Preparing for the Pixies

Wednesday night / Thanksgiving morning at 1 A.M., I'll be at the Pixies' final show of a four-gig NYC run performing their entire classic album 'Doolittle.' Yay. I'm excited -- especially for this song:



True, I enjoy the Breeders a lot more; Kim's songwriting is far more affecting to me than Charles'. But the Pixies have a grit, a loud guitar crunch that hits you hard, and I hear the audio levels at Hammerstein Ballroom, the venue of the show, let Joey's lead guitar carry the show. Perfect.

Leonard Cohen / NYC concert

More than two weeks after I went to Leonard Cohen's first U.S. show I'm STILL in awe. It was literally the best I've ever seen, and the sound in the newly-renovated Beacon Theatre was amazing. It was ridiculous -- Cohen was enchanting and his backing band were total virtuosos. And everyone knew it; the ticket was the hardest to get in town. I was offered $750 a piece for my pair of tickets at the door by rich Upper East Side types.

Read my full review at SPIN.com. Also, NPR is now broadcasting much of the performance. Listen here.

Here's a clip from the show I found on YouTube. The quality sucks, but hey, I was there...

Last time I checked Fall was in full swing...

Songs I Really Like...

I recently caught two shows from the Breeders over the course of one weekend: Friday, a very intimate in-store at Other Music, and Sunday at Brooklyn's McCarren Park Pool. Here's a few of the live cuts I enjoyed the most...

A cover of Guided By Voices' "Shocker in Gloomtown"


"One Divine Hammer"


The Amps, "Tipp City"

I SUCK AT: keeping this blog up

But this is what happens at 7:30 A.M.

Well, It's Been a While...

Sadly, I haven't had much time to post to this blog lately as all my effort go toward work; I write, edit, and schedule much of the content to SPIN.com. Check it out.

I'm easing myself back into the pool of personal blogging now, and I'll start with a simple, yet totally rad and exciting post -- Wallpaper.

While I was at SXSW -- the total exhausting jumble fuck that is was -- a pal deliver, along with a few other things ;), a copy of Wallpaper's new CD. Sure, you could say I'm bias because they're my best friends, but I say bullshit. The music's just good.

Here's a clip of Wallpaper performing a few new tracks off their debut record a few months ago at the Comet on Capitol Hill in Seattle:

I watch too many movies...

In light of all the crazy happenings that have gone down over the past few weeks, I find myself constantly thinking my life, or at least parts of it, have become very Sunshine of the Spotless Mind-esque; my dreams have become vivid, colorful, and often overflow into what appears to be the "real" world. Characters and happenings mingle in both my conscious and unconscious world, though the latter is decidedly more colorful, however -- it seems both are equally erratic. While all that's very much romanticized, really, I just want someone to whisper "meet me at montauk" into my ear, and make the two culminate in one. Then maybe, my stress would stop, if only briefly.

It's odd, how a series of dramatic events will effect someone, and it's even odder which events -- many obscure and unrelated -- will ignite certain thoughts and reflections. A very special girl once told me that when she first meets someone, the first question she wants to ask them is what age they think they will be when they die. It's an odd query, one many shy away from, naturally, including myself. I'd hate to stamp my own expiration date, and often, I hope I live forever; immortality -- a blessing and a curse. But as people die, as we all will someday, I can't help but wonder how long the Green Mile really is.

Also, I just want to wake up to this every morning: