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Friday, December
05, 2003 at 01:26:50 (EST) |
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Ain't nothin' said, just think of Fred
Later today a bunch of insane people who formerly lived in Ohio
will be descending on our sleepy little town for a wedding.
I'll be hanging out with them at the Coral
Room, that bar with big aquariums and half-naked women swimming
in them. Classy! I'm secretly hoping the scene will be so lame
that I can convince them to go to Brooklyn to see Stupid
play at Freddy's.
Sadly, they didn't win their last battle of the bands, but now
they can get back to performing at worthwhile venues for actual
audiences. I'd really like to be there, but whaddya gonna do?
Saturday it's my long-overdue return to the Mercury
Lounge to see TV
On The Radio. I don't usually like to get into the hype
thing, but this may be one of the last times anybody will
be able to see this band in a somewhat intimate setting. I
think they're about to blow up, so I wanna catch them before
I hear about their sell-out shows at lame places like Irving
Plaza. Opening first is Coco Rosie, another band I've not
seen but who comes highly recommended. Well, actually a friend
of mine just said they were cute. Good enough.
Sunday is an afternoon tea (booze) party in the slope. People
should do this more often, having parties in the afternoon
instead of late at night. I've been to brunches before which
have basically been the same ballpark, but there's too much
emphasis on the food, when all I really want is another bloody
mary. Let's cut to the chase!
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Thursday,
December 04, 2003 at 14:02:49 (EST) |
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Shake your moneymaker
I hope you're all happy. Despondent over the lack of interest
in adopting her, former stray cat Pinky has hit rock bottom:
online
personals. There she will ply her tawdry wares for the lowest
common denominator, regardless the tacit approval of such social
benchmarks as The New York Times or US Weekly.
Still, we wish her luck and hope for the best. Please, spread
the word and perhaps if we all pull together we can find her
a home with a minimum of degradation for all of us.
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Wednesday,
December 03, 2003 at 14:33:38 (EST) |
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It's a nice day to start again
Those of you who frequent the Alibi
know of its secret shame. At first it didn't seem like a real
problem, and most of us probably hoped it would go away on its
own. But problems don't solve themselves, they only fester.
And the secret shame of the Alibi has been getting increasingly
prominent, growing to the point that something must be done.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I speak of "White Wedding."
The first several times I heard this Billy Idol song on the
jukebox, I found it funny. Gen-Xers love that 80s throwback
stuff, and for many of us, Billy Idol was out introduction
to the darker side of pop music. Of course, in reality, Billy
Idol is about as punk/goth as Punky Brewster, but for the
first MTV generation, it was all we had. But the song gets
way too much play on the bar's jukebox, and I can't take it
anymore. Especially because it's the extended dance remix
version, which goes on forever, with little variation. And
just when you think it's over ... whump! It comes back for
another goddamn chorus. Lately, some loser has been playing
it every single time I got to the bar. And that's pretty friggin'
frequent.
But there is hope; thanks to our inside connection, Z has
suggested that the Billy Idol CD be removed from the rotation,
in favor of some Fugazi and Violent Femmes. The weird thing
is, the bar staff apparently is as sick of it as the rest
of us, so I'm not sure why they didn't think of this sooner.
Maybe they had an inappropriate attachment to "Flesh
for Fantasy." Frankly, at this point, Fugazi and the
Violent Femmes first records are looking pretty retro these
days anyway.
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Wednesday,
December 03, 2003 at 12:19:03 (EST) |
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With a song inside, it's never cold
Well, the snow is gone but now it's insanely cold. Inside the
house. Mysteriously the furnace didn't work all night, leaving
us unbearably cold when we emerged from our comfy comfy beds.
The weird thing is the furnace's fan worked; causing the vents
spewed cold air. I looked at the furnace but it seemed to be
okay. When the handyman showed up he scolded us because apparently
the switch right next to the basement lightswitch, the one that
looks just like a lightswitch and nothing more, is actually
a switch that turns off the furnace and water heater. Of course,
nobody told us that's what the switch was for. The only clue
about its true function is the Sharpied "Boiler" marking
on the side of the box. Boiler? There is no boiler, only a filthy
furnace and a grossly-undersized water heater.
The good news is now the furnace is functional, and I feel
so much safer knowing that, in an emergency, we can easily
turn off the furnace/water heater. I guess this is some kind
of code thing, but I'm having trouble imagining a situation
in which I find myself shouting "Oh my God! We've got
to quickly shut off the furnace and/or water heater! NOW!"
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Tuesday, December
02, 2003 at 11:20:15 (EST) |
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The winter was warm
 Hey
it's snowing! Cool. But how long until the novelty wears off?
For me, it won't be long.
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Tuesday, December
02, 2003 at 10:23:27 (EST) |
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You won't be the one left standing
It's that time again. Stupid
will take the stage at the Hard
Rock Café for yet another battle of the bands.
SEE them wipe the floor with competition! HEAR them rock out
the cavernous space on 57th Street! PONDER why they keep participating
in these shows, considering the grand prize is opening for
some lame band in Colorado. They could use the support, but
honestly I gotta say, if you wanna see 'em, wait until Friday
and see them at Freddy's.
There will be cookies.
I doubt I'll be able to get to that Freddy's show, even though
it's one of my favorite places to see Stupid. This weekend
some guy I know from college is getting married in what is
certainly to be a freaky affair. I'm not actually going to
the ceremony, but what it means to me is that a bunch of my
old pals are rolling into town from all over. Last time this
group got together we ended up at La
Nouvelle Justine, the S&M supper club. We only went
because another old friend
was working there. Apparently that club no longer exists which
comes as a relief to me. I'm all for deviation, but that place
was like the Hard Rock Café of S&M clubs, just
a little too creepily watered down. It's one thing to do the
leather-and-chains things and really mean it, but what does
it say when both the staff and the clientele both seem pretty
wishy washy about the whole affair? One highlight of that
experience: seeing a Hassidic Jew who probably thought he
was in disguise (no hat) get spanked by some leggy woman.
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Sunday, November
30, 2003 at 12:08:32 (EST) |
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I remember you
I don't think I'll be able to get my ass in gear to check it
out but, they're dedicating "Joey Ramone Place" today
at 1 PM. They're naming
the corner of 2nd Street and Bowery after him. Details are here.
If anybody gets to this thing, lemme know how it goes.
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while
the snow is doing its best to obscure all the junk in my back
yard, something more sinister has taken my full attention. The
lead story on 
Is
that even really her? What the hell happened? Does she have
lupus? It looks like she had a nose job, not to mention an
overall skeletal thing going on. Normally, this sort of celebrity
nitpicking goes over my head, but Garofalo had always been
a woman I found rather attractive in her natural state. Is
she fasting until W is out of office? That's the only justifiable
explanation. Somebody give her a meatloaf!