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January 2006

As soon as the ’90s ended, music fans were like, ‘Fuck you!’ Now the young people are taking over and are like, ‘I don’t need you to tell me what to like and not to like anymore!’ Take the choices and give them back to the kids, I say.”

When I read this quote from Drew from Broken Social Scene about Pitchfork, I got so rilled up I started writing this comment:

You would think they’d be able to make their site more readable and get better navigation after all these years. Dear lord, going to their homepage is like getting ADD all of a sudden. Oh, and the reviews are pretentious. I think we’d all be foolish to say that their writers are writing totally impartial reviews. Everything that anyone writes is somehow going to be influenced by the writer’s preception of the world, the band, the people that manage the band, etc. Pitchfork just happens to be in the mindset of “we are probably not going to talk about anything your jock friends from high school or your mom would know about.” I think I’d fall off my chair if they liked something that was actually on the top 40.

On the whole idea that Pitchfork is somehow giving power back to “the kids,” that’s a load of bull crap. It’s the bible of people who are so desperate for an “alternative” opinion to established music authorities like Rolling Stone, but then they just end up having the same exact opinions as the other idiots who definitely know they just don’t want to have a “mainstream” opinion but don’t know how to think for themselves. How is Pitchfork any different than Rolling Stone nowadays? So instead of people finding out about bands from Rolling Stone, they are finding out about them from Pitchfork. What’s the difference between being influenced by a writer from RS who happens to really like mainstream pop music and some writer who only likes bands that no one else has heard of? Just because more people are listening to you doesn’t mean your opinions are right.

Granted, Pitchfork succeeds in talking about bands that aren’t covered in Rolling Stone, but one publication can’t possibly cover all the music that’s out there. It’s simply impossible. Pitchfork is just another outlet for people to learn about music if they haven’t already heard of the bands. It’s simply just more exposure. Don’t you think that one day some other site or magazine is going to come along and replace Pitchfork?

But honestly, the real power of music is the same as it has always been–going out and listening to the music yourself, looking for new bands yourself, discovering what you like–not just going along with what other people think is good. In case no one has noticed, you absolutely do NOT have to like a band that Rolling Stone OR Pitchfork like. It is YOUR CHOICE.

Pitchfork and RS are both the same in that they are just part of the individual conversations that people have when they talk about what they think is good or bad in music. Pitchfork is just a new place kids find the bands about which they will talk endlessly on their blogs, in their homes, on IM, etc. “Ohmigod! Did you see what Pitchfork had to say about Sufjan Steven’s latest EP? It’s a collection of ‘songs’ of him farting! They said it was like the equivalent of having an aural orgasm–they said that you’d have an ‘eargasm’ listening to it because of its sheer melodic brilliance. So great!”

And I suppose for many people, people talking about you and listening to your music just to see if it’s really any good is just as valuable as people actually liking your music. If you don’t like what people are saying about a group that you like, or you want to tell more people about a great act you saw, tell people yourself. Go start your own blog/podcast/whatever. Get on your cellphone, send those emails.

Whatever, man.

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I was just listening to some tracks by this band from Ohio, Gil Mantera’s Party Dream. They are synth-y and a little bit dancey, but in a light, airy sort of way. If I had to pick a food that I think best represents this band, I would say they are like the crazy green and red caramel popcorn you get in huge tins during Christmas time. Sweet, slightly bizarre, but kind of tasty. I think they sound like Four Tet meets Dykehouse meets IMA Robot. The look a bit like gay disco trailer trash (see below–photo by Mike Carney).

Check out their song “Alligator Missions” (which you can hear on their streaming audio player). I think it’s pretty catchy.

The next time you can see them live is on Feb 17th at Knitting Factory.

Gil Mantera's Party Dream. Photo by Mike Carney

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Sadly right now Pagoda is probably playing Vicious, but I’m at home. This is because I’ve been up since 6:30am and I’ve been to Pennsylvania and just got back. All on about 4 hours sleep. This little girl is pooped. I’m also missing The Kites.

How was the show?

Restaurant Johnny's

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Ok, it was really only two comedians, but in a span of 20 minutes. I went with S.G. to Momofuku (aka- one of THE BEST ramen places in NYC) and saw David Cross there. This made S.G. sad because that meant that David wasn’t filming Arrested Development. Does anyone have any idea if a network has definitely picked up the show yet?

Then when we were walking down the street to Odessa, I almost physically ran into Demetri Martin…although I didn’t see him until S.G. pointed at him as he walked by. I caught Demetri out of the corner of my eye–I think he was wearing a red sweatshirt, backpack, and headphones. I’m sure he was wearing pants too, but I didn’t have time to look.

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As you may have heard already, the new Apple commercial talking about the inclusion of Intel chips is almost a shot-for-shot reproduction of The Postal Service video for “Such Great Heights.” It was shot by the same directors, but that is absolutely no excuse. I thought these kinds of negative press publicity stunts were only reserved for Tom Cruise and Lindsay Lohan.

The Gibbard himself is not pleased at all. See the note he posted on the offical Postal Service site:

01/19/06

A Note from Ben

It has recently come to our attention that Apple Computers’ new television commercial for the Intel chip features a shot-for-shot recreation of our video for ‘Such Great Heights’ made by the same filmmakers responsible for the original. We did not approve this commercialization and are extremely disappointed with both parties that this was executed without our consultation or consent. -Ben Gibbard, The Postal Service

Watch the side-by-side video and be amazed at the brazen duplication. Oh, and BTW, Apple is now heavily rotating in ads for the downloading of the Postal Service video–probably in an effort to make nice. But of course they have to do something jacked up, so they are serving up a censored version of the video. Everytime it’s supposed to say “Skyworks” the name is blurred out.

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Details for the Editors show on Saturday change up until the last minute. The band was scheduled to play The Annex, but when the band went to soundcheck, the venue was still a contstruction site! Yikes! Luckily they were able to snatch up Rothko at the last minute and the show thankfully went on. Of course the venue change meant that it was going to be nuts, especially since the show was sold out AND the new venue had a smaller capacity than The Annex.

Knowning this, J. and I headed to the venue right when the doors were opening–9PM! I can’t remember the last time I went to a show that early, but I was taking NO chances. I figured there would be a few people standing outside, but when I got to the venue, it was already a mob scene! There were litterally 50 people standing outside. I was totally shocked. Luckily I didn’t have to wait too long to get in and I snagged a seat at the downstairs bar save my legs from the estimated 2 and a half hours I would be waiting until the band went on.

The good thing about being there so early was that I actually got to talk to people instead of the usual run in, run out, wave at people thing that I find myself doing a lot of the time. I was so absorbed with just hanging out downstairs that it wasn’t until I came out of the bathroom and realized no one was downstairs that I realized “oh, the band is probably on now!”

I rushed up the stairs and opened the door to the main performance space and was met with a sea of packed bodies. It was like trying to get on the S train from 42nd Street during the morning rush–people actually had their backs up against the door, so when I threw it open a girl almost fell on me. “Holy sh-t!,” I said to myself as I took a deep breath and started pushing my way through the crowd.

One thing you have to know about me is that I’m an expert at the concert crowd weave. During the course of the first song I managed to make my way from all the way of the back of the venue to the absolute front. Usually there is space in the front for people to move around and take photos, but I was shocked to see that there was not even a nanometer to spare in terms of standing space. I saw a girl standing on a metal equipment case, so I hopped up and stood directly in front of the speaker…which I’m sure really pleased my ears.

When I finally had a second to take in the music that The Editors was playing, I was really impressed. When I first heard their album, it really didn’t make an impression on me. “Interpol but not as depressed,” I declared to myself, but I never solidify my opinion of a band until I’ve seen them live. So when I went into the show I had no real expectactions, but as soon as I realized what was happening on the stage I was totally blown away! The Editors were totally rocking it!

I was totally shocked! The band sounded NOTHING like what I remembered their recorded stuff was like. The music was so full of energy, and it sounded SO GREAT–which is a miraculous feat given the usually not so great sound at Rothko. Their stuff sounds far more dancey when performed live than their recorded stuff lets on. Like Gang of Four + Joy Division + something else cliched, but it’s better than that lame description I just wrote. The crowd was basically going ape sh-t–fist pumping, jumping up and down, acting like absolute crazy people. Photographers were snapping left and right, I couldn’t turn my head without getting blinded by a flashbulb.

One of my favorite parts of the show is when Tom Smith was sitting at the keyboard and grabbing the mic and twisting his body a la Chris Martin. But luckily for all of us, he didn’t have his fingers taped up like a tw-t nor was he singing a song about Gwyneth Paltrow (at least I don’t *think* he was).

Seriously, the whole show is a bit of a blur (it went so fast) but it was really fantastic. I was so surprised by how much I loved them live. It’s so rare that you see a hyped-up band really deliver and seem like they are giving 110 percent during their time onstage.

If you don’t already know The Editors, get on it because the buzz is well deserved. Definintely get tickets to what ever is their next show, because a year from now they’ll be playing large venues and you’ll get to be all smug and tell people that you saw The Editors in a tiny club back in the day. Awesomeness!

Oh, and some girl is looking for a 5’8″ English guy wearing a scarf and blazer at the show. The Editors make people fall in love with strangers.

The Editors at Rothko

The Editors at Rothko

The Editors at Rothko

After the show I headed to the after party at Fontana’s where Peter Hook from New Order was DJing which was such a mind-blowing idea in itself. When I was talking to Vince and Melissa I think I said something like, “Peter Hook DJing an Editors after party is like Lou Reed DJing a Strokes after party.” It’s just so ridiculously funny. Oh, and if you haven’t been to Fontana’s yet, the decor can only be described as “Citizen Kane’s house” with its zebra-print couches, maroon colored walls, pool table, and chandelier. And the space is HUGE. But anyway…

Peter Hook will be 50 years old on February 13th of this year (one day after my own birthday!), but there he was up on the balcony level DJ booth dancing up a whirlwind storm as he spun Joy Division/New Order tracks alongside more contemporary dance bands. He was doing this almost robotic move that was STEP class meets Whack-a-Mole head bopping meets Live at the Apollo hand gestures (see below). In a word: Amazing. Power to the oldies!Peter Hook dances

More photos after the jump, or look at my Flickr set to see all the photos.

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Oh boy…

Due to unforeseen delays in construction on the Annex (which is a new club), tonight’s Editors show (Saturday, January 21) has been moved to Rothko.

Rothko is located just around the corner at 116 Suffolk Street between Rivington and Delancey.  To get there from the Annex, walk South to Rivington then walk East 4 blocks to Suffolk street.  The club is just a 1/2 block south on Suffolk.

Rothko is a smaller club and capacity will be limited.  Doors are now at 9pm. Due to the limited capacity, please arrive by 10pm in order for us to accommodate ticket-holders and will-call.

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Julian as a used car salesman/Florida grandpa, Nick as Steven Tyler, Fab as Mr. Kotter, Albert as…er…drunk Albert (??), and Nikolai as Lucas Haas’s Amish character in Witness. This is the stuff Strokes covers for SPIN are made of…well at least for 2006.

Be sure to check out the February issue (on stands NOW) which features a cover story on the Strokes written by Marc Spitz. Oh, and on the fourth page of the article you can catch me being quoted about how I “can’t keep up with the [music] that’s out there now” (because I’m old and unsavvy) and me being a lifelong fan of the Strokes.

And of course, the boys are playing SNL tomorrow night.

THE STROKES 4 EVA!

The Strokes, February 2006

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Woah! This is NUTS. Hot off the PR press:

Mylo has been forced to cancel his forthcoming dates in the U.S. due to a hearing condition.

Having contracted a virus over the Christmas period which has caused him temporary hearing loss, Mylo had been advised to cancel live shows in Japan and Australia at the start of the year. He had hoped that his condition would recover sufficiently to allow him to perform live shows in the U.S., unfortunately his recovery is very slow and no real progress has been made. As he has been recommended to completely recover he has been advised by his doctor not to commit to anything further at least until the end of February.  Mylo deeply regrets having to cancel the dates.

However, even though Mylo will not be able to tour the U.S. as planned, his new release Destroy Rock & Roll will be available in the States on February 7th.

Here’s to Mylo getting better soon!

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I was inspired by a comment left by someone claiming to be “Project Catwalk’sMatthew Bowkett on my “Project Cuties” post to do some searching for some “Project Runway” contestants on Myspace.com. It should be noted that as of this interview with Andrae, “Project Cuties” contestant Daniel V. does NOT have a Myspace profile.

Oh, BTW, if you really are Matthew Bowkett, send me the link to your Myspace profile.

Anyway, here are the results and some commentary:

Are you at all surprised that Santino has the most absurd pictures in his Myspace profile? Andrae looks all happy, smiley, and shaved. Nick is 38 years old!??!?! Daniel Franco is straight. Zulema looks very pretty, but is anyone getting Glamour Shots flashbacks? (She also has an offical site.)

Not on Myspace, but they have web sites: Raymundo, Emmett “Vulgar” McCarthy, Kara Janx.

Saint SantinoZulemadaniel franconick from project runway

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