be a gay sugar daddy 

buy for equality.

the HRC (human rights campaign) has put together a guide to the companies and brands that support gay, lesbian, bisexual and transgender equality. each parent company gets a score from 0-100 based on their anti-discrimination policies, domestic partner benefits, and other criteria. download yourself a copy of the 2005 corporate equality index and help support the companies that support equality.

damn you aleve, exxon and fancy feast.
for making it appear that my entire family, including my cat, really doesn't like the gays.

maybe because it's neither 

if you haven't already heard it on crazytown news, tom cruise recently bought his own sonogram machine. he and katie have been doing their own ultrasounds to keep tabs on little baby crazy's development. a lot of people find this disturbing for a lot of different reasons. but here's what i find most disturbing. tom has been trained by medical experts on exactly how to use the machine safely and effectively, and yet, he doesn't know if it's a boy or a girl.

twist my arm 

or don't. yawn. you know the drill, here's my edit:

TONIGHT (nov. 30)
mobius band @ mercury lounge
shindig! with enon / ex-y magazines / saints+lovers @ 60 gansevoort

TOMORROW (dec. 1)
friction (see bands listed below. more info here) @ rothko
prefuse 73 @ bowery ballroom
secret machines / annie @ webster hall

FRIDAY (dec. 2)
rogue wave @ bowery ballroom *

SATURDAY (dec. 3)
annie @ rothko

MONDAY (dec. 5)
iron & wine / calexico @ webster hall *
pretty girls make graves / the double @ knitting factory

TUESDAY (dec. 6)
iron & wine / calexico @ webster hall
islands @ knitting factory *
the subways / the five o'clock heroes @ rothko *

WEDNESDAY (dec. 7)
iron & wine / calexico @ webster hall
voxtrot @ mercury lounge *
the subways @ north six


northern lights 

i propose a day-to-night field trip to the bronx.
first to the botanical gardens for the holiday train show (over 100 new york landmarks recreated out of plants), then to the zoo for the twinkly twinkly holiday lights and the new "land of narnia" display in the butterfly garden.

double points. whatdya say?
uptown baby... for the crown baby...


FRICTION at Rothko, Thursday December 1st 

Come out for another festive nite of FRICTION presented by CrackersUnited.com.


good gravy 

happy turkey day!

anyone sticking around here for the weekend? post a comment so we know who to call and harass for football and/or snowball fights.


anyone got a 5 1/4" floppy? 

yesterday, team ARP* - andrew, natalie and i - found ourselves a mere 15 points away from a glamorous prize package at the TURKEY HUNT NYC. a citywide scavenger hunt put together by... some people who hang out with people we hang out with.

let me back up a little. i'm not always the best about recapping events on here. but the scavenger hunt wound up being one of the most fun new york days ever, so i figured it deserved a good write up. andrew and i first (over)heard about the TURKEY HUNT last weekend whilst discussing fingernail fungus and STD's over a 4 margarita brunch at cafe juanita (delicious, by the way.) our waiter happened to be one of the organizers and sold us in immediately with the promise of free food and beer.

here's how it worked: teams met in union square at noon with a digital camera and a backpack to receive their hunting orders and a coupon for a free chipotle burrito. the official start time was 1pm, and teams had until 6pm to check off as many points on the list as they could and get to B-side bar for judging (and open bar). half of the list were things the teams had to physically collect around the city, and the other half were people/places/tasks that had to be photographed. there were also a few mandatory stops along the way (like chipotle for lunch, and welcome to the johnson's for... a shot) where you had to pick up stickers. if you missed any of those or were late to the end destination your team would be disqualified.

andrew and i started out as the most ramshackle team ever. first of all, we were late. i didn't even think we would wind up going. you know how you always talk about doing adventurous shit like that but don't really do it... so i didn't even wake up that morning until 12:30pm. i nearly forgot my camera battery and i had for some reason brought a ski coat that took up my entire bag.

when we saw the checklist we actually laughed out loud. it was 2 full pages and they were not shitting around. some of the big ticket items involved taking photos at coney island, both baseball stadiums, on the staten island ferry and in the middle of the GW bridge. a few of the other teams were hardcore bike messengers and they'd already taken off before i even made it to union square.

so after we immediately checked off our first 2 items to collect - something gay and something straight - we headed into the east village to find some more easy ones: metrocards, chopsticks, drugs, etc. clean stuff in my clean bag. dirty stuff in andrew's dirty bag. and a bottle of hand sanitizer in my pocket.

for bigger points, we took photos of a pilgrim.

and a... goat. (points for effort, come on)

who we later sacrified in a masonic ritual

then we tried to challenge some locals to a game of handball,

but no one would face us. they were obviously scared. i mean, uh, intimidated by how GOOD we were. plus they were busy watching avenue Q.

after all that running around, andrew got hungry and stopped off for some fries.

but it wasn't until we picked up natalie - who was all geared up to go - that team ARP* really came together.

she totally stepped up the team spirit to a new level.

so i fixed us a little celebratory cocktail. and we got down to bidness.

we didn't find everything we were looking for, but we always tried our best. like maybe we couldn't find the hell's angels office, but we did find this guy:

and maybe i didn't have the balls to steal a communion wafer, but i did feed this squirrel a rock and make him cross himself after:

and maybe andrew couldn't get a tequila shot for free at welcome to the johnsons... but he did get this shot of hot sauce:

for that, among other reasons... andrew was voted MVP of team ARP*

we originally had no hopes of winning, or even breaking middle groud, but instead we wound up scoring a respectable 4th place spot. not to mention another free burrito coupon for chipotle, lots of free red stripe, and a day o' most enjoyable humiliation.

in the end, we were soooo close. just finding that floppy and an egg roll could have bumped us up to 3rd. or if only my tupac memorial shirt wasn't at the cleaners...

ah well, next time. at the EASTER HUNT. see you all there.

*ask me later over a drink, andrew named us...


austin represent. anyone wanna come with me to see hometown boys, sound team, play tomorrow night at mercury lounge?

from what i've heard so far, they're a little bit strokes, a little bit spoon, and a little bit friends of arcade fire. i mean, kinda like all those guys... except good. ha. needless to say, i'm psyched to see them live. especially since i've already accidentally missed them in concert. twice. first, when they opened for arcade fire at summerstage. and then again at ACL. so this time, i'm there.

TOMORROW, 9:30pm @ mercury lounge
tickets will be on sale at the door, $10
new episode of gilmore girls be damned.

here's one song to get you started -
sound team ::back in town::

and yes nate, i know this is an mpTHREEsome and (even though that's pun enough for me) you don't like it when i post less than 3 songs at a time. well don't cry about it. download 2 other tracks from their new WORK EP, at my old kentucky home. or in the music section of the sound team homepage.

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footgiving and thanksball 

come out and run off some of that feast. doesn't matter if you're good or not, we just need people for some fun. we should start playing some time in the early afternoon. earlier the better because it gets dark at about 4:30, and i'm not sure if there are lights or not.

everyone have a good thanksgiving!


the return of misanthropic musings 

1. Gwen Stefani continues culture pillaging, moving on from her Harajuku girls to:

Music Video Casting Call
"PAYING" JOB. SHOOTING OCT.1ST AND 2ND - from ohnotheydidnt

2. Laguna Beach finale

3. Wednesday's 40 degree temperature change

4. At Jacquie O's suggestion, Kraft's "Crumbelievable" commercial set to the tune of the EMF song.


good thing she's hot. 

"Whenever I watch TV and see those poor starving kids all over the world, I can't help but cry. I mean I'd love to be skinny like that, but not with all those flies and death and stuff."
--Mariah Carey

so tonight that i might see 

god i can't wait to buy a new computer.

just wanted to share my special view of the world these days. the black and white negative image i was just getting accustomed to, has now given way to inverted pinks and fades and constant static. also notice how the entire screen has shifted to the right so i no longer have access to the right side of my desktop. poor little broken baby neck. i don't even know what this picture looks like to anyone else because on my computer it shows up in double negative.

get your arm ripped off and your eyes gouged out 

for charity!

The Housing Works thrift shop on 17th is holding its Fashion for Action benefit through the 20th.


It's super, man. 

Don't tell Spidey I'm cheating on him.

But Superman Returns next June.

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multi-tasking for the unmotivated 

i probably won't be around, but you kids should partake:

kinda like how you want to eat with your right hand when you're in india 

apparently, in the porn industry, people don't shake hands when they meet. they knock elbows together gently. (etiquette tip via your friends at popbitch)


"Where the fuck is my glacial water?" - Soapbox 

The Best of Contract Riders found here

Now that we are all up to speed on outlandish contract riders. I have developed a Contract Rider on behalf of all Baby Boomers. I will be at Union Square, forcing all GenX'ers, Gen Y'ers, immigrants, Blue Hairs, Members of the Me Generations, Wal-Mart employees, hippies, drop-outs, clinically depressed, physically handicapped, and all others we deem onsight to be underprivileged, to sign off on this landmark document - so that they can't bitch anymore about the current shitty state of the planet, and except all the demands of that shitty generation thereof.

As if we had a choice, but hey, at least this way it's above the boards.

Can I get an Amen?

twist my arm 

this week in bands i will barely see because i'm too short:

TONIGHT (nov. 16)
= arctic monkeys @ bowery ballroom (moved from mercury, sold out) *
= jason molina (songs:ohia) @ soundfix records, FREE
= jeff tweedy (wilco) @ tribeca PAC, FREE but full

TOMORROW (nov. 17)
= the sounds @ hiro ballroom
= unisex salon / saints + lovers @ pianos *
= jeff tweedy & glenn kotche (wilco) @ tribeca PAC, FREE but full

FRIDAY (nov. 18)
= the diggs @ crash mansion, underrated party FREE til 11 with rsvp

SATURDAY (nov. 19)
= bravo silva / les san culottes @ syrup room, brooklyn
= american analog set / headphones @ mercury lounge, sold out.

SUNDAY (nov. 20)
= american analog set @ mercury lounge, this is their last tour, last show on tour. *
= giant drag @ pianos

MONDAY (nov. 21)
= vietnam @ scenic *

TUESDAY (nov. 22)
= sound team / sam champion @ mercury lounge *
= styrofoam @ knitting factory
= rhett miller @ joe's pub

WEDNESDAY (nov. 23)
= LCD soundsystem / the juan maclean @ nokia theatre *
= rhett miller @ joe'spub
= doveman @ joe's pub
= the clientele @ knitting factory



the ow owww! edition.

tonight, the arctic monkeys will be jumping on my bed (aka the bowery ballroom). and not that any of you need any extra "get hype" hype for the show. but these live tracks are sure to do it anyway. i'm a little drunk just listening.

the arctic monkeys LIVE at the 'in the city' radio 1 gig:

:: a certain romance [live] ::

:: fake tales of san francisco [live] ::

:: i bet you look good on the dancefloor [live] ::

[all tracks and image courtesy of the official arctic monkeys forum]

**i'm not hosting these mp3s, they're rapidshare files, so follow these instructions to download:
click the link, you'll be taken to another page with a little chart. scroll down and click the free button at the bottom left corner of the chart. the next page is the download page. scroll down to the bottom and option/control-click the link as you normally would to download. you may have to wait up to 30 seconds for your "download ticket" to load. whatever. just wait until the song title pops up. you can only download one at a time.

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nerd alert 

kind of ironic it's coming from me but:
macintel press release


what's in a name? 

Apparently a self-fulfilling prophecy: Arrested Development aborted.


the scientific name... 

of the stag beetle is Lucanus elaphus Fabricius.


ask for the 'brooklyn fade' 

i know it's completely last minute, but anyone wanna join me at the unisex salon tonight?

they're scheduled to play pianos around 9:30 or 10, which is pretty much right now so get your shoes on. but then again it's pianos. so make that midnight or 1 am.

i'll update this post later with mp3s and better stories and such, but right now i don't have time so let's just go with some miscellaneous facts. unisex salon is a five-piece band that would feel right at home in a scene from hedwig and the angry inch. their EP was produced by gordon raphael of strokes fame. there are 2 singers (one of whom is my lovely friend gina), a few duets and a whole lotta synth.

ps. nate if you look on their site, you'll notice that they too are concerned about the love epidemic.

you've seen the museum of bad art... 

now see the museum of bad album covers! as posted on 'freewilliamsburg.com', it's not the most user-friendly site, but once you click on the first page, it gets easier to navigate. look for your favorites, such as "devastatin' dave", or deathkorps' "metal tit"! enjoy!


you know, for kids... 

tonight at sin-e:
tim robbins plugs in his politics and turns it up to 11.

apparently he's not just a gang of four superfan who likes to stand in front of short girls (*cough cough* me and natalie) on the balcony of irving plaza... tonight along with his 'weekend band' Gob Roberts, he'll be performing 'electrified and amplified' versions of the populist folk songs from his still brilliant political satire bob roberts. wonder if he'll bring the wheelchair. and the flag.

read more about it at brooklyn vegan. and why the guardian calls bullshit on the whole thing.


"i just ate the worst carrot ever"
- nick manske (via IM)

twist my arm 

this week in vodka sodas:

TONIGHT (nov. 9)
= the black keys @ irving plaza
= test-icicles @ cake shop
= free screening of jesus is magic @ galapagos

TOMORROW (nov. 10)
= the black keys @ warsaw
= unisex salon @ pianos
= art brut @ mercury lounge (sold out i think)

FRIDAY (nov. 11)
= art brut / test-icicles @ north six
= bauhaus @ nokia
= spinto band @ pianos
= ladytron DJ set @ rothko

SATURDAY (nov. 12)
= man man / okkervil river / charles bissel (of the wrens) @ north six
= bauhaus @ nokia
= art brut @ tribeca grand, free with RSVP
= phosphorescent (and others) @ soundfix records, free daytime show

TUESDAY (nov. 15)
= arctic monkeys @ mercury lounge (sold out but if moves to bowery tickets will go back on sale)

WEDNESDAY (nov. 16)
= arctic monkeys @ bowery ballroom (moved from mercury, sold out)



my week. 

last monday was halloween, and tom and jacque had a party. lots of people came, some were wearing costumes, and some were not. sean and nick showed up:

bob marley was there for a little while, until he got lost in the mob:

tom and jacque were wonderful hosts, as always:

on saturday, lily, nate, and i went to a wedding in jersey. nate had a great time playing 'cyclops' in the hotel room:

at the reception, lily looked on in awe while i demanded more coffee:

anyone else find this sign ironic?


FRICTION at Rothko, Nov. 8th 

Time Out NY says "The Silent League's classy orchestral pop relies on intricate, delicate arrangements and the steady vocals of pianist Justin Russo. Some of the city's finer musicians can be found scattered around the stage when this ensemble plays."

More info.


always take the subway 

(this post is from natalie, she couldn't remember her password. that lucky, lucky bitch)

Holy fucking shit.

We’re walking up the stairs from the N,R at Union Square, bout 2a.m. Sat
night. Couple street musicians are banging out some tune when we get up to
the park.

Holy fucking shit.

It’s Arcade Fire.

Covering New Order. Win and Will on guitars. Regine on
guitar-case-as-percussion. Why the fuck not? It’s a nice night in New York,
why not blow the dozen wanderers’ minds who’ve magically stumbled upon this

Cover a couple more, then wrap it up with Tunnels.

Holy fucking shit.

New York is magic.



not so starving artists 


get to know your pipes 

Take a trip underground.

quite possibly the worst song lyrics ever 

from the Black Eyed Peas, a sample of

"My Humps"

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,
I do it on the daily,
They treat me really nicely,
They buy me all these ice-ys.
Dolce & Gabbana,
Fendi and then Donna
Karan, they be sharin’
All their money got me wearin’
Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,
They say they love my ass ‘n,
Seven Jeans, True Religion's,
I say no, but they keep givin’
So I keep on takin’
And no I ain’t taken
We can keep on datin’
I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love
You love my lady lumps,
My hump, my hump, my hump,
My humps they got u,
She’s got me spending.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.
She’s got me spendin’.
(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?
All that junk inside that trunk?
I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
What u gon’ do with all that ass?
All that ass inside them jeans?
I’m a make, make, make, make you scream
Make u scream, make you scream.
Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.
She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.
I could be your baby, you can be my honey
Lets spend time not money.
I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,
Milky, milky cocoa,
Mix your milk with my cocoa puff, milky, milky riiiiiiight.


the scientific name... 

of an Ocelot is Leopardus Pardalis.

hump day downer 

nate just reminded me what we were all doing exactly one year ago today -
losing our idealism.

twist my arm 

and i'll go to pretty much any of these shows with you.
unless i'm going to that other one...

this is totally ridiculous:

TONIGHT (nov 2)
= the go! team @ webster hall
= the cloud room @ knitting factory
= foreign islands @ piano's

FRIDAY (nov 4)
= tom vek / mobius band @ knitting factory
= the shout out louds @ bowery ballroom
= dios (malos) @ mercury lounge

SATURDAY (nov 5)
= calla @ bowery ballroom
= super furry animals @ webster hall
= spoon @ nokia theatre
= fiery furnaces @ north six
= saints + lovers @ sin-e

SUNDAY (nov 6)
= spoon @ warsaw
= super furry animals @ webster hall

MONDAY (nov 7)
= DFA 1979 @ club exit

TUESDAY (nov 8)
= joggers @ knitting factory

= test-icicles @ cake shop
= the black keys @ irving plaza


health warning 

if you eat fish, read this.

my week. now on flickr! 

for all you 'my week' fans, you can now tune in every monday, only on flickr!

this week on flickr: the stars and stripes are dead. the many faces/teeth of tom. is that nate, or just some dumb ugly blonde? does matt always look that gay in hats? nick and sean: double trouble. lily gives medical advice.

be there!



when do jet blue flights start? 

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