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Friday, January
28, 2005 at 13:25:44 (EST) |
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The Government Flu
With the worst of my illness behind me, I am left to wonder,
was it just a cold
or a case of the flu? And was it caused by a massive
government/airline conspiracy in which planes disguised as commercial
aircraft release chemically active contrails for nefarious purposes?
Probably not.
So let's look to the future: Motico's Under-the-Table
Record Release Show!. Next Thursday, Motico
takes the stage at Sin-é.
We go on at 9:30pm (and this time I'm almost positive this
time is correct). Everybody who comes to this show and tells
the door person he or she is there to see us will receive
a copy of our new single! We haven't received the jacket yet
but you will get some kind of one-of-a-kind product, including
a CD-R of the songs on the record (for the turntably-challenged),
plus some bonus Motico-related material unavailable anywhere
else! Be the first on your block to have these amazing collector's
items!
Think how special you'll feel knowing that everybody else
will have to pay the exorbitant $3 price for this fantastic
music collection! Think how attractive owning such a fine
piece of work will make you to others!
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Tuesday, January
25, 2005 at 12:20:05 (EST) |
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How do I make you
I can't stop fooling with this Face
Transformer Java Tool site. You upload a photo of a face
and then alter it, either making it older or younger, a different
race or sex. You can also see what you would look like if it
had been painted by one of three Old Masters. Seems like most
people probably just want to see what they'll look like elderly,
but the artistic morphs are also pretty cool. The trick is to
get a picture that conforms to the tool's template: head-on
face shot, without too much in the background. Here's what Motico
would look like if we had sat for El Greco:
Yikes, I look like Vincent Gallo. I had an advantage in that
I was able to just take a picture of myself, the other guys
were subject to whatever images I could dig up on my hard
drive. But considering they were just snapshot photos I had
lying around I think they came out well. Ultimately, however,
I might just be more of a Botticelli man:
The weird thing about this one is that Buzz's image looks
remarkably similar to the portrait he had done by one of those
guys in Times Square.
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Tuesday, January
25, 2005 at 01:34:25 (EST) |
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Song from a future generation
 Hi
kids, I'm Jimmy Legs' older self ... FROM THE FUTURE! Ah, I
always wanted to say that. But my mission here is too dire for
frivolity. You whippersnappers need the sage advice that only
the aged version of myself can offer.
Kids, what you sadly don't know is that this snow and
generally lame weather will never end. Here it is, thirty
years in the future, and that same damn snow is blocking my
doorway. You'll have to learn to adapt to a very strange new
world. The upside is that the mayor will make it legal for
newsstands to sell vodka. Of course, it's not Bloomberg, who
we strung up in the Lynching of Aught-Five, but I best not
give away too much of that here, lest I risk messing up the
space-time whoozits thing. I never did understand time travel.
I can't even set the clock on my damn DVD player!
 That's
right, chillun, sell them Ugg boots and get yerself some cross-country
skis. This here's Great-Uncle Buzz and I am sick and tired
of you kids melting my Ultra-Daisies with yer ever-lovin'
Laser Scooters. Oh, you young'uns don't know about that yet.
Well, when they get them, you be sure and stay off my PermaLawn.
Now ... where was I ... oh, yes. Every damn time I turn on
the SupraTiVo, I keep getting nothing but old speeches of
President Hilton's. I don't care if she did ratify the Cosmetic
Surgery Amendment, I say she's still a tramp! Wait, what was
I talking about? Who's that? I'm takin' a nap!
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Monday, January
24, 2005 at 13:46:40 (EST) |
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Can't happen here
Wow, the subways sure are messed
up today! There was a fire at the Chambers Street station
signal room, which may require reroutings of the A/C trains
for some time to come. Not to be outdone, the F and G trains
are way screwy as well:
Due to problems with icing on the rails at Smith - 9th
Street, there are changes to F and G service:
F service is operating between 179th St in Queens and Jay
Street in Brooklyn. There is s Shuttle train on the F between
Church Ave and Stillwell Avenue. Alternate bus service is
available between Church Ave and Jay Street.
G service is operating between Courthouse Square and Bedford
- Nostrand Ave.
I see that Heather
was spared form having to go into the office today, but I
wonder how many other people are getting a Snow Day as well.
Alas, there are no snow days for telecommuters.
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Monday, January
24, 2005 at 13:39:41 (EST) |
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There's a storm that's raging through
my frozen heart tonight
Todd
Patrick's new performance space is not by any means ready
to go, but that didn't stop him from hosting a show there Friday.
Things got off to a late start, the first band didn't go on
until at least 11:45. The one toilet wasn't installed until
after people started showing up (it was, for some reason, placed
on a platform, lit by a halogen lamp, and surrounded by a large
black plastic sheet). Many technical details made for a long
evening with many lulls, and the sound system needs some work.
But it was still a sight to behold, the christening of what
will no doubt be a hotspot for live music in the area. But they
need more bathrooms.
It was so unbelievably cold Friday night, there were times
when death seemed preferable to setting foot outside. Yet
Miller High Life seemed preferable to death. We miraculously
got a car service home; otherwise we might have just moved
into the space to avoid the deep-freeze.
It's art! It's functional!
Buzz thinks it's a lotta baloney and he's tired of it
Even Schmoo made it out to the show
The place was packed; and it's a big place
Motico believes they could rock that joint, but no one asked
them to
Arturo looks down his nose at the Williamsburg hipster crowd
Prog-hardcore by Big Bear, the crowd loved 'em
At long last, Pats & Labor played a raucous, if disjointed
set
The space still needs much work. It was revealed to me late
in the evening that the 'stage' the bands played upon was
really just a huge stack of drywall meant to be placed on
the walls at some point. I'll be very interested to see how
the space shapes up. Todd P is asking for more volunteers
to work on the space, something I've been meaning to do myself.
But maybe I'll wait until it warms up a little.
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Monday, January
17, 2005 at 14:05:41 (EST) |
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How
I escaped my certain fate
As promised, The
Bowery Ballroom is a really good space to see bands. The
Mission
of Burma show wasn't overly crowded and the sound was
pretty much perfect. But there was one glaring problem. Two
words: NO REENTRY. So we felt a little trapped in there. But
at least the band kept us transfixed for the entirety of their
extremely long set. They played two sets and then played an
encore which could have qualified as a set in its own right.
All this and the band was apparently fighting off a cold as
well. I hope I can do that 25 years from now. I was especially
pleased to see that Bob Weston (of Shellac)
was present to handle the tape loops for which Mission of
Burma is famous. He even joined the band during the encore.
Man, that guy has a pretty cool life.
The audience was hilarious. The most energetic members were
also probably the oldest people there. The best ones were
this pair of Scandinavian dudes with long blond hair, one
of the sporting a jacket with a crudely homemade Jam
logo. Another guy was sporting the "I'm still cool"
ponytail to distract the eye from his totally bald head. Why
do guys think this look works? At any rate he was pogoing
around like a high schooler (which he probably was the last
time he saw Mission of Burma).
Damon
and Naomi first came to fame as the other members of Galaxie
500. I have never heard their solo work, but assumed it
would be the same sort of slow, smeary pop for which their
previous band was famous. Turns out that was all Dean
Wareham's doing; their set was, at best, reminiscent of
Belle and Sebastian. This didn't sit well with some members
of the audience, with some guy in the balcony shouting at
them throughout the set. "You suck!" he shouted
after every song, and later simply "STOP!" I bet
Bob Weston was just itching to get up on the mic to put the
heckler in his place, but Damon just whispered "We get
this at every show."
It was good to see The
Seconds, a band featuring one of the members of the Ex-Models.
Buzz didn't care for them, but I found their erratic style
kind of interesting overall. During their set a stinkbomb
went off, leading some to speculate that the band had arranged
it themselves. Short of having some kind of jazz fusion band
play, they probably couldn't have come up with a more divergent
set of bands for this bill.
Here are some random pictures,
some of the show and some of us at the Alibi the night before.
I seem to be experiencing a sort of Renaissance with that
joint these days.
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