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This is funny to me because I definitely remember seeing *that* music video as a kid but I kinda just thought it was ridiculous and wrote it off… never realized the rest of the album was something celebrated by actual appreciators of music, and that his next album would be so highly anticipated. Will have to check this out.
I played a show with this guy in like 2007. Nicest guy. Always stoned. Loved him. I think he has yet to strike a balance between his eccentric style and a classic talk show band type setup, so I’m curious to see what he does here
Cymbals eat guitars – Lose
Fucking excellent write up, sir,.
Have they officially changed labels ? Can’t wait to not get rocked in the head at their next show
Also Q and Not U -> one of the best shows I’ve ever seen when I was like 16, and I didn’t get killed.
Also two shows that had semi mobile crowds that were still friendly and I had a great time: Dikembe (took my gf to see them and there was no bodily harm), and Screaming Females.
I gotta throw my experience in here too.
I am almost 27. I’ve been going to shows since I was 14 or 15. I’m 5’4; 135 pounds. I have a real job. I am so fucking over this stage diving shit. I’m additionally resolutely sick of people moshing, pushing, elbowing and slam dancing. The reason for this is, given my size, I’m gonna get absolutely fucking pummeled no matter what happens.
I moved to Brooklyn about three months ago to finish up my final two years of medical school, and I’m glad to be back in a place with so much live music again. I’m short so I like to chill in the first or second row of people to actually see the bands. But the last few shows I’ve been to (Nothing, Braid, Cymbals Eat Guitars) I promptly had multiple beers spilled on me, after which I got tossed around like a fucking rag doll. Nothing had Iron Lung open up for them (youtube that shit, see for yourself). There was a 5’9, probably 175lb dude wrecking people and stage diving. I got kicked in the head by homeboy at least twice. Likewise some girthy dickmunch at Cymbals Eat Guitars started everyone moshing, then later supermanned head first right into my knee. I thought he was gonna unhappy triad my shit (see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Unhappy_triad). None of this makes the show fun for me. It just makes me wanna choke people out.
I get that people want to rock, escape from their lives and enjoy, but for Christ’s sake. It’s always like nine people out of a hundred fifty who make the fifteen feet closest to the stage positively unmanageable. I won’t even to to see certain bands cuz I know I’m gonna get rocked in the head. That’s no fun.
Some believe the life of a rat, mouse, cat, dog, pig, cow, etc. holds the same intrinsic value as you, your mother, your father, your brothers and sisters, and your children. Many don’t hold this belief. I don’t know if it’d be fair to characterize either as “fuckin’ stupid and ignorant.” Either way you’ve gotta deal with the consequences of your actions.
Would you kill a rat to save your mother’s life? If so, how many? What about a dog? How about a bunch of dogs?