oh, uh... just a vicodin... cause i uh... had a root canal." "that was six months ago." "it still hurts. HEY! THEY WERE PERSCRIBED TO ME SO THEY CAN'T BE BAD.")

Then the geniuses at MTV put together a psychedellic montage using Jefferson Airplane's "White Rabbit" to better illustrate Kelly falling down the rabbit hole of opiates, which made me want to do opiates and listen to Jefferson Airplane.

After Sharon and Ozzy dropped Kelly off at Promises rehab center, the Shazza called up Kelly's best friend Sarah's mom and told her that Sarah was not allowed to hang out with Kelly anymore (since Sarah was a REALLY bad influence on Kelly... she was really). When Sarah's mom tried to defend her daughter, Sharon unleashed her mom-beast and told the other mom that she and her daughter were hustlers (further accented by Sharon pointing out that the mom was a fortune teller) and then calling her a cunt. I think a sign that I'm 25 is that i was cheering on Sharon rather than wince with embarassment like I did when my mom and dad did that to all my friends in middle school. and high school. and they probably would still do that if i gave them my friend's numbers.

Anyway, I got the new KO cd the other day and it's actually like Kylie Minogue or even Pet Shop Boys at time. I think KO is gonna be a gay icon in about 50 minutes as a result. I think i need to listen to it while hopped up on funpills to be sure.

STUFF TONIGHT

Tonight The Mercury Lounge is gonna be popping like it's hot.

--- 10:30 ---
LIKE YESTERDAY
--- 9:30 ---
ARMY OF ME
--- 8:30 ---
The English Department
--- 7:30 ---
Dear Leader (ex Sheila Divine)

Then there's an after party that I'm DJing:



I will play Muse cause "Hysteria" makes me want to become godzilla and step on buildings and go roar.

ATTENTION PARTY SHOES

My friend JennyPenny asked me to post about her new blog because she's is selling tons of Marc Jacobs shoes on her new blog for half off -- some of them never worn. Valentines day is just around the corner, yo. Just sayin...

ATTENTION PARTY PEOPLE

If any of you were at my party and accidently took the wrong jacket home and discoverd a lovely passport within, this belongs to my friend Rina. Could you please simply mail the contents of the jacket to my office so I can return it to her? Thanks! No questions asked... it's just a pain in the ass to get a passport.

here's my office address:

205 Lexington Ave
New York, NY 10016.

You can address it to Sarah Lewitinn

thanks!

INTRODUCING: DANIEL JOHNS FEDERLINE

Dear God,
Thank you so much for having one of the readers of this blog forward me these photos.



Love,
Sarah

THE TARTS AND VICAR REVEALED!



Hey, has anyone ever heard of MC Chris/MC PeePants from AquaTeen Hungerforce?

ps. the monkey photo also appeared here.

TATTOO OF THE CENTURY

This isn't totally work safe, but it's so retarded, that it almost is.

I'm trying to imagine what the visit to the tattoo artist must've been like.

"What's the gayest thing you can design? No. GAYER."

BACK TO OUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED BLOGGING

Mary-Kate is looking really fantastic.

See her here
and here
and here.

Also, thanks to everyone who made it out to my birthday party. I had a shit load of fun and amazingly didn't have a chance to have one single sip of SPARKS cause i was too busy DJing shit with the Vicar like Muse and My Chemical Romance and Beethoven ("Moonlight Sonata" which had a bunch of people come up to the DJ table and say "holy crap. i love this song." or "this is really touching me right now." gotta love what an open bar can do to people) and "O Fortuna" from "Carmina Buranah." I think i'm going to DJ classical music everychance i get from now on. Classical and My Chem.

You can see photos here.

I got the flu for the second time in a month on friday. I can't figure out how I got the flu AGAIN since i've been dressing warmly, washing my hands constantly and have had a heating lamp by my bed to keep me warm at night. Amazingly, I was sick less last year when I was making out more. Now that I'm not making out at all, I think my immune system is down, down, down. Oh well, I don't think there are any more strains of the flu virus that i can possibly catch. At least i dont think.

The worst part about this flu bizniz was missing Jarvis at Misshapes and the Spinto Band at sin-e last night. I kept on hallucinating last night that i tried to leave my house and got lost on the way to Sin-E (which is weird, cause it's two blocks form my house) and that i had to take a cab to get there, and that i couldnt get out of my building... something about monsters and a high school movie.

Ollie just told me that the stencils for the oohlas packaging will be arriving in the next two days so i'll be able to send all those delayed back orders! So sorry for the delay!

TRUST NO ONE

And now for something that wont likely be linked to on any other websites:

In September, the following email was sent out to a few bloggers:
"If there's anyone on the list above who you think would a) like the movie and b) be able to spread some hype about it in the online media, let me know so I can invite them. We're at seven now, and that's you guys, and I need three more, and no one that's e-mailed via XXXXXX really suits the bill."

which was later followed up with:

"REMEMBER: You guys have to write about this in your various media outlets, wherever possible. It's a trade -- awesome premiere for an awesome film and an awesome party for a load of new media press about the film."

You can read more HERE.

Now, the premier was on Sept 27th. Any of you remember a blog'splosion about this movie?

Here's one!

Oh, and THIS.

Can you find some others? It's like "Where's Waldo" or something.

So for any of you that had any problems with a certain New York Post article, maybe you'll have a little more insight to how things sometimes work.

By the way - I actually loved the movie, as did many of my blogging peers. I wouldn't have written about the movie otherwise. Or maybe I would've. I'm not quite sure.

SO DREAMY

Hey kids in DC.
The Spinto band is playing at the DC9 tonight. Go see them. I think they will play "oh mandy."

NOW THE NEIGHBORS CAN DANCE

I went to see the Arcade Fire last night at Webster Hall, and it was absolutely beautiful. The Arcade Fire is what my brain would look like if you opened it up... even the sad parts are kind of hopeful and the happy parts are optimistic organized chaos. They really filled up the hall quite well, but I wish I saw them at Bowery again -- only cause i'm really really short and spent the majority of time on my toes or hugging my friends who were near by and going "I LOVE THIS SONG!!!"

If anyone goes tonight, apparently the show turns into TRL after their first encore, and they start taking requests. I thought I was being clever by leaving as soon as the gorgeous "Backseat" was over, and missed this.

Did anyone see them on Conan last night? I DiVo'ed it and loved watching it...

Also, new yorkers... notice how one of the dudes looks like Coutner Commons? Hilarious!

FROCK ON GOLD DUST WOMAN

Check out C.Lo and Dave Navarro at a recent benefit here.

Thanks to The Gay Master for that.

Speaking of ... i was telling a friend about blogs and explaining to him that each one has their own little bizarre celebrity obsession. For instance:

My Blog <3's Mary-Kate Olsen and Kevin Federline
Stereogum <3's Britney Federline
Thighmaster <3's Elisha Cuthbart but used to <3 Lindsay Lohan
Whatevs <3's Amanda Bynes
PinkisthenewBlog <3's Jamie Lynn Spears

Almost every blog has their very bizarre patron saint. I think that's kinda cute.

Can someone make me a star of david or cross that has MKO and KevFed in it so i can make it my blog's logo? Thanks!

MORNING THEFT NEED YOUR HELP!

I love this band, go to their website and listen to their songs and you will too...
Can you help them?:


so we're going on tour. and you know what
that means: we need places to play, stay,
shower, whatever. here are the dates and
where we plan/hope/pray to be. see if you
can help us fill them in.

Sat. 3/12 - jersey or baltimore
Sun. 3/13 - virginia
Mon. 3/14 - north carolina, preferably near
chapel hill

Wed. 3/16 - Sun. 3/20 we will be at SXSW but
are willing to play anything in addition to our
gigs (parties, record stores, etc.)

Mon. 3/21 - birmingham, alabama
Tue. 3/22 - memphis or knoxville, tennessee
Wed. 3/23 - philadelphia

any help is GREATLY appreciated. while we
welcome all suggestions for clubs, if you can
actually help us BOOK the show, party, or
whatever (i.e. help us do the leg work), we
would be forever in debt. please feel free to
repost this on your page, blog, whatever.

if you can help, please email us at
booking@morningtheft.net

thank you in advance.

.morning theft.
www.morningtheft.net

OK. I'LL DO SUM'IN

This is my last post of the night... I'm strangely obsessed with the new Britney Spears video (i'll link it late ... tomorrow or something if you haven't seen it). It's like, if you look into her eyes, you can actually see the crazy. it's amazing. and i like the song a lot. or i think i do. i can't even tell at this point... sometimes my irony over comes my sincerity and i can't tell if i'm serious or not.

HE WAS OUR FRIEND...

More oohlas! The video for "Rupert Krikor Chang" (also not on the stolen transmission single). I bought a pink lace tutu betsy johnson dress this weekend (on sale at neiman marcus!) that was totally inspired by ollie. i want to be her. she's like my new karen oooooohla.

SPEAKING OF THE OOHLAS

Were we? Yes, sort of.

I'm TOTALLY FUCKING OBSESSED BEYOND CONTROL with this song. right click, save as. dont stream. thanks!

this isnt on the single i'm selling, but it's my favorite song by them. you might not like it at first, but your itunes will it it up on random and you'll be like "who the fuck????" and then you'll get stoned and listen to it over and over again until you sing it to yourself in strange situations.

or is that just me?

OOOOOH LA LA LA DI DA

First off: apologies to those still waiting for their oohlas cd! I'm waiting to get the stencil from the stencil dude in LA. He's a genius, but getting thse puppies takes a while and they only last about 50 cds and a shit load were ordered... so i'm screwed!

the oohlas are recording an album and ollie posted photos of their fun times doing so here.

COACHELLA!

Productshop Jason sent me this year's Coachella's confirmations... whoa. Did you just hear that sound? It was the sound of MY VAGINA EXPLODING.

Coachella Confirmations: Nine Inch Nails, Coldplay, Gang of Four, New Order, Mercury Rev, Wilco, Franz Ferdinand. The Prodigy, Rilo Kiley, Bauhaus, Cocteau Twins, Arcade Fire, Bright Eyes, Futureheads, Chemical Brothers, Bloc Party, and so much more

Dear the fine people of Coachella -- please add: Muse, Interpol, the Killers, Razorlight, Good Charlotte, and umm... yeah, the oohlas. THANKS!

UPDATE:
from Coachella.com (as first spotted on the former Mr. Lohan's website):

BE A READER OF THE MONTH

I don't know how many people who read this blog read SPIN, but there's a section in our letters called "Reader of the Month." I keep on meaning to tell people to write in to be one.

Just fill this out and email it back to readerofthemonth@spin.com with a high res photo!

Name:
Age, Location:
Occupation:
Music:
Hobbies:
Hates:
February (Killers/Next Big Things) Issue Verdict:

COKE AND PUSSY

here

thank you daniel marcus for that.

ARRRRRGH!

If you're in NYC i would like to suggest you go see ManMan tonight at Mercury lounge at 10. They're gonna be the next Arcade Fire ... they don't have songs as good as AF, but the show will be one of those things that you'll be stoked you caught. They're like crazy pirates.

Also, go see Brian Montouri's art show at Niagra tonight. He once made me a portrait of Neil Diamond using his pubic hair for my birthday. You know that's true friendship, right?

Um, anyway, i'm having a birthday party cause i'm aging

The party is on February 3 (my real 25th birthday!) at Happy Endings in chinatown (broome and forsythe) for the goth party called VISIONS OF THE IMPENDING APOCAPLYPSE (please).

I guess you should get there around 10 or 11pm.

The Vicar and I will be DJing together as the Goth Twins or Ultragoths or Ultragoth & Captian Crucifix or something totally fucking gay like that. I will be DJing nothing but Muse and Placebo, Josh will be playing other shit. Also DJing will be Carlos D from that band Interpol that I kinda like a lot. There will also be free Sparks.

Last year, the amazing Brian Battjer let me have a birthday party in his loft in chinatown with my friends Laura and Dan. We toyed with the idea of topping this party (i wanted to rent a bus and drive everyone to my parent's house or to the mall in NJ), but that is simply impossible. So this year it's low key. Just show up in ALL WHITE. and if you cant do ALL white, then dont do half white cause that's just gross. Do ALL black with accents of blood.

and if you, like josh, didn't know me last year and dont know how awesome my last party was, here: http://ikeepadiary.com/diary/2004/02_07_sarahs_bday_part1/index.html

pretend that this year will be just as fun. it wont be. but pretending is nice.

last year someone brought me a bottle of liquid vicodin. that's the sort of birthday gift that i'm into. Josh doesn't do that shit so he's bringing Willy Wonka candy for everyone -- i shit you not. If I invite my aunt Brenda she can break the candies for you so you dont choke like she did for everyone at my birthday party 20 years ago.

love,
sarah

NEW TOONS!

My friend Ollie is a really hot jewish British lawyer in London (my mom's dream man for me, right?) who likes to send me music every so often that i either love or hate. He was the first person to send me Bloc Party over a year ago... and so now he's sent me some more stuff:

This band simply called Keith. Download the song "Mona Lisa" (them and Britney looove the Mona Lisa these days). The song has almost the exact same rhythm riff as Franz Ferdinand's "Take Me Out" but in an excusable way, cause apart from that, they're nothing like FF. I tried to get Karen to listen to it, but she's too busy. I promised her that it doesn't sound like a bunch of retards clapping (which is sort of what she thought the Annimal Collective sounded like... and she's right... but i still love them).

The second band Ollie sent me was Doloroso. I'm digging the song "Radio Silence". Who do they sound like? Damn, it's right on the tip of my brain, but I can't figure it out. The production reminds me of that band Rialto a little, but the band sounds like... something old and dark and french cinematic.

YOU GOT SOME SPLAININ' TO DO

I was reading my new favorite blog when i came across this article and was hoping that someone could enlighten me on what about Brown Bunny went against SAG. I just don't know anything about that sort of thing and had no idea that there was such a thing as that.

Thanks!

MARCH OF THE PIGS

Aaron from the Icarus Line is now in Nine Inch Nails.

I WAS WALKING WITH THE GHOST

My favorite canadian lesbian twins, ever, came to the SPIN offices while I was home sick with the flu the other week and played a bunch of songs acoustic. The fine people at SPIN.com were kind enough to tape a bunch of the songs and post them on the site. For real, it's worth watching.

Also, this is awesome (NTotallySFW). Just about as awesome as finding out that this guy you used to date is now going out with a 20 year old french model with a name cooler than yours, if you get my drift. Oh, hey, if you're the Dr. Steve that i met this weekend at Misshapes, i need some of that medical advice you said you'd give: Is it possible for your vision to go blurry from looking at gruesome photos? My friend apparently can't see straight after looking at photos from that blog of some guy cutting off his dick. Please advise.

So how was everyone's snowy weekend? Brian came over on Friday to cheer me up and took me to see Grant's band Fiasco at Rothko. I was supposed to DJ but was too emotionally spent to be out of the house for more than an hour. Touch of Class did an amazing job DJing -- FAR MORE amazing than me cause they're actual DJs. I just pick records.

Jordan came over on saturday night and we OnDemanded The Wizard starring Fred Savage and Jenny Lewis. Halfway through Adam Mandel came over (followed by Brian and Meredith, and Jordan's friend Alex) and magically found Tobey McGuire hanging out as an extra. The casting in this movie is amazing and the little dude that played the Wizard went on to be super fucking hot.

YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE



Birthed at Switched: Conor Oberst and Michael from stellastarr*.

ATTENTION PEOPLE LIVING IN AUSTIN, TEXAS

Hey, anyone read this that lives in Austin or know someone who does? I wanna throw a fun house party during SXSW with bands and stuff. If you want to donate your house for a night: I'll get the bands, the booze, the djs, and the crowd control. All you have to do is donate your place and I'll kick you a few bills... let me know: slewitinn@spin.com

Thanks!

BENEFIT FOR SARAH (not me)

One of our friends in the indie rock community needs your help. Sarah Flynn of SpinART Records and Impose Magazine has been in the hospital since November with Wegener's Granulomatosis. On January 25, there will be a benefit show at Rothko for Sarah.


Tuesday, January 25 @ Rothko
A Special Benefit Show For Sarah Flynn Of spinART Records:
Ted Leo 11:30 PM
Benzos 10:30 PM
The Head Set 9:30 PM
Apollo Sunshine 8:30 PM
Chinese Stars 7:30 PM
Guest DJ James Murphy of DFA


Doors 7:00 PM, $15 tickets available on Ticketweb.


PayPal donations can be sent to songsforsarah@gmail.com and you can also donate money by bidding on awesome autographed merch on eBay.

BTW

Misshapes is still on. Not only that, but Karen is DJing.

UH...

Feeling much better today. Thanks to everyone! Brian came over last night and talked to me for a while and really made me feel so much better.

Anyway...

Crispin Glover is such a fucking weirdo. Possibly NSFW.

UH...

Feeling much better today. Thanks to everyone! Brian came over last night and talked to me for a while and really made me feel so much better.

Anyway...

Crispin Glover is such a fucking weirdo. Possibly NSFW.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ARE YOU LONELY YET?

I realized that my dog died exactly one month before what would've been a celebration of our 16th year together. We had been together for 15 years and 11 months. It's sort of shocking.

My days have been total sadness accented by moments of happiness courtesy of my friends, whom have all been really good to me. Taking me to things like SNL and TRL and shows and parties. Checking up on me. Trying to make sure I'm ok. I can't believe that I'm this sad over the death of my dog. It's been one week already, you'd think I could be over it by now. But i'm not. I went to see Army of Me last night in brooklyn. I was so excited and happy when they got on stage, but suddenly it hit me. You know how in Fight Club, tyler durden splices in images into a movie? That's sort of what happened to me last night... I was standing by the stage watching and being happy when it was like . I'm pretty certain that if you saw my face the moment that image popped up in my brain by surprise, I would've resembled someone getting snuck up from behind. Boo! It's the boogeyman that is your thoughts. All I wanted to do the entire show was run off and call my parents to see what's going on with them and to check in. Had they cremated her yet? What's going on with her ashes? But I was up against the stage, pushing a smile out as my friend performed infront of me. I didn't want to run off and insult him, throw off his game, so i just stood there til the last chord. I will say that I was able to forget about things for a breif moment when they played their new song. Mostly because it was the best song they'd ever written, i think. I was happy to have my mind off things. When I finally called my dad it sounded like he was crying as well. he told me that he missed Maxine. I told him i did too. I got off the phone cause the connection was bad and sat alone for 15 minutes crying a bit.

I found that today was the hardest of them all. My alarm clock didn't go off, but I woke up basically on time. Then I laid in bed and cried hysterically for 20 minutes and managed to only get out because my nose was so stuffed. I blew my nose and fell to the ground crying hysterically for another 20 minutes trying to rock myself into comfort... which only made me cry more cause that's what i was doing for Maxine as she was dying. I finally managed to get dressed and get into a cab, but spent the rest of the day, up until now, crying. I feel like a wreck. I know that she was old and lived a great life and was loved. I'm happy about that. I'm gettng comfortable that she died. But when the worst nightmare that you get about 3 times a year for 16 years becomes a reality, it's sort of hard to not feel a bit of trauma. I had a dream the sunday before she died that there was a snake in the house that i had to kill or else it would kill maxine. I thought i managed to kill the snake and went to dispose of it's body, only to return and find that i was wrong and that it had eaten her up. This is the sort of dream that I had previously had several times a year for years, and here i am now, almost two weeks later, trying to deal with it's reality. Trying to deal with the fact that when i moved my hand from cradling her head to another part of her body is when she died. It's when she made the face that I didnt know was possible. And it's the moment that hasn't managed to escape my head.

I've been told that I should see a greif counselor, but I feel like it's a sort of situation that they can't help me with. How do you erase an image from someone's head? How do you delete a scene in a movie you didnt write?

JACK WHITE, WHO?

So
Very
Hot.

Even my mom thinks so.

HELLO

We are very good looking boys.

HEY PEOPLE IN LOS ANGELES

the oohlas and The Prix are playing a show tonight at the Knitting Factory in LA and i really really really suggest that you go. I just sent the oohlas a box of their single... only 20 of them, so you'll be able to pick them up there if you want. Get them while you can.



On a totally different note, i'd like to use this opportunity, since this is my blog to voice my opinions and feelings, to say that Greg the BF is looking hotter than ever these days. Holy moly. I got totally giddy around him last night.

Oh, last night i went to this party called Shindig that The Sexy Magazines have started to throw. I had no idea what to expect of it -- all i knew was that it would cost $10 to get in, there would be an open bar, and 4 bands would be playing. Um, it was pretty much one of the coolest parties i'd ever been to and the Vicar said it best when he said "i feel like i'm swimming in a sea of hip." It was sort of like one of those parties that you wish you could go to every day of the week... presumably when the weather is better and a cab doesn't splash slush all over your all white j.lo style get up. It was one of those parties that made me forget about the fact that I spend most of the day sad. It was fun. My hat's off to Franco for pulling it off. The Five O'Clock Heroes performed their last show in the states for three months cause they're going to the UK to open for the Bravery. I loved watching them from upfront with the crowd swelling up so much that i was nearly lined up with Antony. It was like being at a Libertines gig, minus the heroin.

tonight I'm going to southpaw to see Army of Me. Ground control to emotom.

YOU SAID SOMETHING STUPID LIKE...

OK, so it's like return of the bands I was obsessed with in 2000... Idlewild. I remember telling my mom once, when she was much more strict about me missing out of friday night dinners that there were five bands i had to be let out for if they had a show: Radiohead, Muse, Placebo, Idlewild, and i forget the fifth, but I'm sure they were great. Idlewild though ... Idlewild were just totally mindblowing to me. The lyrics, the songs... punk rock REM and Smiths -- or something along those lines -- I'm down with that.

So anyway, Roddy has been living with one of my partners in crime extraordinaire and going out with us fairly regularly when he's in town. I began to forget that he was the guy from the band that I used to listen to with the lights out while crying over a broken heart. I never figured that he knew what I was feeling with his lyrics, or that I knew what he was feeling, but what I did know is that something about his words were so relatable.

When my friend just IMed me to say "By the way, that new Idlewild video is online." i quickly went to check out my buddy's latest vid. To be honest with you, I wasn't as into their last album as I would've liked to have been ... mostly cause i thought that 100 Broken Windows was genius and hard to top... anyway, I had listened to the new songs a couple of times, but it wasn't until i saw this new video that I got that feeling again. That feeling like "You know how i'm feeling! You understand!" Typing this post i'm starting to feel overwhelmed by emotion. The video evoked a feeling in me... Watching Roddy sing and be Roddy in a way that I'm not used to, I'm able to replace my image of him with the once unatainable poet I first knew him to be.

Go to Idlewild.co.uk and check out the front page. You can see "Love Steals Us From Lonliness" for yourself.

God Bless Idlewild.

SOULWAX DROP IT LIKE IT'S HOT

Before there were 2ManyDJs, there was Soulwax and the songs they wrote (instead of mashed up) on guitars and drums and all that stuff a band typically uses. I was TOTALLY obsessed with soulwax (ooooh... i'm so delighted that i've been reminded of them!!!) and their album "Much against everyone's advice."

So anyway, peep their new video here by clicking on "05 Video" and watch the vid for "E Talking"...besides the song being totally amazing (Jarvis Cocker played it when he DJed), the video is gorgeous.

Shit is hot!

TELL ME THAT IT'S OVAH

Alright, so today I hear the new Lindsay Lohan song while at TRL with Brian, Meredith, and the Vicar to see the Killers and I couldn't really hear it too well cause i kept on turning to the posse of misfits and going "She's so hot. I wanna do her." Needless to say, between gasps I heard bits and pieces and thought "that shit is poppin. i'm not talking bout that ultimate dancefloor stuff poppin... i'm talking about the rock popping. it's is like an emo song but with her singing." So then I'm in a van driving the Killers to the airport, sitting next to a nodding off Brandon whom i had just made listen to My Chemical Romance's "I'm Not OK (I Promise)" and replying to my inqueries of "how you doin buddy?" with "I'm ooooookay.", chatting to my babycakes Wyatt, and all I can think about is going home to hear this. No wait... all I could think was "Like, OMG! Brandon's knee is totally touching mine!"

So the song is called "Over." listen to it. dont judge without listening.

If you dont like "over" you will love this: http://www.ebaumsworld.com/bigasst.html

This is sort of like one of those posts where i get a call from my coucil saying "bad sarah! bad!"

HEADFIRST FOR HALOS

My Chemical Romance is gonna be performing on TRL this afternoon. I'll be the fat one in the sea of screaming teenaged girls.

GIRLS GIRLS GIRLS

Dang! My friend in Nightmare of You sent me a demo they did of a song called "Girls" that i can't stop listening to if my life depended on it (it's like the libertines in the sweetness of it, just totally pop and lofi and goshdang addictive). I wish i could put it online without them killing me or help you all in getting it... booo! Argh. I made them play it for me on acoustic guitar today cause i was apart from the song for too long and was about to go nuts. I even tried listening to the Spinto Band's "Oh Mandy" to get over it... but no use (well... i had to listen to "oh mandy" 2 times)! I'm sitting here trying to convince NOY to let me release it on stolentransmission. You all will have exploding vaginas.

THANK YOU. THANK YOU.

I want to thank everyone for their incredibly kind words. I can't express how much it helped me and even the rest of my family. It's been really hard, but I'm happy to at least know that Maxine is no longer in pain, and I'm happy that I was there with her for her final moments because I never would've been able to deal otherwise.

On a totally different and lighter note, and since I'm looking for something to take my mind off things for a bit...

Almost everyone that ordered their oohlas singles should've recieved them by now. To the few of you who haven't yet (basically orders placed post January 5), I'm very sorry. I'm quickly making more -- the artwork takes some time. Anyway, I was just wondering what you all thought of this single -- the music and the artwork, and whatever else goes with it. I'm just so in love with the oohlas, and I'm hoping that everyone else is as well.

PS - THE KILLERS will be on SNL tonight. If I'm not at the taping (Horatio Sans still has a restraining order against me... i keed i keed), i'll be at the Saints + Lovers show at the mercury lounge and then Kaiser Cheifs show at the tribeca grand. Music is awesome.

my mom and i were laying in bed with maxine, trying to be with her so she knew that she was with people that loved her. i kept my thigh touching her body so that as she slept, despite her blindness, she could feel me. i gave her kisses. and then she started shaking. having a seizure it appeared. i yelled to my mom who was laying about a foot frome me "mom, something's wrong. something's wrong! i think she's having a heartattack." we petted her and kissed her, not knowing what to do. "should we take her to the hospital?" my mom asked? "i dont think we have time." i replied.

i placed her on the ground and her seizures started to get worse. I ran off to put on my jeans and picked her up out of the arms of the woman whom my mom hired as a housekeeper/dog carer (we're not wealthy people by any means, but this dog required a lot of attention and care, and with my mom working... oh i dont have to explain). My mom and i ran downstairs and jumped into her car as my dog's body continued to shake and stiffen in my arms. a few miles of driving and i turned to my mom and asked her if she passed gas. she said she didnt and we realized that it was my dog. it turns out that when dogs are dying, they tend to deficate. we drove a few miles, the two of us freaking out. my mom driving as i held my dogs head and rocked her body praying that she was just having a prolonged seizure. suddenly i saw death. i saw her curl and her face make a look that i'd never seen before. she let out a sigh. "oh my god, mom! something's not right! mom i think she's dead. mom!" and i knew she was gone. her body went limp. her eyes didnt close. her mouth didnt close. i started hysterically crying. my mom said "she's not dead. she's not dead. we're going to the hospital. she's not dead." i cradled and kissed her, but i knew my mom was wrong.

as we got to the hospital i ran out of the door and handed her to the attendant who was waiting for us. "i think it's too late." i told her. she quickly carried her to the back and tried to revive her. it was too late.

RIP Maxine Lewitinn
1989 - 2005

right

so i've been asked to update my blog. i've been super ill since monday night with the flu. i was finally able to stand up today for the extended periods of time for the first time since i fell ill. i thought i'd be able to go back to work tomorrow but then my mom called to pretty much tell me that my dog was dying and that she was picking me up to spend some time with her.

i would really like some good news this week for once. its been a rough week.

PLAYLISTS

So I'm working on this book about iPod playlists and one that is giving me so muc delight is one mix that i dubbed the:
"You Have No Idea How Much I Miss You" mix aka the "Why'd You Have to Leave Me, Baby?" mix aka the "I Can't Say it with Words So I Will Say it With Song: I Love You".
If you had any idea how good of a mood i'm in, you'd find this mix to be kinda funny.
Here's what's on it so far, let me know if you've got any suggestions for additions, cause I think it's almost there, but could use a few more songs... I figured this might be kinda fun for anyone that's bored:

Interpol - Untitled
Deathcab for Cutie - Transatlanticism
Joy Division - Love Will Tear Us Apart
Echo and the Bunnymen - The Killing Moon
Mazzy Star - Fade Into You
The Cure - Lovesong
Nada Surf - Inside of Love
John Lennon - Jealous Guy
Bright Eyes - Love I dont Have to Love
Beck - Lost Cause
Blur - Out of Time
Morrissey - Whatever Happens, I Love You
Nine Inch Nails - Something I Can Never Have
Pulp - This is Hardcore
INXS - Never Tear Us Apart
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Maps
Smiths - Asleep

PS - I'd like to see the Mamas & The Papa's "Dedicated to the One I Love" used in a murder scene Tarantino style.

THEY REALLY DON'T SAY PLEASE

Check out this Israeli commercial for McDonald's newest menu addition, the McShoarma, done as a Pulp Fiction parody. It's ehhhhh hilarious. Thanks to the Husky G for sending it my way.

HE'S MR. BRIGHTSIDE

Since I don't have time to write about my weekend at the moment (it was fun, thanks for asking), I'm gonna post what my friend wrote about his weekend:

sometimes my life is outta a movie. this weekend was all about vip and being catred to. we got a suite. drugs were givin to us everywhere. we got into the porn convention for nothing, because lets face it, if you gotta pay for it it just takes all the excitement outta it. everywhere we went we avoided hour lines and got to our roped off awaitde table which was filled with the best champagne and vodka complete with all mixers. we met tons of people. we took a town car everywhere. ladies flocked. i managed to get a hold of 3 porn stars that i knew where out there and so the last night ended in a serious orgy. i love my life. i hope im not peaking though.

In addition to that his limo driver had a suitcase full of more drugs than my last birthday party.

I'M DJING TONIGHT. BANDS ARE PLAYING. AND TOMORROW TOO!

I'm DJing tonight at the Knitting Facotry (downstairs) with Karen as The Tarts of Pleasure! New York City's finest fake DJs!

Bands performing are: Bad Wizard, Elkland (whom are apparently amazing), Output, Overnight, and Black Cat Revolver.

There will also be real DJs there like JR.SNCHZ, Spencer Product, Alexander Technique, Parag, Synapse, and JMAZ.
Click Here for the Flyer

THE RETURN OF MISSHAPES

I'm also DJing at Misshapes on saturday with Elhaam and DJ Brett B.

There will be a Free Open Bar from 11-12. Email rsvp@misshape.com to get on the guest list... go to the misshapes site for more info.

THE SCENT OF SEXY

Do you think that Kevin Federline is one hot piece of ass? You do? So do I!
Check out the commercial for Britney's new eau d'ho: Federline.

And check out the least appealing photof of Kevin i've ever seen here.

EMO LIVE-AID

So, um... I think I'm gonna borrow my mom's sweet ride and go to jersey to fight the good fight against tsunamis.

Yes. This is what I will do.

Coheed & Cambria, Taking Back Sunday and... uh... MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE! are all on the bill.

Go here to buy tickets on friday.

STOLEN TRANSMISSION

Hey guys!
I'm really sorry about the delay with the stolen transmission singles. With the holiday season i got super backlogged, but everyone that ordered Louis XIV should be getting them in the mail by this weekend or monday (fingers crossed). So sorry. Otherwise, I've taken down the link to order more cause i'm now sold out! Sweet. Sell that shit on eBay in 6 months.

the oohlas single is also in the mail. YAY!

i love you. i love you. i love you.

SONGS FOR THE SO SO DEAF

I was just wondering what songs I listen to the most at work, so I clicked on "Play count" on my itunes and here are my top 20:

1. gone - the oohlas
2. the rapid - the oohlas
3. Neighborhood #3 (power out) - the arcade fire
4. Evil - Interpol
5. Take You on a Cruise - Interpol
6. Slow Hands - Interpol
7. Next Exit - Interpol
8. Apocalypse Please - Muse
9. I Just Wanna Live - Good Charlotte
10. the cahuenga shuffle - the oohlas
11. Long Time Coming - Delays
12. Cordial Invitation - Giant Drag
13. slow mo disco - the oohlas
14. NARC - Interpol
15. rupert krikor chang - the oohlas
16. If It's Up to Us - The Vicar
17. Helena - My Chemical Romance
18. Nearer Than Heaven - Delays
19. You are the Generation Who Bought More Shoes and You Get What You Deserve - Johnnyboy
20. Why Don't You Find Out For Yourself - The Killers

Something doesn't seem right... cause as the people who sit by me at work can tell you, I listen to a lot more Killers than that... I wonder if my itunes reset it self when i hit 1000 plays.

Rather than point out the excessive lack of Joy Division in there, tell me what's your top twenty.

CAN'T GET YOU OUT OF MY HEAD

The past seven days have been awesome for me and finding bands whose songs I CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO.

Peep this. My friend told me that it's her fake band, and suggested i only listen to track one. BUT I CAN'T STOP LISTENING TO THE REST OF THIS STUFF. Pop music. pop music. pop music. pop music. get out of my head pop music. stop being so good.

favorite line: "tell your poseur girlfriend to meet me by the bikerack after spanish II"

C'MERE BLACKGODDESS, I'M GONNA TAKE YOU ON A CRUISE BABYCAKES, AND NOT EVEN JAIL WILL STOP ME

click here

DANG

Umm... this is the best thing ever.

THE SIENNA BELT

I've been obsessed with Sienna Miller's version of Kate Moss' style for a few months and today I fina-fucking-lly found where she got this amazing belt (or one that is a replica of it) from: Jocasi. I just emailed them to find out how to order the belts if you live in america cause there are at least 2 that i want.

OH MANDY, OH MANDY, OH MANDY, SO DREAMY

I have listened to The Spinto Band's "Oh Mandy" no less than 2902 times since I was told about them on Thursday. And when I wasn't listening to them I was thinking about listening to them. I've sat around wondering if the song is about my sometimes girl crush, Mandy Moore. I've had dreams about that C-note that gets hit on the piano every so often (i think it's a C-note... it's been a while).

Anyway, they're playing TONIGHT at the knitting factory in NYC at 10:30pm. Apparnetly the band The Teeth is worth seeing as well.

I need to stop listneing to this song. fuck. fuck. fuck. i can't stop. must stop. i can't. must try. nope. dont do it.

SIGNS O THE TIMES

OMG

I don't mean to be a bumout, but this is truly awful.

And this is just plain horrific.

I don't really know how to fathom all this. I'm going to say a prayer for these people, find some money to donate, and hope for the best for the new year.

MMMBOP

I was going through my files today and found this photo from about a year ago. I was never a big fan cause when they hit big I was only able to hear sounds in the frequencey of Smiths. But since I like men with girlish faces, I've always thought Taylor was pretty hot, and from what i remember of this day, he remained hot... and girlish. The little one giving me a chokehold was being totally antagonistic, and the oldest one, Isaaaaac, was really nice and liked Interpol a lot. Anyway, I have no reason to share this other than the fact that i thought it was pretty funny.

Also, my friend Costa sent me a link to a song cause he thought I might like it and now I can't stop listening to it. So right click/save as and give it a whirl. Oh, they're called The Spinto Band... I haven't looked at their site yet... just got the link.

NOAH'S ARK?

I wonder if there's anyway for scientists to figure out a way to study the activities of animals so they can better prepare for natural disaters like the Tsumani (that is, of course, if they're not already). This article is fascinating:

Where Are All the Dead Animals?
Wed Dec 29,10:19 AM ET
COLOMBO (Reuters) - Sri Lankan wildlife officials are stunned -- the worst tsunami in memory has killed around 22,000 people along the Indian Ocean island's coast, but they can't find any dead animals.

On a whole nother note, I've been telling people that i got the same feeling with the oohlas as I did when I first heard Interpol, the Killers, and Muse. I can't wait to send these singles out cause balls are gonna blow, things are gonna explode...etc. The songs on my EP are different than the ones on their myspace page, but you should check those out as well. And if you manage to find their song "the rapid" on a downloading service, download it immediately. A friend of mine just spent 10 minutes telling me how much he is blown away by that song.

SO MUCH EMO. SO LITTLE TIME.

I'm opening my mail today, finally, and find myself drowning in CDs. Tons of it is emo, which is ok. I love emo. If i were to describe my personal style at the moment, it'd be emopostpunkgoth. This is if i were in a bin at my favorite store, Hot Topic.

Anyway, it's come to my realization that My Chemical Romance raised the bar of emo for the rest of time. If you're in an emo band and you're interested in being good, listen to Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge, and figure out a way to sound better than that.

I know that emo is like a four letter word. I dont care. You all know what I'm talking about when i say emo, right? So that's why i'm using it.

NEON BALLROOM

Um... Total buzz: Daniel Johns from Silverchair is hot. Could he be the new Federline? Developing.

GOD BLESS THE INTERNET

First it's hot pieces of ass, now it's this.

Thank you Mikey.

EDIT: My Brother sent me the original video. It's by a band called Ozone from Romania. He said he heard someone DJ it at Misshapes, which makes sense, since the song made me Gay. The video made me gayer (as if that's possible!).

AND NOW A LITTLE SOMETHING FOR THE LADIES

I'll take Mr. January through December.

Does anyone have MP3s of that band Gene that they can hook me up with? thanks, yo.

OK. it's 4:37 now. it's time for me to get to sleep. goodnight.

FOR THOSE ASKING ABOUT THE MISSHAPES PARTY

the phone number on the flyer is a fax machine, the real # is 212-519-6677

WOOD: CANADIAN ROCK STAR?

Elijah Wood and his sister went shopping the other day and revealed that they were actually Deryk & Avril. Revealed! Developing! Etc.

Also, a friend of mine sent me the following email that makes any of my NYC misadventures seem tame:

flew into vail wednessday. got picked up in a car and made the trek to aspen. the most gorgeous hour and half drive ever. got to the sky hotel and crashed. woke up and met the fam for dinner. went out after dinner. the fam left early and i continued on. i met a guy from orange county. he used to move coke by the keys. he gave me more shit then i knew what to do with. so much so that i think i threw away much of it. crawled into bed around 5.

thursday. shopped a little. went to some after ski lounges. peeped on the hottest women i have ever seen. and coming from orange county thats a bold fucking statement. went out to dinner. the guy i met the night before took me out to the clubs/bars to get a real tast of aspen and all the beautiful women that live there. hit up 4 different clubs/bars. the fucker kept giving me more blow again. dont remember much from this night.

friday. turned phone off to avoid temptation. more shopping. saw celebs everywhere. went to dinner. back to the hotel to sleep.

saturday. the big day. boarded ajax mountain. went to christmas dinner at the st regis hotel. then went back to my hotel to try to get into a party that was thrown by will smith and mariah carey. saw usher. while waiting to get in i met the HOTTEST fucking girl ever. i was ordering drinks and i saw her and like a bitch i walked away without saying a word. while talking to my mom she walked by me and threw the biggest smile my way. i knew then i had to talk to her. she opened her mouth and i fell in love. she was an aussie with black hair tan skin and spoke with an english accent because she lived in london for a few years. i finally got into the party and took her with me. met a bunch of people inside. saw carson from queer eye and fucking ryan seacrest. those were the only two assholes that stand out like soar thumbs. i suck at recognizing people. went to some more bars with emma my love, my sister, and some other cool peeps i met. while waiting for the girls to barter our way into a club the dealer popped out. immediately we were all let in. he filled my pockets full of more christmas snow. i met a cougar inside another bar. she asked me what i did and i said i was a ski intructor. she gave me her number for private lessons and anything else i could offer her privately. went back to my place for the after party around 4 with a bunch of drunks. never slept.

sunday. went straight to some ranch to go snowmobiling. saw more amazing scenery. got back to the hotel and slept for 20 minutes. woke up. boarded again. went to dinner. ran into carrot top. hit up a couple bars and then called it a trip.

in summation. aspen is beautiful and partys harder then any other place ive been to so far. its filled with beautiful women. the one thing that sucked was falling in love my last night. i cant wait to go back in february. oh and, drugs are bad.

HELP?

Does anyone know of any relief organizations people can donate their time and money to which will help the victims in Asia?

THE CHORNICLES OF AWESOME

Whomever at the New York Post wrote this, Maxine, you're a fucking genius. A genius I say! Now, tell me something, have you been hiding in my closet while I watch Fuse's Daily Download that i Tivo every day or what? Are you like "Hmm... Sarah's rewound the following videos 89 times: Good Charlotte's "I Just Wanna Live," My Chemical Romance's "I'm Not OK," and Muse's "Time is Running Out"...."

Now that that's out of the way, someone please tell me who makes this amazing jacket that Nicole Richie is wearing.

Also, people have been asking me what I'm doing for New Years Eve.... Well, here you go.

A Very Special MisShapes New Years. Featuring Peaches and VIP! I know it's a bit pricey, but there's gonna be some sweet gift bags and i think some free drinks (but dont quote me on that!)

And then I'm heading over to Motherfucker to see The Bravery.

A warning to my friends: I will be drinking on New Years. I'm not an alcoholic, so I have no need to banish alcohol from my life completely. Please feel free to hold back my hair at appropriate times.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

I love Christmastime. People are happy and lugging their presents around with huge smiles on their faces anticipating what they'll get in return. It's really quite sweet and at the same time, I'm sort of relieved that I don't celebrate it cause I don't think I could afford it. I applaud those with Christmas bonuses who know how to spend it wisely.

I also enjoy Christmas becuase the Discover Channel is usually running amazing shows about the birth of Jesus and other interesting stories about biblical events (passover/easter is another great time to watch the discover/history channel). It's also a fun time of the year to go to the movies with your non-christmas celebrating friends and eat chinese food. This is actually a custom referred to as a Jewish Christmas... however, I've noticed that the goyim have joined in on this custom. That's fine.

I skipped out from normal Christmas Eve activity to spend time at my parent's house. I dyed my hair. My hair, she is black. Now I look like Ashlee Simpson again. I'm like me, circa summer 2003. My mom is gonna have a cow when she wakes up and she's gonna make me wash my hair with detergent so it's not such a harsh black. NOT THIS TIME MOM! I'M AN ADULT NOW!

Also, I've rediscoverd Pleasure Club and I suggest you give them a listen. They're along the same lines as LouisXIV, if LXIV came from New Orlenes and practice black magic and voodoo. I remember seeing PC live once and I'd never seen eyes more haunted than the singer's. Enjoy. NP: Here Comes The Trick.

I'd like to wish everyone a happy and healthy Christmas by sharing this photo with you. It's my friend, Hardcore Dave's brother's pug. I call him Monkey:

YES, I LIKE LINKIN PARK. WHAT? WHAT?

And it looks like Josh Groban does too... well, enough to cover "My December." (right click, save as)

CHICKEN, MEET THE EGG

I found this photo of the Olsen twins on MySpace and was totally fucking stoked.


And then I was looking at my MySpace photos and was shocked by the similarity... Did i say shocked? I mean TOTALLY FUCKIGN STOKED:

I'VE GOT THE BALLERINA BLUES

Tuesday night SPIN had our annual Christmas (Jews are invited too!) Party for staffers. Being on the sober tip, and finding myself breaking the news to the higher ups (much to their dismay... no, i will no longer be your drunken party monkey... i will still be the party monkey tho), I spent the night nursing a seltzer. The seltzer got mixed up in a sea of Gin and Tonics and when I sipped from the wrong straw I winced. Is it possible that I've actually managed to kill ALL desire for alcohol? I don't have any cravings at all. I go out fairly regularly, and I've had more drink offers than I could ever remember, and have managed to feel absolutely no pressure to drink. None.

This sobriety made my trip to LA last week all the more tolerable. Previously I would be bummed out about not being able to drink since I'd have to drive. Or bummed that I had to rely on a designated driver to get around, but this time around I was the DD. I was the one behind the wheels. Those wheels in question belonged to a white pick up truck that my friend dubbed "The Lesbian Truck." Sexy.

Now that I don't drink, I suddenly want to dress better. For the past year or two, I guess since the Strokes made it fashionable to wear tshirts and jeans, I've been dressing like I could care less. I mean, there's another reason other than what's fashionable... I'm very lazy sometimes. But The Vicar, who has dealt with my clothing indifference for the past 3 or so months, has had enough and is trying to reign me in fashion-wise. Slowly, but surely, I'll be dressing like I used to when I was a youth. The other day we spent about an hour talking about how awesome wearing white was. When I told him "I'm confused, a few months ago you pointed out a guy wearing all white and said it looked bad and dated... so it's not?" He said "I said that? I'd like to go back in time and tell the guy he's got style." Like two gay men, we sit and talk about shit like this.

I just hate looking like I've made an effort... which sounds retarded. But I wake up in the morning, climb into the same pair of pants i've been wearing for the past 2 weeks and grab whatever shirt smells the least. It stems from this one time when i was 13 and went over to this boy's house that I liked... his sister told my brother that i had come all dolled up. I thought I looked cute and was proud of the outfit I put together. But my bro passed the comment on to me and I felt embarrassed, and since then, I've made LITTLE effort with whatever I've worn, unless it was a shirt I made or something. But rarely do I plan an entire outfit. Rarely do I want to look like I've made the slightest effort to look good. This is incredibly stupid of me. I love fashion. I went to the Fashion Institute of Technology for goodness sakes. I need to stop suppressing my eagerness to make an "outfit" out of clothes. I've been looking at the Misshapes Gallery for inspiration. It's been inspiring. I'm inspired.

I made a positive step forward while I was in LA last week and finally got my haircut. I previously attempted to get it cut back in June (? i think ?), but the hair dresser charged me a retarded amount of money and didnt even take off my split ends. Amy highly recommended her Swedish friend Nicholas from the band Last Amanda (whose band I coincidentally once posted a photo of on this blog and said "they look swedish"... turns out i was right. weird). Naturally, I was a little worried about getting my haricut by someone I didn't know, and who had no professional training, but I decided to take a risk already. My hair was out of shape, and there wasn't really anywhere else to go but up. So Amy arranged for Nicholas to come over to her house after the Revolution Smile show. I met Nicholas at the show and assured me that he was pacing his drinking that night (since he'd be cutting my hair with a razor). I urged him to get drunk. I saw the haircut he did on someone else, loved it, and knew I'd be in good hands.

A group of us went back to Amy's and it turned into a drunken make over party sponsored by Del Taco (wayyyyyy better than Taco Bell, btw... mmm... veggie supreme). Nicholas cut my hair in the kitchen while everyone stood around getting drunk, eating burritos and arm wrestling. He went conservative at first, not knowing how i'd feel about it (I gave him a photo of Stacy Dupri from Eisley that I found in Nylon) and then I told him to just do what he wanted. He did a great job and I urged him to shave one of the sides so i could be like Annabel from Bow Wow Wow. I dont have any good photos of my haircut, but I'm totally stoked on it. Especially since I've gotten a ceramic hair straightener ($120... totally worth it, i swear, it's a life changer).

Anyway, last night I went to Lit to meet up with Mat, Colleen, Sarah Wilson, John Davis and Chris, and the Nightmare of You boys that I'm adopting. They're the next Brand New, I think, or will be occupying that place in my heart. Minus the Nightmare boys we headed to the Darkroom (cause it's the new Lit... until Bar Eleven is the new Darkroom). I was reminded that the next Kill Hannah album is gonna sound a lot more like their old stuff, which makes me really happy cause that's the fucking jam... so I've been on an old school Kill Hannah tip all afternoon.

By the way, I've been getting endlessesly accosted about my brass knuckles necklace. You can buy it here. I personally keep it on hand for times that I need to regulate.

I think this post needs to end ... NOW.

PONDER...

Ever look at a midget and wonder what they'd look like if they were actual size? Me too.

STRANGE REQUEST

Ultragrrrl: what you up to?
battjer: trying to find a girl willing to eat pussy for the first time who will let me write about it (anonymously).
battjer: totally anonymous. the pussies belong to several cute volunteers from which you can take your pick!
battjer: please email brianbattjer@hotmail.com
battjer: had someone and they backed out and i have a thur morning deadline.

I wont do it because, little known fact, vaginas scare the shit out of me.

YAY FOR BROTHERS

If you've ever wondered how i got such thick skin, try having my brother. He rules and turned me onto some great music... but we pretty much fought for about 17 or 18 years until I played him Interpol for the first time, and then we became friends. But every once in a while he likes to put me in my place:

LVLewitinn: btw, you should start a rumor that Brandon Flowers got where he did because he's secretly your twin brother
Ultragrrrl: haha
Ultragrrrl: we really do look alike, right?
LVLewitinn: only in that picture
LVLewitinn: big head
LVLewitinn: like a special person
Ultragrrrl: hahahah
LVLewitinn: HURRAYYYY!!!! I LOVE THE KILLERS!!! HURRAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LVLewitinn: that's you

THERE ARE TOO MANY PEOPLE HERE

Um... I'm getting more obsessed with The Oohlas by the second. None of the songs that are on their site are on the single i'm putting out (the songs that will be on there are "gone," "cuhenga shuffle," and "slo-mo disco and refuse"), but the songs on their site are really great. Listen to them. I'm also gonna start dressing like Ollie i think.

WE'RE TALKING TO YOU, MISTER!

Lindsay is very intercontinental. She knows how to say "fuck off" in two languages, at least.

Here she is doing it in New English:



And here she is doing it in Old English:



Maybe she learned something from me and Coldplay while reading SPIN a few years ago:

BUT HEY, WHO'S ON TRIAL?

The new Interpol video for "Evil" is so bad, that it's good. It's like, someone needs to stop making decisions while stoned out of their mind cause I dont know if everyone is gonna love it as much as I do.

I know that in like, 2 seconds i'm gonna be like "this video is fucking genius." i find the puppet's mouth totally captivating.

Interpol are supposed to be this "serious" band who are nothing but black and macabre and shit, and this video is that, but with a giant puppet playing the part of Paul Banks... I think it's Paul, he's got his lips. And this song is so serious and maybe one of the best songs they've ever written -- not couting the 3 or 4 others on this album that I'd give the same title of that too -- and the fact that they went with this as the video concept is pretty fucking awesome.

Ok, so it's been more than two seconds. Yup, this video is like 2005's "Paranoid Android."

I'd like to suggest you smoke a fat one before watching this.

HELLO. MY NAME IS: VERY GOOD LOOKING


Image taken from Dreamcaps, sent in by Dan of Mighty.

Last night I hung out with some dudes and they were all going gay for Brandon. Straight dudes, mind you, who are in bands, who, at the mention of Brandon's name or the Killers, turn into 13 year old girls.

KarenRTAG: can you believe that video?
KarenRTAG:Ultragrrrl: i told brando that it made my vagina explode.
KarenRTAG: you are so foul with all these vagina explosions

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GOODNESS!

Remember in grade school when you'd get milk during lunch in small cartons and sometimes they were a bit frozen so you had to drink slightly frozen milk? That's what the contents of my boobs are like right now. That's how fucking cold it is outside in NYC. Oh, I long for the sunny warm weather of LA.

Last night I got a text from Hardcore Dave -- he's a manager at Swingers in LA (try their Ahi Tuna sandwich, it's amazing), and I'd been going there a lot while i was out west hoping to spend some time with him and to have a run-in with an Olsen twin -- anyway, while i was tucked away in my freezing cold bed in NYC, his text read "One of the olsen's just came into swingers."

I could've died.

This photo of Kevin Federline makes me feel a bit better:

FINE, BUT DOES HE DO THE PIZZA MAKER?

I'd like to thank The Revolution Smile for introducing me to Santa Mosh. WATCH IT. Especially if your name is Brian.

SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT

Hola Los Angeles Amigos!

The Revolution Smile is performing Saturday night at Spaceland. If you're reading this now, that means, technically, tonight, December 18. The Rev Smile's singer, Shaun Lopez, used to be in Far and he's an all around great guy and I've been sleeping in his studio for the past week. It's very comfortable with wireless internet, a fridge stocked with sugfree redbull, and cable tv. Not to mention all the lovely recording equiptment I've been toying with at 3am writing my soon to be pop sensations.

But in all seriousness, The Revolution Smile are great and the line-up has changed a bit, so it's definitely worth checking out.

THEY ARE APARTMENT

I was dolled up and ready to roll out of the house to meet up with Ollie when she called in sick. So here I am, back where I started, on amy's couch searching the nerd. I went on to the website for my friend's band Apartment and realized that they've got song clips up there. I'd like to suggest you download the track "Patience is Proving." It's the band's least favorite song, but one of my favorites (well, that and this song "People" that they dislike so much that they don't have it available to download... boo!).

LOGIC, PLEASE

Last night I went to my friend Baron's house in the brOC and his bathroom was carpeted. I flipped out. WHO THE FUCK THINKS IT'S A GOOD IDEA TO HAVE A CARPETED BATHROOM.

Baron's reasoning "the tiles get really cold," wasnt good enough for me in comparison to me saying "yeah, but fungus grows from the carpet being wet. dude, gross."

If you can tell me a good reason to carpet your bathroom, i'd really appreciate it: slewitinn@spin.com

THE FIRST OF THE GANG TO ...

Yesterday morning I picked up Ollie and we went to the Happiest Place on Earth: Disneyland.

It was surprisingly un-chaotic and we got to ride all the fun rides that we wanted to ride.

We even met famous people like Santa Claus!! Could you believe he was just sitting around, chilling out?



I tried to find Cruella DeVille, but she was being a total bitch and that made me bummed:



The Haunted Mansion became the Nightmare Before Xmas Haunted Mansion, and Ollie, who happens to know a lot of really interesting secrets about Disneyland, pointed out a giant spider on the glass that separated the riders and a ballroom of dancing ghosts. "See that spider?" she said, "years ago a guy came onto this ride with a gun and shot the glass. the glass is part of the entire structure of the building and it'd be too hard to remove and change it so they just put a spider there to cover the hole."

After we rode all the rides we went to the brOC to meet up with our buddies Kris and Baron.

Everyone got way drunk, cept for me, cause I don't drink anymore, and i was driving. Look! I'm sitting next to Kevin Federline!!



Then I drove Baron and Ollie home and we called my friend Rob and Ronnie from the Killers and left them drunk messages of us singing "Midnight Show" and "Mr. Brightside." Sadly, I wasn't drunk, but sung perfectly offkey as if i was.

I'M LOVING (LOS) ANGELS INSTEAD

This morning, after being awaken by my family members who have forgotten that the west coast is three hours behind the east coast, I decided to hop in my white pick-up truck and search for that Starbucks that Amy gave me directions to the day before. I dove around for a while until I decided to just go to the busy street that I take to get to the canyon. I started driving and driving figuring that eventually I'd find a Starbucks. The further I drove, the more run down the stores and houses became until I decided that the chances of a Starbucks being located next to a 99 cent store and a check cashing point was probably not likely. So I turned right, down a random street, so i could return back home.

I got to my first corner and saw a bunch of guys standing in a cluster on the corner. This particular corner was fairly run down and there was a pretty nice car standing still in front of me. The guys looked like they were waiting for either a bus or a drug deal, and since there weren't any bus stops near by, I assumed they were up to no good. I got totally excited. I kept on thinking "This is so awesome. This is totally like out of a movie like 'Boyz in Da Hood' or 'Friday,' cool!" So I took a photo with my sidekick with intentions to send them to my friends back home saying "look! check it out! it's like from one of those movies!" One of the guys standing on the corner saw me waiting for the SUV ahead of me to move and motioned for me to just go around it. I thought to myself "OK, be cool. Nothing is gonna happen to you and besides, you totally left your new ipod at home." So I drove around the corner, and what do you know... they were shooting a movie. Figures.

SMOOOOOSH

The Five O'Clock Heroes are playing on thursday at Bar 13 for the Broadcast party. That's a free party with really great DJs, and the band is really fucking great. My friends saw them in London after they'd been touring, and told me that they liked them more than some other new york band whose name I wont mention. Anyway, the've got this song that i love called "Run to Her"... but my other friends like their other stuff. I'm a purist, i guess.

When I get rich, I'm gonna buy one of these. It's the future.


See, it's all smooshed and likes to go sight seeing. I bet it's listening to Army of Me's "Come Down To DC" (they're playing at the Delancey on Thursday, in NYC).

WE FOUND THE LIGHT!

The Arcade Fire - February 1 - Bowery Ballroom ... on sale now on ticketweb.com

Thank you Dan Marcus!

WE FOUND THE LIGHT!

The Arcade Fire - February 1 - Bowery Ballroom ... on sale now on ticketweb.com

Thank you Dan Marcus!

BY THE WAY...

Lindsay Lohan has some big ass titties.

WE LOOK TO LOS ANGELES FOR THE LANGUAGE WE USE... LONDON IS DEAD

Ah, Viva Morrissey. I'm too much in love with him. He manages to be incredibly British, but at the same time, LA. I think it's the Smiths Vs. Morrissey aspect. The Smiths are about being dark, hopeless, melancholic... much like England. Much like the dark, gray, melancholic England with their carpeted bathrooms (seriously british people, what THE FUCK is up with the carpeted bathrooms? where in your minds did you think "ok, this room is gonna get really wet and soggy constantly from a shower, so let's carpet it and see what grows!" ... or was there no concern cause you don't really shower that much?). Morrissey is melancholic but hopeful. Like, here I am, penniless and talentless, but i'm gonna make it, even if it means mopping these tiled bathrooms of these famous people.

Anyway... My point is that I'm in Los Angeles today. I'll be here for a week. I've rented a giant white truck from Enterprise and I've been driving around from Starbucks to Starbucks, it seems.

Tomorrow night, I'll be DJing at Cinespace and The Oohlas will be playing at around 10:30pm.

Here's the flyer:

DESTINY IS CALLING ME

My computer at work has been acting postivily retarded for the past week. This is why I haven't been able to update for some time -- not until now, when my roommate Niki got home and brought her computer with her.

Has anyone seen the new video for the Killers' "Mr. Brightside"? I have a totally abstract crush on Brandon Flowers, but when I see that video, that abstract crush is a totally full-on crush and my vagina explodes. When I told him this, which i did cause I've got no shame, he was blown away from that term and asked if that was a good thing. Yes, it's a good thing. H-E-A-R-T-T-H-R-O-B.

Anyway, I've put for sale the next stolen transmission single. I wont be able to send these out til after the holidays, unfortunately, but you can buy it now! It's for the oohlas. They'll be playing on tuesday at Cinespace in LA (and I'll be DJing! cause i'm gonna be in LA as of tomorrow for a week), and my vagina explodes for them.

You can also buy both that single and the Louis XIV one for $7 if you buy them together. I only have a few copies of the Louis XIV single left, so hurry up!

Anyway, I've been dying to write about going to DC last weekend.

So friday rolled around, and i took the Chinatown express in NYC to the lovely Chinatown in DC. The ride was boring, as you might expect and I spent the entire time needing to eat and salivating as we drove by all the rest stops. My head was hurting since I only had one redbull that day (as opposed to the normal four i've been rocking while on "The (not so) Healthy (but effective) Diet of Champions" -- which includes four redbulls a day, a 3x shot venti cappuchino, and two lovely Peanutbutter Chocolate Zone bars ... sometimes I get chest pains).

Army of Vintz picked me up and we went to meet up with the Vicar (who was down there as well) at uh... Coyote Ugly. A friend of theirs had to go see someone's band, so we just hung out and I nursed a seltzer water -- despite the Vicar urging me to drink by saying that it's ok, since we were in DC and nobody would know -- and cheered on the bartenders when they hopped on stage and cheered on the cover band that played songs I had forgotten.

Afterwards we went to the Black Cat, which i was told, is the only cool bar to go to in DC. Turns out that Daniel was in town as well, so we had some veggie burgers in their little vegetarian restaurant with the Vic's friend Danny and returned to the RedRoom so I could absorb DC and kill the Vicar by spraying on too much Michael Kors perfume.

Then we went back to Vintz house and chilled out there. I was staying there and ended up going to bed giggling cause we all totally had a sleepover and were making fart jokes the whole night. We're mature, incase you didn't notice.

Saturday came and we went to the HSFest. I ended up going to that because I originally was gonna go to the KROQ almost acoustic xmas, but turns out my little cousin is having a Bar Mitzvah tomorrow, which made that impossible for me. Family first. Everything else second... as much as possible.

So HSFest was the closest i could get to a dream line up that wasnt the KROQ show, which I can't really think about without wanting to cry. It was like the HSF people were like "OK, apart from Muse and Interpol, what bands can we have play that will make Sarah blow a load?" and what they came up with was...
My Chemical Romance, The Killers, Franz Ferdinand, Jimmy Eat World, Keane, Good Charlotte and Velvet Revolver.

MCR were fucking awesome, as usual. Gerard's voice was failing him a bit, but that just meant that he got to sing the songs a bit differently. And Frankie is a fucking dream boat, and Mikey is Mikey -- which is to say that he's awesome.

After their set the Killers showed up and some of the other bands were dying to meet them cause everyone loves the killers (including people voting for the grammys i hope). Brandon is one good looking fella, and so not only were the dudes in other bands stoked to meet their new favorite band, but they were also gossiping about how good looking he was -- in a totally non gay way. People are just kinda endeared by him, cause he's endearing. It's the Morman charm.

Mikey was stoked cause Bob from Franz said hello to him. I told him that he must've been giving him the bassist hello -- which i assume is like a secret handshake. People were stoked to meet other people, and I was stoked cause I got to see a bunch of friends in one place all at once. Plus, there was a huge case of redbull sitting around, and Mikey gave me a meal ticket (literally) so I got to eat, get caffinated, listen to awesome bands, and smile for about 10 hours straight.

The Killers set was amazing. The Vicar and I stood around dancing and singing along and going "oh my god, they're so good." I will be bummed out when I'm bored at one of their shows.

Franz Ferdinand were great, but, and I really hate to be "one of those people," but i miss seeing them in small venues. Or maybe something is missing. There was once this sexual energy between the band members, and their show at SXSW remains one of the best live show experiences of my entire life, but at the show in DC, it just wasnt there. They're all obviously still friends and enjoy each other's company, but maybe they need to do something to add spice to their relationship, like an old married couple.

Mind you, they put on a great show, technically, and I will admit that it was probably mostly my fault that I didn't feel that spark becuase I was standing a bit back and not in the crowd of sweaty kids. I wasn't high. I wasn't drunk. I was sober, and caffinated, and standing with a bunch of people who needed convincing. I should've been up close. I should've been yelling "oh my god, i fucking love you!" But instead, i was standing in the VIP deck trying to get my friends excited. But nobody danced.

Throughout the night, in the backstage area, any time one of the Velvet Revolver guys would walk by, their tour manager or roadie dude, or whatever he is, would walk through the hall first clearing the way -- it didn't matter if you were just someone hanging out, working at the station, or a multiplantinum band member -- if one of the VR guys had to come through, you had to move. And if you didnt move, their road dude would take you by the shoulders and push you up against the wall. It was very Spinal Tap. Everyone just stood around dumbfounded. None of the other members of any other band insisted on such treatment. All the other bands were hanging out and having fun and joking around. So when this happened, several times, we all just stood around laughing our asses off and immitating the VR security. We also apologized that it wasn't 1988/1995 anymore.

Good Charlotte was the last show I stuck around for. I'm sorry, but they're fucking awesome. I know I've been late to the game on this, and there are times when people are like "dude, sarah, seriously, enough about GC on the blog, it's not doing you any favors." but you know what, eff that shit.

I took my two boys, Wyatt and The Vicar, to watch with me. Wyatt is Brandon's best friend from growing up and now tours with the Killers as a roadie, and mostly just a good time maker. I adore Wyatt, as most people who encounter him do. Wyatt and the Vicar PLUS Mikey equals my absolute happiness. So having my two boys there with me, might've been part of the reason why I enjoyed the show so much. Anyway, I really wanted Wyatt to see GC cause the Killers had to leave early, and I thought there might be something to their live show that he could pass on, plus, i just thought it'd be a show he'd enjoy. Well, it was easy to enjoy cause they put on a great fucking show. Everytime one of their new songs would come on, Wyatt would say "is this a new song? it's good." Which proves my point about their new material since Wyatt's taste in music is actually impeccable. At one point Joel ran from the stage and into the bleachers and sang from there. The kids went fucking nuts. The three of us smiled from ear to ear and cheered. Say what you will about the band, but you can't deny their ability to perform and entertain live. Also, they dress awesomely these days. Benji looked like Carlos D from the audience and I often had to do double takes. And I looked out into the crowd from the floor and noticed a kid far far away dressed like Joel... which is sort of a take on being dressed like Brandon, which takes everything full circle.

After their set we were all hanging out when the VR guys make every clear for the 403rd time. Eventually, an hour and a half late, Weiland showed up. As we were all being pushed up against the wall by security, i looked over and realized that i knew the main security/roadie/whatever dude of VR. It was LA Tony! LA Tony used to be the roadie for the Music when they were touring with the Vines about a year or two ago. Me and my friends loved LA Tony cause he was incredibly accomidating to all of us and would always make sure we were taken care of, not to mention, he had the best stories of all time from his days as a road manager. I yelled out "Tony!" and he looked at me and i said "I'm Sarah! I know you through the music. I'm one of Tim V's best friends!" He made the connection (or pretended to) and I wasn't pushed against the wall anymore.

While the band was on stage one of the radio djs came up to Mikey and said "dude, did you hear? You're Duff's favorite band. he really wants to meet you!" So when I saw LA Tony walk by again I called him over and introduced him to Mikey. He flipped out and was totally excited, "You have to stay here and meet Duff. He's dying to meet you!" So we stuck around, but time kept on going on, and I really wanted to shower, so I bid Mikey and Danny farewell and he got to meet Duff. It's kinda funny how these things work sometimes.

HOLY FUCKING SHIT. IT'S GLAMOROUS INDIE ROCK AND ROLL FOR ME.

The Killers got nominated for THREE GRAMMYS.

I'm literally tearing up right now.

you can make this your desktop image. it's brandon. he's been nominated for a grammy. no wait, three of them:

IN THE MIDDLE

Looking to score over the holidays? Read this first.

SO HOT

Did anyone see last night's "South Park" with Paris Hilton? It was easily one of the funniest things I've seen on South Park in a long time... maybe even on TV in general. I IMed my friends this morning telling them about it, like "and then, you heard squishy sounds... and he was dressed like a bear!!!" This is all funnier if you've seen it or know what I'm talking about it. Come over tonight to watch "The OC" with the Killers and I'll show you "South Park" afterwards since I DiVo'd it.

Scotty sent this to me, and I laughed cause I love the "Daily Show" and puppies.

Also, everyone is getting retarded for this band called Acceptance. All I know is that their album is coming out on Columbia in April and they're from Seattle... which boggles my mind cause Seattle was like 10 years ago. I listend to one song and it's like Hoobastank meets Maroon5, and yet i sort of LOVE EVERY SECOND of it. It's like OC music.

Scott has pictures of the Federlines with the new puppy, but I've got pictures of them celebrating Brit's birthday. The Brizza looks fucking awesome and my ideal man prototype, Kevin, looks FINE AS FUCK: