I was pretty bummed yesterday cause I wasn't paying attention around noon yesterday and totally missed out on snagging Brand New Tickets for Webster Hall. The show sold quickly...in at least 3 hours, maybe faster. If anyone out there happened to snag an extra, (there must be a few readers who dig these guys like I do and were more on the ball) please please let me know.
Yesterday turned out all right tho. I went up to the UCB theatre around 11:00 to see Crash Test with Aziz. It's always a good time, but last night he had a few very special guests perform with him. After telling a few stories about his recent trips to Austin, LA and Aspen, a few bits with his roommates and a screening of Illusionators, which is truly genius on a number of levels, he brought out David Cross to do a lil stand-up bit. It seemed like the majority of the crowd was there without getting tipped off, since I heard quite a few audible holy shit's from the crowd as he came on stage. He ran through a funny set of his borderline offensive humor, including an extended bit about the different ways Hassids try to trick god and the Moyel who sucks the blood out of the infant's circumcision. Good times.
Next was someone I sorta thought was a possibility, knowing he had performed earlier in the night at the theater, but still got an audible holy shit from myself when he was announced. Demetri Martin! I had actually never seen him perform before, so this was quite a treat. He did a set of mostly new jokes he's testing out before he goes on tour in Australia. Most of it killed, some didn't, and he was quick to admit a joke bombed...or realize that it wasn't really a joke at all. Good times too.
Aside from the special guests, Crash Test is such a great forum for Aziz's humor. It's very casual, very conversational. The show didn't get out till around a quarter to one, but I never felt tired or bored. It was naturally engaging just a lot of fun. I should do this kind of thing more often.
Motherfucker is coming back a week from this Sunday to Avalon for Presidents Day weekend. A year ago that weekend, Bloc Party played their third New York show ever at the party in a heavy snowstorm at the Roxy (RIP?), which still stands as their most impressive NYC performance to date. Total madhouse. This year, the New York Dolls (or what's left of them I guess) are dusting themselves off for another reunion show. Just too perfect. Also on the bill for DJ duty are Optimo and Tim Sweeney, both of which are incredible and would have made the party worthwhile on their own.
There'll be some sort of Editors album giveaways, a couple different drink specials, and to top it all off, someone's filming a feature-length documentary on the party that night. Go nuts.
Now, I'm less of an expert on architecture then I am on hardcore music, but doesn't this building look a bit...off? First, I didn't know we still made buildings in Midtown Manhattan out of wood. I thought they were mostly made of Steel...or at least some sort of metal. I'm probably wrong. Second, whats with all the wonky beams? They're all crooked and bent out of shape. The whole thing looks like it's made out of broken toothpicks. If it was like a barn in Lancaster we'd be OK. But on 33rd and 6th? I don't get it. Someone help me out here.
I went down to try and get tickets to that Tribeca concert series thing with Ryan Adams, Jeff Tweedy, etc. I've never seen lines like this before. Maybe 8 full city blocks of line. I gave up quickly. Never even found the back. They were going all the way around blocks and crossing streets. Spoke to a few kids who were about to get their tix at around 11:30 and they said they got there a little before 9:00am and made it about half a block in the first half hour since they started handing them out. Me, I foolishly took a lunch break to come downtown and see if everybody had forgotten about it already (since I nearly had). Obviously not.
A week ago I was pretty burnt out by all the shock and awe over the supposed decline of the Lower East Side. This was mostly from the Starbucks uproar, but further propagated by blog posts such as this one "officially" declaring the LES dead. Whatever. I was thrilled to read Krucoff this morning post my exact sentiments far more eloquently than I ever could have. Thank you.
Just 3 points to make:
1. The Lower East Side was not the first 'cool' spot in New York. Virtually every block below 14th street has gone through the same "impoverished > bohemian > wealthy" progression over the last 70 years. This is nothing new. 2. You sound silly when you threaten to move, as if we are worried the lack of your presence will seriously hurt the hood's cred. 99% of y'all will be back in the suburbs within 10 years anyway. You're not doing anybody any favors, trust me. 3. The gentrification doesn't start when the Starbucks moves in. It starts when the rents go up. Ask your homey chilling outside a bodega on Pitt St. or Ave. D if he prefers 88 Orchard over Starbucks...
Hi Jeff and all, While I appreciate the people looking out for homeless
youngsters on the streets, and I was amused by the first pictures of
Pogo Boy on Gawkers....this story happens to be a happy one.
You would only have to talk to Pogo Boy himself for a few minutes to
learn that it was his idea, he loves it, and begs Mom and siblings to
take him to be "Pogo Boy". Background: He's 8yrs old. He is an
established working actor with commercial and film credits. (Yes, he
has an agent.) He has admired street performers for many years and
wanted to be one himself. He found out that he was good at
pogosticking..... and then the legend was born. He performs at Union
Square, Time Square and Columbus Circle.
Maybe you would have posted a different blog if you had been there a
few nights before? Siblings and friends were leading cheers, the crowd
was responding with smiles, laughter and a little bit of money. Tour
buses stopped. Then...one of the cheerleaders told the crowd that Pogo
Boy had to stop because his mom said it was bedtime. It was 10:30pm.
Yes, it is Summer, but even the best hoppers need their sleep. The
crowd boo-ed the mother and Pogo Boy took a bow.
Hope that helps and that I cleared my name as the
"no-where-to-be-seen-mother". (He doesn't want me to cramp his style.)
Another thought: Maybe Jeff and other guys just have some sour grapes?
I noticed that the guys always watch a bit before giving up a dollar. I
don't know if they are thinking that they could do it, or that they
think he will fall off...but they hesitate a few minutes before giving
up some money. The women, on the other hand, just smile, laugh and run
to put money in.
Well, I'm done. For WIW, I think he puts just as many smiles on the
people's face's as the Naked Cowboy. He's like a more "G-rated",
wholesome version of the cowboy. Pogo-stick instead of guitar, fully
clothed instead of underwear. And parents don't feel afraid to let
their little ones go close-up. Mom
Yay Mom! Mine would have been just as supportive I'm sure. Not sure if she'd be leaving blog comments on my behalf at 2:45AM on a Thursday night, but supportive, definitely. Hope to see the boy on The Today Show or something soon.
From a balcony high above lower 5th ave we watched the parade stomp downtown. There were wine coolers in the fridge and LPGA golf on TV. Beautiful day. Always a spectacle. I put lots more pics up here on Flickr...
I desperately need a haircut. Problem is, the woman I've been going to for the last 7 or 8 years is out of town till mid June. I really don't think I can wait that long. Anybody have a good, relatively inexpensive spot I should check out? I'm not looking for anything too fancy. Just a damn haircut. Email me or drop a comment if you have any suggestions. Thanks!