I just got home from celebrating Village Voice scribe Tricia Romano‘s 5th year anniversary of her “Fly Life” column at a fabulous party hosted at The Box. Ok, I’ll admit, I’ve had a little bit to drink right now, and I’m drogging blunk-ish. (Isn’t that sad? My instinct is to blog–even while slightly intoxicated.)
One of the many fantastic acts that performed at the party was the stunning Pierce sisters of The Pierces. They are truly two of the most beautiful people I’ve ever seen in my life–so you can imagine how I almost lost my shiz when I realized they have ANOTHER sister, who looks just like them, who was watching them from the front row of the audience.
Now I know that many a faithful Strokes fan and/or reader of this website will be familiar with The Pierces by the mere fact that sister Catherine was the lady friend of one Mr. Albert Hammond Jr. (who was on hand at the event) I too only knew them because of the Strokes association, but I do have to report that I was pleasantly surprised by how great The Pierces really were.
Their music is unique–the have a slightly vaudevillian edge to their songs (perhaps it’s all that accordion and the fact that the girls were decked out in show-stopping flapper-inspired outfits) and their vocals are very very pretty not only in recordings, but also when performed live. When singing in harmony, their voices seem to meld as one, creating a ghostly, ethereal effect. I really enjoyed their set, and would recommend checking out their stuff.
By the time they were finished with their half hour set, the crowd was clapping up a storm, cheering for more as master of ceremonies Murray Hill took the stage again.
Other amazing acts included Julie Atlas Muz, with her unreal giant bubble act, Angie Pontani’s sexy strip tease, Mike Albo’s hilarious ditzy girl rant, and The Wau Wau Sisters schoolgirls gone wild number.
A big “Congrats” goes out to Tricia for 5 years of representing the club kids and for throwing a great, classy party.