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February 2005

Lucian Freud’s painting “Naked Portrait 2002” will go up for auction at Christie’s London on February 9 and is projected to pull in 3.5 GBP (CORRECTION: We meant 3.5 million GBP). The life-sized portrait’s supermodel sitter is none other than a pregnant-a-the-time Kate Moss.

In other news, Moss’s former (?) fling Pete Doherty of the Libertines has once again found himself in the slammer. This time for beating up unofficial Babyshambles documentarian Max Carlish.

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Cat Clawing in NYC

February 5, 2005

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The Kills get documented in a hipster journey in the New York Times. From a stay in the Hotel Chelsea, to a stop at 7B (more formerly known at the Horseshoe Bar), and a nightcap at the Dark Room basement, what more could the sullen-looking duo want?

Read more about these chain-smoking vegans’ misadventures in this Guardian profile.

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What’s been up with our absence from all the hot events this weekend? (Like Doug’s bday, Niki’s bday, Two Gallants/Dirty on Purpose/Rogue Wave at Mercury Lounge, M.I.A. at Knitting Factory with our man Nick Catchdubs, Jarvis Cocker and M.I.A. DJing at MisShapes, and all the Super Bowl parties going on–like the anti-Bowl party at Pianos tomorrow.) It’s because we just got 3 wisdom teeth removed this morning and we can’t feel half of our face. Why only 3? Because apparently we don’t have a fourth wisdom tooth. Are we freaks or something?

They gave us a prescription for Vicodin and no you can’t have any.

Back to sleep for now, but we should awake for our birthday party this Thursday at ATOMIQUE at Eleven on Orchard Street and Rivington. Nick Catchdubs (see above) will be spinning. The joint starts at 10pm and there will be that blue light special free drinks every 1 1/2 hours thing.

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Folks on the comments have been dissecting the Project Runway photos from Fashion Week, reporting that the hideous designs of Wendy Pepper have reached the runway. Upon further inspection of the photos of the show, we have to say someone certainly was stinking up the place with some horrible misses–but surprisingly it was Austin Scarlett.

We can’t imagine who would wear such a disgusting piece of pret-a-porter such as this suede scalloped jacket. Yuck! What are you doing to us Austin!?!? There are also some really questionable eveningwear items that appeared, and a guest appearance by “America’s Next Top Model 3″ contestant Ann, modeling a beautiful gold lace dress by Kara. All the “PR” rejects were in attendence, except for Kevin (who was probably too busy searching for a Russian bride), leaving an empty chair next to celebrity guest judge Parker Posey. Did someone book Morganza as a model for the show and she didn’t show up? That would explain why things got weird when they snagged passerby Carolina Herrera to walk the runway in place of a model! (That’s a joke.)

Judging from the photos and reading the gossip, it seems as though Kara, Wendy, Austin, and Jay were all allowed to show their wears at the Fashion Week show. Guess they’re trying to keep us guessing until the real deal airs.

For more insight on who designed what, check out the CNN rundown (which only mentions Jay, Wendy, and Kara Saun), Getty Images and WireImages.

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Where Is the Love?

February 1, 2005

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Read Max Dropout’s in-depth interview with infamous Sympathy for the Record Industry’s founder Long John Gone.

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Effect of the Night

February 1, 2005

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Audrey has been on our tit to talk about the Lansing-Dreiden/Diamond Nights show since we went last Thursday at the Delancey.

We arrived at the venue right around 9pm (after just seeing Austin Scarlett on the subway ride down). That was when L-D were supposed to go on, but of course they didn’t go on until after 10pm. We knew it was supposed to be a “secret” surprise performance, but apparently the secret had leaked to every greasy-haired straggler below 14th Street because the line to pay/get stamped for the show was so long that it stretched the entire length of the lengthy corridor to the entrance and then poured out onto the sidewalk outside of the venue.

When everyone was finally let into the downstairs dungeon-like performance space, it soon became a crowded, smoky mess. It was wall to wall with people who looked like they read Vice religiously. We stood next to this really tall blond guy who looked like he should have been Swedish. Actually, we were surrounded by really tall people, which also greatly contributed to our obstructed view of the performance.

From what we could see, the band was nine people: One guy on the left playing either guitar or bass, a keyboardist, 2 (???) drummers, 2 guitarists on the right, a bassist, and two girls dead center singing vocals in unison. This is probably is a good time to mention that none of the people onstage are actually in Lansing-Dreiden because “L-D” don’t play out. Which means that any time you’re seeing “Lansing-Dreiden” perform, what you’re really seeing is a bunch of people playing covers of Lansing-Dreiden songs. Kinda weird, arty, and conceptual, no?

Anyway, as soon as they started playing, people were totally into it, bopping their heads while they stared transfixed at the stage in front of them. It was a little like being in the hipster version of Children of the Corn. The girls sang with an eerie monotony in their voices as they stared straight ahead with no signs of life if their glassy eyes. Creeepy!

Now we know that the sound at the Delancey is absolutely awful, so we don’t feel bad in saying that most of the time when the girls were singing all we could hear was a faint mumble above the predatory growls of the guitar, bass, and drums. Was it weird hearing girls singing songs that are usually sung by a man (like on the recorded L-D material)? No, not really, but we just wish we could have heard some of it. We thought the more upbeat songs like “Advancing Flags” (which was awesome) and “Metal on a Gun” fared much much better live than the slower sounds of songs like “Missing Message.”

Diamond NightsLater that evening, Diamond Nights wound up its Thursday night residency to an apeshit crowd of concergoers. You may know Diamond Nights from listening to their awesome song called “The Girl’s Attractive.” Seriously, people were going positively crazy the moment Diamonds took the stage. A large mosh pit crew right up front and center, causing people to drop bottles and fall over. Some people also decided it was a primo idea to crowd surf despite the ultra-low ceiling of the basement concert space. Totally insane. Regardless to say, the night was a excellent night of music despite the evilness of the Delancey concert space, the immense amount of smoking, and the assh-les who decided they were going to bring moshing back into fashion.

Oh, we also gotta give props to the awesome DJ skills of the Notorious Shout! DJs, who spun between sets. Who else could have played the Golden Republic and made me ask “who the hell sings this? This song is AWESOME!”. Kudos, boys.

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