Fond as we are of looking at super old photos of hipstery looking young people, this new clip for "Vagabond" off last year's excellent The Rip Tide, is providing an extremely pleasant diversion this morning. It takes place at a WWII-era dance attended by lots of drunk, heavy-smoking soldiers and the drunk, heavy-smoking women they're chasing. The most enjoyable thing about it is trying to figure out what it is that makes these people look so distinctly modern, even despite the video's pronounced old-timey style. Is it totally weird if I say the women's bras aren't pointy enough?
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Here's slowed-down version of the song after the jump, so maybe one of you can give us better insight to the lyrics. In my muddled transcription (posted after the track) I still arrived at phrases like "asinine ass" and "plaid pass" before I gave up, so something tells me those might not be accurate. Also, is that a Bushwick shout out around 1:19? Represent.
The funny thing about that paragraph, of course, is that by writing it at all, I've implicated myself as something of a relic—the music critic equivalent of that embarrassing old relative who still says things like, "Well, I don't have anything against gay people." I go on record as not caring what artists do with their music because my stance on the matter is still complicated and gray enough that it feels like something worth clarifying. Yesterday, though, the internet reminded us once again that it truly is not.
Brighton Beach residents went through a similar headache last summer, when Oxygen's competitor Lifetime aired Russian Dolls, a reality show about Russian immigrants in that part of Brooklyn. "The Russian community look like idiots," one resident told the Times then. "Why don’t they show doctors, lawyers, the Russian intelligentsia?”
Oh, but wait, we're supposed to be getting this excited about new music? Made this year?? OK, OK, sure, but we're going to need some kind of exquisite half-step to lure our heads out of the late 70s sandpit...
Black Tambourine - "What's Your Game" (Ramones cover)
Perfect! Black Tambourine's promised Ramones EP is actually already in the can, despite my earlier assumptions. The first fruits of the welcome reunion is a take on Leave Home's "What's Your Game" with Pam singing and super-sweet backing vocals from Kristin Gundred ("Dee Dee" of Dum Dum Girls), Linda Smith, Rose Melberg (Tiger Trap, Softies), and Jenny Robbins (Honeymoon Diary). This is one of the gentler cuts from The Ramones' classic run, and despite a persistent high-grade squeal, it's rendered gentler still. Great stuff. Phew, Let's get a few more decades behind us now...
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To her credit, Frankie Rose is an excellent songwriter. The melodies on Interstellar are gorgeous and unexpected, and they’ve got a haunting, echoing quality that makes you feel like you’re overhearing someone cry her heart out in a cave. A really well-produced cave. It works. I found myself getting into it on the strength of those melodies. The mechanical emptiness of the non-acoustic instruments, the breathiness and air pressed into her vocals, it all invited me to fill the space with my own warm, listening self. I had to work a bit harder to get there, but when I did, I found myself completely immersed in a lovely, Frankie Rose-tinted world. Thing is, a live show shouldn’t make you regret liking something on headphones.
Aiming to convey that Wódka vodka is top-notch and cheap, the sign over the Bruckner Expressway in Hunts Point reads: “Escort Quality, Hooker Pricing.”
The analogy did not amuse members of the Bronx’s Community Board 2, who have been battling for a decade to revamp Hunts Points reputation as a place to pick up hookers.
"When I saw it I almost fell out of my seat,” said Rafael Salamanca Jr., district manager for CB 2. “That’s an inappropriate billboard given what the Hunts Point community has gone through in the past.”
What I think is offensive is that the Daily News still allows "hooker" to run in a story. I mean, I would expect it from the Post but c'mon. Anyway, the Wódka people are clearly assholes, and we should legalize all sex work so that people don't have to be out on the street at Hunts Point to make a living. But the real question is why is there a sheep in the ad, and why is he wearing a festive straw hat?
If a Tree Falls is notable for its portrayal of an activist movement that, like many, has documented itself extensively, for posterity, publicity and legal protection. Do you find that activists are generally eager to share their footage, or protective it? And what are the rewards and frustrations of sifting through such a volume of material?
It wasn’t easy to track down footage from the 90s—back then most people were shooting on Hi-8 or VHS, and a lot of it just got lost. People would tell us, “oh, I left all my tapes on the radiator a couple years ago”—things like that.
At the Brit Awards last night, Adele had her acceptance speech cut short by some weird little man who needed desperately to introduce a performance by 90s nostalgia act Blur, and she quite reasonably seemed surprised and annoyed, then said, with far greater composure than many of us would've been able to muster, "Can I just say, then, goodbye, and I'll see you next time around," before giving the finger to the show's producers somewhere off in the distance. But you guys, don't worry! She has come to her senses and apologized for her horrible crime against all that is decent in the world! (Be careful when you follow that link—there are photos of other celebrities giving the finger, and so the Huffington Post has deemed the page NSFW. Everything is sad and terrible and stupid and I want to go back to sleep.)
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You can buy a lot of stuff from the New York Transit Museum store, and a lot of it makes sense: old tokens, maps and posters, Christmas ornaments with the color and letter or number of your favorite subway line. But some of it is just weird.
Because rates of obesity, diabetes and heart disease in these areas were so disproportionately high, the NYC Department of Health and Mental Hygiene started an initiative in 2006 to get bodegas to start stocking healthier items. Only, change is a slow and painful process, and most bodegas still lack the basics. That's why, for our DIY feature, we called on Brooklyn personality Ella Nemcova, nutritional consultant, founder of vegan catering company The Regal Vegan, and maker of hit spread faux gras™, to show us how to make something reasonably healthy under these limitations.
What Nemcova came up with was nothing short of badass bodega gourmet: A bean, beet and plantain stew in coconut milk sauce, served with tortillas and an surprisingly fresh-tasting salad for stuff that came out of a can. You can watch Nemcova's tips for shopping and cooking healthy from a bodega and consult the recipe after the jump.
Still groggy from a three-day weekend, but steeling yourself to get wild on a Tuesday night anyway? Bon Mardi Gras, mes amis! But what to listen to during the process of getting blotto? I'm glad you asked...
The gold standard in Mardi Gras pop continues to be "Iko Iko," the vamped-up 1965 hit recorded in secret by super producers Leiber and Stoller as The Dixie Cups goofed around in the studio with drumsticks and ashtrays.
The Dixie Cups - "Iko Iko"
The impromptu nature of their hit-making left no time to anticipate a lawsuit from the song's original composer, James Crawford, who first set the traditional chants of Mardi Gras Indians to music. Crawford's "Jock-a-Mo" loses the charm contest though, and so has everyone else who's tried to top them since. Notable failures include The Grateful Dead, Cyndi Lauper, Glass Candy, Dave Matthews, and Justine Bateman and The Mystery. Which suggests that it most likely cannot be done. Performers looking for their own slice of Mardi Gras immortality are advised to move on, and have.
Paul Simon - "Take Me to the Mardi Gras"
(If this one doesn't just scream party to you, you probably need some new speakers...)
But rather than confining yourself to the old standards, or even sticking to tried and true search terms (there are some bad bad blues songs called "King Cake" in the world), you should ask yourself— "For what reason am I, a Brooklynite, actually celebrating Mardi Gras?" Only after pinpointing the root cause of your Tuesday night booze-up, can we subsequently select a proper anthem:
After all the Hitler jokes that have been made this season, it was only a matter of time before 2 Broke Girls went to South Williamsburg to deal with THE JEWS. Orthodox Jews, at that. Mercifully, there weren’t any jokes about bike lanes (maybe in season four?), but don’t worry, that doesn’t mean it wasn’t totally offensive and lazy anyway.
The superintendent of an apartment complex in Rye has a week to vacate after a tenant caught him on film sodomizing their pet dog. Kujtim Nicaj, who is a married father of two and is known as "Tim" to tenants, was arrested on February 9 for burglary and sexual misconduct.
Also, Gothamist shares this terrifying statistic:
It's tough to pinpoint how prevalent bestiality (or its kinder, consensual-based cousin zoophilia) are in society, but comparative studies of 100 students conducted in 1974 at the University of Northern Iowa found that 11% of college students engaged in sexual conduct with an animal.
Maybe we should give kids a fleshlight when they get sex ed, just so they don't fuck any animals.
First, the tracks we'll be deleting:
"Orange Juice Blues (Blues for Breakfast),” "Yazoo Street Scandal,” “Tears of Rage” (It’s great, but the Music from Big Pink version, sung by Manuel, is better), "Yea! Heavy and a Bottle of Bread,” "Ain't No More Cane,” "Crash on the Levee (Down in the Flood),” and "Ruben Remus.” See? That wasn't difficult at all, was it? Now, the worthy additions...
Where in Brooklyn did you live?
Gigi moved into her South Williamsburg apartment in March of 03 and I joined her in 06. It was an awesome place that we loved dearly. Gigi had moved in when the south side of Williamsburg was not as nice as it is now so it was really cool to see it grow and change. We also did a lot of work on the backyard, which started as a garbage pile and is now an awesome space with a green lawn and flowers everywhere. We left there this past June to move out here to Los Angeles, it was very sad to say goodbye to that apartment and neighborhood.
elvis costello perfomance link (the published one here is not working) http://videos.mediaite.com/video/Elvis-Costello-Radio-Radio-1977
I need a sweet baby
Here's another good drinking song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u1CULMYgUfc