Another Magazine Party

Bao took me to another fashion week party…

another magazine helena christensen kate bosworth

They didn’t have gin at the bar which made me sad…

kate moss

The Kills performed and the MisShapes DJed…

mary-kate olsen

But one of the best moments of the night was when I told Hugh Harris, lead guitarist for one of my very favorite bands of the moment, The Kooks, that the reason it was so crowded in the corner was because they were giving away puppies…and he believed me. I think that’s pretty adorable.

PS- MIA rules the school.

[Above photos: 1. Helena Christensen and Kate Bosworth 2. Kate Moss 3. Mary-Kate Olsen]

Kelis Brings Her Milkshake to the MisShapes

Nas‘s number one lady, superfly superstar Kelis, performed made an apperance at a jam-packed MisShapes tonight. When I first got there around 1am there was a line of well-dressed hipsters around the block, and the cops were inside busting underage kids and checking to see if the venue was overcrowded.

Hence NO ONE was getting in, not even some of the V magazine folks who were co-running the event. Not even the gay boy I briefly talked to who lamented that his handbag was inside, but wasn’t being allowed back in. Crazy!

I went to go get dinner at 1am, rolled back over to Don Hill’s at 2:30 and shook my little bootie a bit as Jackson spun some nice hip-hop music and Kelis sat behind her two enormous bodyguards.

What a great way to cap off the night!

kelis

Leigh Lezark Gets Dressed for the New York Times

Check it out! MisShapes reprezenting in the Style section, baby!

Here’s my favorite part of the article:

Fashion designers like Hedi Slimane of Dior Homme have looked to the MisShapes for influence, just as the press once used Edie Sedgwick as a radar of style. But listening to Ms. Lezark, it’s hard to see how or why she would she care about the exquisite refinements that interest stylists and editors.

When Mr. Mokkino suggested she might look good in a floor-length Marc Jacobs dress in a double layer of brown lace, Ms. Lezark smiled vaguely.

“Yeah, I’d wear that,” she said, “but I’d cut it off.”

Now don’t ask me what the point of the article is, I have no idea. It seems to be a piece about the fall season’s obsession with layering (yes, because layering never existed before Fall 2006) and how “real women” will take on this trend in their wardrobe.

I love that Leigh seems totally indifferent to the prompting of the stylists, telling him that the clothes are “too old” for her. This is the high-end equivalent of politely smiling at the salesgirl as she tells you that you look “AMAZING” in whatever item you are trying on.

For example, last month I was on my way to Jason‘s karaoke birthday party and stopped by this store Searle because it was just down the block. I tried on these knee-high leather boots with the outfit I had on–which included short shorts. I slipped on the boots and stood in front of the mirror and the salesgirl said that the boots were “sooo great” and that they looked “great” with my oufit. I looked at her like she was totally crazy because since when do short shorts and knee-high boots spell anything but “street walker”? Then another salesgirl came up with a pair of ugly boots and prompted me to try them on, which I flatly refused.

I know you guys want to sell stuff, but when you start praising bad outfit combos and thrust ugly shoes in my face, it’s really a turn off. If you’re going to suggest some item of clothing, make sure it’s for the better, not for the worse. Yuck.

Your New Movie Star Boy Crushes: The Treadaway Brothers

Today I went to the premiere of Brothers of the Head, a new British movie showing at the IFC Film Center. The film is about Siamese twins who rise to fame as a punk band in the 1970s. It’s basically the story of what would happen if Carl Barat and Pete Doherty had been born with a shared liver and circulatory system.

The movie is definitely worth seeing, it’s not as amazing as some other fictional freak rock star movies (like Hedwig and the Angry Inch), but the music composed by Clive Langer that is played in the movie is well worth the price of admission. I became totally obsessed with all the original music performed in the movie that I’m dead set on getting the soundtrack.

I kinda wish this band, Bang Bang really existed because the music is great! “My Friend (You C—)” is truly an AMAZING song. If you love the Libertines/ The Clash/ etc, you will totally EAT UP this movie soundtrack. It’s really brilliant. You can check out some of the songs on the official Brothers of the Head web site.

Oh, and need I mention that the brothers that play the conjoined twins are TOTALLY HOT?? Here’s the proof of the Treadaway brother’s adorableness:

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The Treadaways with the directors of Brothers, Keith Fulton and Louis Pepe

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Luke and…

harry treadaway

Harry.

Remember these faces. Not only are these kids gonna be stars (Harry will be in the new Joy Division movie, Control, playing Stephen Morris…although he totally looks like Ian Curtis in that photo) but they have awesome taste in music, as revealed by the 7-song playlist they requested the MisShapes DJs to play during the afterparty.

Hellooooo The Kinks, Talking Heads, Joy Division, Thom Yorke, Lou Reed, Kings of Leon, David Bowie, and The Clash! Total classics.

luke and harry ipod

Let’s hear it for the boys and to the success of their movie, which opens in NYC on Friday, July 28th.

WATCH: “2-Way Romeo” by Bang Bang

I Love Me Some Siren Festival: Part 2

[Read “I Love Me Some Siren Festival: Part 1]

Last I left off, Ryan Jarman was bleeding while the Cribs were playing. I got super-excited when they busted into “Hey Scenesters!“, a blistering song about… wellvapid scenesters, which is one of my favorite songs of the moment–although there are so many levels of subtext and irony singing along to this song during Siren Festival, I’m not sure who the joke is on.

the cribs

Luckily for my feet, Art Brut was up next on Stillwell Stage so I didn’t have to run back and forth across the boardwalk. I hung out and got some drinks, and while standing around I saw this ridiculous poster:

misshapes dj siren

“Wait so let me get this straight–WHEN are the Misshapes Djing on Stillwell Stage? I mean I don’t want to run the risk of missing their set.”

It was like looking at Set Breakdown for Dummies.

I’m not exactly sure why, but I love Art Brut live. Sure, it’s basically the same inter-song banter and set list every time, but their live shows are never boring. I remember reading an article that stated that the reason Art Brut tour so much out of their native country of England is because they are not that popular in the UK and are thought of as a joke band. I couldn’t believe it! Is Art Brut the indie rock Bush of the ’00s? Loved in the US but reviled in the UK?

Anyway, Art Brut was no less than spectacularly fun. Lead singer Eddie Argos always has the most incredible energy–kicking up his shoe-less feet (below)…

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…and jump roping with the microphone cord (below)…

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…and of course, running into the audience. He scaled the crowd barricade and jumped into the group of concertgoers (below).

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By the time “Good Weekend” rolled around, the crowd was whipped into a frenzy, with everyone passionately singing along (below).

art brut

Totally brilliant. Also during “Bang Bang Rock and Roll” Eddie decided to throw in Kimya Dawson and Jeffrey Lewis‘s names into the “[Name of Band] Top of the Pops!” chant. I wondered why, but when I went back to the VIP area after the end of Art Brut, I saw Jeffrey Lewis there, so I kinda understood it. Seeing as how Kimya Dawson is supposed to pop any day now, I’m assuming she wasn’t on hand and Eddie was just spreading the anti-folk love.

By this point in the day I’d been outdoors for about 7 hours straight, only ate one hot dog the entire day, and tried to stay hydrated. Luckily the entire day was pretty much overcast, so it wasn’t ungodly hot like all the other Siren Festivals I’ve been too. But there was one final act to go… the phenomenal Sissor Sisters on the Main Stage.

I couldn’t wait! Having already seen them shake their stuff at Bowery Ballroom earlier this year, I knew their act was going to turn this into the gayest Siren Festival ever! By the time I got to Main Stage She Wants Revenge had ended and the crew was setting up for the Sisters. MisShapes DJ Geordon grabbed me onstage to take a look at the ridiculous crowd–which stretched all the way to the subway! (below)

siren festival crowd before scissor sisters

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–and I snapped a shot of Geo eating cotton candy and DJ Sammy Jo doing his DJ thing:

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Right before the Scissor Sisters went on, they took some group photos…

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…and gave each other some hugs…

scissor sisters

before leaping onstage and rocking the crowd with their opening song (I think???) “Take Your Mama”…

scissor sisters

They played all “the hits” like “Laura”, “Mary”, “Tits on the Radio”, alongside some new songs off their upcoming album. Most notably, when they tried to close their set with “I Don’t Feel Like Dancing,” the sound plug got pulled on them not once (during which they kept time with drums and…maracas!!) but TWICE (causing Ana Matronic to fall on the floor and pretend to be dead). By their third try at a finale, they opted for “Filthy/ Gorgeous” which had the crowd shaking their butts and shimmying their shoulders like they were in a Chelsea nightclub, and ended with “Music Is the Victim.”

Somewhere along the lines, Jake Shears stripped off not only his glittery tank top but also his pants, so several thousand people got to see him prance around stage in his navy blue briefs.

scissor sisters

He did get bit with the modesty bug, and eventually grabbed a white towel to tie around his waist so for the last few songs everyone got a good idea of what it must look like when Jake Shears sings in his bathroom.

I think it was toward the very last song that Jake took the towel off again and was dancing when he started to play with his undies, as if he was going to take them off. I screamed in my head, “PLEASE, GOD NO! DO NOT TAKE THEM OFF!” because I feared all hell might break loose or someone’s head might have exploded due to the sheer amount of excitement that was pumping through the air.

The Scissors Sisters were the perfect band to round up this year’s fantastic festival. Their dedication to making their live show them most fun anyone could have is truly inspiring.

Seriously, it was the best Siren ever. See ya next year!

For more photos, check out my Flickr!

The Best Siren Festival Ever!

Hey everyone! So I’ve got a TON to say about this weekend’s Village Voice Siren Festival at Coney Island. It was AMAZING. I had one of the best times ever out of all the Siren Fests I’ve been to–and I’ve been to ALL of them.

I saw so many old friends–people who I see about once a year. I wish I had more time to talk to everyone. That’s the sad thing about Siren, you end up running around from stage to stage, waiting for beer/ Nathan’s hot dog, and/or bathroom that there’s no time to just rest and hang out and chat. There are seriously so many ppl I just said “hi” to and then lost–never to see them again during the fest. So if you are someone I had a brief encounter with this weekend, please drop me an email (the info is on the right-hand sidebar) and we can hang out!

I also got to meet a ton of new friends! So if you should also follow the instructions above.

Anyway, please watch this space for my full update. Hopefully up after tomorrow night.

In a nutshell, Art Brut and Scissor Sisters were the total highlights of the festival. Scissor Sisters were beyond awesome. They should play every year! By the encore(s) the joint was like a giant gay dance party. SO GREAT!

Also my friends The Misshapes were the official DJs of the day. So exciting, despite some *ahem* technical difficulties with equiptment. They did a great job anyway. Oh and how about The Cribs playing “Hey Scenester!”. Yessssss….

The absolute WORST moment of this year’s Siren? Me being stuck on that freaking Nathan’s line for an HOUR, missing almost all of Dirty on Purpose because I was only like 5 people from the front of the line. I ended up getting a hot dog, running over to the stage w/ dog in one hand and shooting photographs with the other–in the RAIN, mind you. Never again!!

Catch some pictures here and here.

Read more about the fest over at The Music Slut, Brooklyn Vegan

Motherf-cker: An Affair to Remember

This year’s pre-Fourth of July Motherfucker bash included a performance by one of my favorite contemporary Brit bands, The Futureheads.

I am tired, so I’ll update this space with some more interesting commentary later…

For now, photos:

the futureheads motherfucker nyc

barry hyde at mofo

I also got to watch Amanda Lepore and her crew film a segment for David Casey‘s upcoming film about Motherfucker (which wrapped tonight) in the “interview” room. I LOVE Swedish fish, which I ate the entire time.

motherfucker movie amanda lepore

For more photos, check out Flickr.