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Oh my goth! Morticia and Edward Scissorhands grace the cover of the NME.
Pics of David Gray in concert.
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February 2003
We know it’s not sold out or anything, but we’ve got a ticket to Sahara Hotnights with Ikara Colt/Washdown on the 27th at Bowery. Anyone want to relieve us of it? Like if you were going to go anyway but didn’t buy a ticket yet? E-mail.
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No updates are good updates!
We’re kinda glad no one has called us on the fact that we completely have not talked about a number of things that would make a lot of sense for us to talk about:
1. The Stills/ Music show on Friday
2. The Grammys
3. The White Stripes
On The Stills/Music. Yes, we were there during The Stills. Then in an act of God, we were struck down by some kind of inner force and had to retreat out of the venue. If anyone was witness to the thing that we’re talking about that happened right before The Music went on, you understand. Basically, we had food poisoning or some kind of stomach virus so we missed the fun. Blah. Sorry it’s not a more exciting story.
Grammys. What can be said about a televised disaster such as the Grammy Awards? But in all honesty, it wasn’t that bad.
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It’s funny, because when we used to dress up in grungy, inappropriate clothing for school concerts, the teachers used to take us by the ear and tell us we had two options: 1. Go home and change or 2. Don’t perform in the show. Apparently no one wanted to see a Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat medley in actually Technicolor clothing.
So call us old-fashioned, but isn’t it kinda wrong how John Mayer was allowed to do his Abercrombie & Fitch ad meets Men at Work look during an awards show performance? Apparently casual Fridays have made inroads that run deeper than we’ve ever foreseen. Now they give people Grammys for pulling stunts like we did back in the ’90s. That, and blatantly ripping off musical acts that were never very good to begin with. We’re looking for justice.
Hey, at least we know Avril Lavigne isn’t lip-synching. Yikes.
White Stripes. Don’t even start us. Unless you came to help, don’t bother. Thanks.
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Remember how we just asked you if we could laugh any harder? Dreams do come true! Check out this weekend’s high-class Sadie Hawkins’ dance! Link from Strokes LJ:
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To the gentlemen, ascots — fashion yay or nay? Can Valensi pull it off long-term? Or is it just a ladies’ scarf tied ’round neck?
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NME tastes just like chicken. With a face like that, gotta wonder what else has gone in that way.
Chris Martin on Radio 1.
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Holy shit, could we laugh ANY HARDER? Probably, but this is pretty good! The Matt Romano Fan Club. Link from Stella Divestar.
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Nothing like us trying to catch up on our gossip in the morning…
From Product Shop NY, Chris and Gwyn news via Rush and Molloy:
MORE EVIDENCE that supposedly-split Gwyneth Paltrow and Chris Martin are still together. The actress was just photographed moving what appeared to be her belongings into the London digs of the Coldplay singer. Paltrow rents a house in town, but sources tell the Daily Star that she’s spending so much time at Martin’s place, she wanted to keep some essentials there …
Hilary Woods has left JJ72. Male fanbase drops 75%. (Thanks Matt!)
Even thought it’s not how it sound (or maybe it is), the fact that there’s a London Sketch Club is pretty amusing.
Tonight on the Grammys, Coldplay with NY Philharmonic Orchestra.
Sorry about this, Juliette Lewis is a fashion disaster.
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To the kind souls who bought us the Rock She Wrote book and the Travis CD, they’ve yet to arrive, so you might want to stick it to Amazon and query about them.
BK on V-day.
Buzz buzz buzz. The Rogers Sisters.
Things to do in New York when you aren’t being a poseur.
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Check out the new Placebo video for “The Bitter End.”
Anyone from San Diego or has knowledge of the music scene around there? Drop a line.
Alan Cumming, master of disguise.
Turning points for Mark Ravenhill, Emily Watson, and Kim Gordon.
Salman Rushdie — conniving bastard.
Fine review of the fourth and final NYC Supergrass show.
Ryan Adams is on the cover of the “Overrated/Underrated” Time Out New York issue. You guess which one.
Sumthin’ be wrong with this picture.
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