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04/07/15 4:07pm
04/07/2015 4:07 PM |
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Welcome back to another installment of the best music list known to man, rated #1 on a Buzzfeed List titled, “10 Absolutely Stunning Brooklyn Music Listicles That Will Change Your Life Forever.” Sorry, we know you’re dying to see the other local music run downs that made the list, but we couldn’t find the link for some reason. Shrugs. But fact is, you really only need one number one music list in your life, am I right? Thought so. Enjoy and trust in us.

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03/31/15 2:19pm
03/31/2015 2:19 PM |

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Welcome back to another installment of our esteemed show list. And this week we have as diverse a lineup as ever, we promise. While spring is tugging us, rudely I might add, between wintery blues and like just wanting to lurch forward with all of our pent up energy into the sunlight and never come back, our ears are responding in kind. At least me and this guy I know are craving the cathartic darkness of black metal and some pop-timism, and don’t fret– we’ve got those ends and every in-betweens for you right here. Open wide.

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03/25/15 12:59am
03/25/2015 12:59 AM |
All photos by Jane Bruce

At last count, there were too many artists in Brooklyn to be counted. So the counters gave up. (If a reliable figure were to exist, however, you could at least count on it being extraordinarily high, yet less than 2.6 million.) Among those (almost) incalculably many artists there are, without doubt, a great many very good ones. Many more than a great many, really. And by that we mean a great many more than just a handful. Nonetheless, this is the time of year when we select five Brooklyn artists on whom we have been keeping an eye, and on whom we recommend you do as well—if you don’t already, that is. (more…)

03/24/15 3:45pm
03/24/2015 3:45 PM |

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Kitties, we’ve got shows, shows, shows galore. SXSW is freaking OVER which means bands are headed our way once again. Thank heavens! Not that we don’t have a slew of local band babes we’re crushin’ on, always. This week in Brooklyn live music, we’ve got a heady mix of noise boys, anti-folk lasses, more garage than you can throw several bundles of sticks at (this is the age we live in, people), and singular forces of magnificent flesh who will blow your damn Gulliver clear off your spine. Glad to see the Brooklyn music scene is back to normal, now get back out there team.

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A Tornado of a Man

Kirin J Callinan, Donny Benet

Wednesday March 25th, 11:30 pm @ Baby’s All Right: hella free

Who is this guy? And why is this the first I’m hearing of him? I’ve been on an Australian music kick for a hot minute now but I’ve also been stuck in a punk vortex. However I’m thinking maybe it’s time I climb the frick out– this guy, Kirin J Callinan being the number one reason I should get my head out of my bum. He’s like Tom Waits without the cigarettes and booze. Or maybe I’m jumping to conclusions, maybe Kirin J Callinan’s voice hasn’t been graveled by time and vice just yet. For now Callinan’s a smooth baritone unadulterated by anything but pure feeling, and he’s got a hell of a lot of it. Legend has it his live performances are out of this world, so even more reason to catch him at the relatively bitsy venue, BB = OK. [Nicole Disser]

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Garage Licks

Wand, Babes, Scully

Saturday March 28th, 10:30 pm @ Baby’s All Right: $10 in advance/ $12 at the door

Go for mathy space jams from Wand, but go early for the openers. At first I was all like wow these guys (Babes) sound like Burger Records in a blender, then I realized I was listening to two songs at once , which clearly I should do more often. You can imagine I was prepared for disappointment. But I wasn’t, disappointed that is. This New Orleans garage band is sufficiently nasty to be interesting, as they should be– these are bayou boys we’re talking about here and they certainly do act like it. Photos from SXSW indicate these Babes are no strangers to getting buck naked (pronounced Neck-Ed in the South, right?) And unless they’ve slipped into a bucket of extra-strength wax they should be the same ol’ balls of hair promised to us by aforementioned photos.

I haven’t gotten a chance to see the ladies of Scully just yet, I’ll admit. But my hold out might be wearing thin– their tracks present a sound rife with too-cool-for-school Western vibes and boppy pop garage beats. If everyone lets loose this show should rule. [Nicole Disser]

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Whimsical Glockenspiel 

Little Cobweb, Pony Farm, Guts Club Thelma

Sunday March 23rd, 3 pm @ Palisades: $5

Pony Farm are galloping in the vein of weird punk. Words are croaked from a putrid voice box of mysterious origin (man, woman, or horse?) and some invisible hand brings up the rear with a freaking xylophone of all things or maybe I’m hearing wind chimes? A triangle? Oh wait, outside sources have confirmed it’s actually a glockenspiel (even better!).

Guts Club is the solo anti-folk, found video collage project of Lindsey Baker and her acoustic guitar. And it’s gutsy stuff indeed. Baker is raw as hell on her record, The Arm Wrestling Tournament, where we can hear her voice crackling and earnest. Little Cobweb aka Angel Carlucci is bedroom music, literally (she recorded her album Indelible Marks in her actual, real life bedroom) and figuratively (I would imagine this is the kind of stuff you’d find yourself stressin’ bullets over when you’re lying prone in bed after getting dumped or something). Should make for a perfect late afternoon show. [Nicole Disser]

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Leave the Acid at Home (This Time) 

Jerry Paper, Helado Negro, Trabajo, Macula Dog

Wednesday April 1st, 8 pm @ Silent Barn: $10 

A man trapped inside a MIDI universe (named Jerry Paper) swallowed an auto-tuner, an accordion, a Casio keyboard, and maybe a pan flute. The result is a demented trip through the World Wide Web 1.0 and if net art had a sound, this would be it. If that sounds mean, well call me insensitive but it certainly wasn’t meant to be. I love being creeped out by music and at once pleased, and Jerry Paper succeeds in this department 100 freaking percent.

Helado Negro (Roberto Lange) brings his particular brand of dreamy, dark dance pop to the mix. Trabajo are regulars about town, so  their fractal sound sheets are probably familiar to you by now. Always worth loaning an ear to. Macula Dog have perhaps a less familiar sound, though it’s nearly as psychotic and screws-loosed as Mr. Paper. But this crew encapsulates a Weird Science, ’80s Teen-Com sensibility that is sheer memory terrorism. [Nicole Disser]

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Surprises In Store For All You Fancy Music Minxes 

Friday March 27th, 8 pm @ Alphaville

Las Rosas have a familiar, but nonetheless welcome, lonesome desert rock sound. BOYTOY write bordering on twee, pop punk about love and cute stuff. I won’t say I wouldn’t listen to this on a very low volume on my headphones when in absolute solitude. Can’t let anyone see past this rough exterior I’ve worked years to hone, how else to hide my softest of hearts deep, deep below the surface?

And there’s a surprise involved guys! Don’t you love surprises? Threats is playing. Don’t know who threats is, you say? Well you shouldn’t, coz it’s the top-secret, brand-ass new project brought to you by members of post-punk band Drowners. BUT WHICH MEMBERS?! Dunno, go see and let me know pretty please. All in all, these bands are all good excuses to go check out Alphaville, a “dive bar” in Bushwick we/ I reviewed a while back that’s blossomed into a wee venue all it’s own. [Nicole Disser]

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Sinister Atmosphere

Wednesday March 25th, 8pm @ The Silent Barn: $8

603 Bushwick Ave $8 Event https://www.facebook.com/events/1593033454273967/

Copley Medal, Fire Death, Grasshopper, S.I.E., KHF, DJ Adrian Rew

I wish I could go to this show, but (un)fortunately I will find myself at City Center seeing Bjork for the first time. HOWEVER, I like to think that if Bjork was going to a show, other than her own, it would be this. Because of course, Bjork is attracted to dramatic soundscapes and the unexplored edges of music. This bill is full of talented noise veterans who have spent years experimenting in sound. There are no factory settings. Everything is the result of whittled down hours of research. Decoder Magazine really said it best, in their description of Grasshopper,“Trumpets + drone is probably the best combination ever. It’s like peanut butter and jelly, only more sinister.” Everyone playing this bill creates an all consuming atmosphere and they also make for a delicious sandwich. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

03/17/15 4:49pm
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Unless you’re some kind of masochist, I know no better place to spend St. Patrick’s Day than far from the crowds of heathens at a  local music show. There’s at least one red-headed shredder to check out so you can still feel like you’re doing something vaguely Irish, right? Just say yes. I already did my part today– I saw two rotund white dudes with equally white, flowing mustaches bedecked in green, shamelessly ogling teenaged lasses on the train. They suggested I smile, offered me a hug (which I respectfully declined) and then asked for directions to “the parade”– you better believe I sent them straight to Canarsie. But unless you did a similar service for society, I suggest you check out some local music makers tonight. You can see your drink maker pals any other night and let’s be real, now of all days will be their worst. And lo and behold there are plenty of other rad shows happening later this week if you’d rather stay inside and hide completely from all the dimwitted debauchery. Find our weekly picks below, please and thank you.

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03/11/15 7:00am
03/11/2015 7:00 AM |

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Probably it was when we first read The Bell Jar, at about age 13, that we realized one day we would grow up to be drinkers. It’s all thanks to Esther Greenwood, really, who described discovering, at long last, that vodka was her drink because “it didn’t taste like anything, but it went straight down into my stomach like a sword swallowers’ sword and made me feel powerful and godlike.” Powerful and godlike? Sign us up. That was many years ago, and while we wouldn’t necessarily say that vodka is our drink (that would be bourbon, thank you), we still like the way drinking makes us feel. And these are our favorite places in Brooklyn to get the feeling we love so much. (more…)

03/10/15 5:26pm
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Welcome back BBs, we sure did miss ya. As a Music Fan, we’re confident you’re either counting your personal piles of ill-gotten gains before heading off to SXSW or sneering at all the Coachella hat wearing condo dwellers who’re blowing tug boats full of cash to jam into sweaty shows. Just imagine them dripping in perspiration whilst wobbling on sneaker platforms or shifting uncomfortably in Docs desperately trying to catch a glimpse of cool. But hey, as the thinking goes, these people will be amongst the Music Professionals and are paying good money for perceived authenticity when they recount their trip down to “South By” (again) this year and lament that, wow it’s so much more commercial than it used to be. Or perhaps you’re a band heading south to play some shows at SXSW in which case, good luck– the only SXSW stories I’ve heard involve depraved benders and near death experiences. But if you’re lucky, you might get to shake it with Big Freedia and her crew in a Texaco parking lot while gobbling down Popeyes. True story, not me of course but this guy I know.

So unless you’re a band with dreams of riches and recognition lodged in your pupils (go girl!) or a human with actual riches, (in which case help a girl out) you’ll be staying right here at home amongst the slowly dying snow mounds. In that case, we highly recommend you get your show on before SXSW starts because things might get pretty deserted around here. But check back with us next week just to be sure, eh?
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Punk Night

Pox, Gowanus Mutant Kommandos, Pawns, Slav, Deli Girls

Saturday March 14th, 8 pm at Palisades: $8 at the door

A night of non-stop nasty at Palisades is just what the doctor ordered this week, and this show will definitely get you warmed up for annual punk fest New York’s Alright happening next month. A mystery band is headlining. The invite offers few clues as to who or what is behind this act, save for one titillating hint: “NYC punk ultra group.” No links, no nothing. But based on the rest of the lineup, we’re putting our bets on awesome. Also on the bill are Gowanus Mutant Kommandos, these guys truly put the “anus” in Gowanus with their organ fueled, ’70s nostalgia punk (i.e. sporting an actual mohawk). Their get-ups can make you feel like you’ve walked into a wax museum but when it comes down to it they rip, and that’s all that matters.

Once again Pawns (post-punk, Ian Curtis worshippers) are making an appearance. This band has been absolutely everywhere the past two weeks, and by everywhere I mean playing several places located within a few mile radius. Joining them is Slav–merciless, raw as hell hardcore. No gimmicks, not now and probably not ever. Check out their requisite fuck-the-police song, “Yes, officer.” Deli Girls are a relatively new project–two ladies still in demo mode, but they’ve already got a pretty twisted sound going for them. Brutal vocals with a dry as desert roar over stripped, industrial synth beats. [ND]

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Old Reliable

Mystery Lights, Cool Ghouls, Surfbort, Acid Dad

Wednesday March 11th, 8 pm at Union Pool: $10 at the door

True to name, members of Mystery Lights bring something mysteriously cinematic to their set: the intrigue of noir, the lonesome soul-searching of westerns, and the melodrama of pulp. It’s not groundbreaking garage psych to be sure, but it’s fun stuff loaded with good-time potential. Leave it to San Fran to deliver the dreamier, hazier side of garage repped this evening by Cool Ghouls. Surfbort bring transplant odes to adolescent suburban days of yore. Acid Dad opens, setting the tone for absolutely nothing to follow. Just playin’! They’ll probably just play more Ty Segall-inspired psych stuff. But hey, it’s cool– what’s not to love? [ND]

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Distant Crooners and Local Darlings

Krill, Frankie Cosmos, Cloud Becomes Your Hand, LVL Up

Saturday March 14th, 8 pm at Silence Barn: $8 at the door

Massachusetts band Krill is celebrating the release of their new album A Distant Fist Unclenching this weekend at Silent Barn. That title has got to be either a cliché Hunter S. Thompson reference or a metaphor for sex. For Krill’s sake, I’ll assume it’s the latter. Their heartfelt, exasperated indie rock is a clear indication that love and lust and not politics are at play here. A few local bands that seem to be everywhere right now will play sing-a-long: Frankie Cosmos (who performed in our humble office back in December), Cloud Becomes Your Hand (whimsical, burbly, starry-eyed psych pop), and LVL Up. [ND]

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No Two Alike

Sleepies, LODRO, Mexican Slang, Crosss, BBIGPIGG

Wednesday March 11th, 8pm at Shea Stadium: $8

Sleepies is probably the perfect name for a band as speedy as this– even if the references are inconsistent (punk? post-punk? grunge? indie? Dave Grohl? ugh) some things are always present, powerful drums, a runaway tempo. And better to have a sound that defies labels than one that can be easily pigeonholed.

LODRO isn’t just Lorde spelled incorrectly (thank your lucky stars people, not sure what the appeal of that is beyond watching a teenager make hilariously predictable teenage statements like not understanding the whole music criticism thing). Nay, this is some sooth swaying opium desert rock from… surprise! Brooklyn! Not that these tunes should be confined to just outside of Marfa or something, but closing your eyes and drifting away from the borough for a moment is strongly advised. Opening acts include visitors from our northern neighbors, Mexican Slang (dreamy lo-fi pop) and Crosss (fuzzy sludge garage), bands that couldn’t be more different, and finally local devilish, discordants BBIGPIGG. [ND]

 

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Ice May Melt, a Cold World Remains

Lust For Youth, SØREN at Nothing Changes

Wednesday March 11th, 10 pm at Home Sweet Home: $8 at the door

Hey it’s been a while since these guys have played New York following the release of their new album last June. If you missed this Swedish post-punk dance wave act, you most certainly missed out. They’ve got that New Order passion, the endearing side of the ’80s, rather than heart-of-darkness coldness, it’s a heartbroken, hungover, hungry sort of cold. This (and a show at Baby’s All Right on Saturday) is your last chance to make like the cool kids and go check this band out before they take off for SXSW, the West Coast, and Japan– all places that are definitely not Brooklyn or even New York and therefore don’t really exist. SØREN bring a more distant, dark electronic vibe to the show. You will be given to fits of vibration. Very Ascetic House, very much we like. And because this is the second anniversary of Nothing Changes, shit’s bound to get cray. What else are birthdays for? [ND]

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Oddly Correct

Show Me The Body, Hunnie Bunnies, KTB, Video Daughters, I Am Not A Sound

Saturday March 14, 9pm, 8 pm at Nola Darling:  $8

What a wild but oddly correct mixture of bands and sounds. Show Me The Body is a sludgy rock trio led by a guy rapping and playing a banjo. There is absolutely no theorem to explain why this works. Think along the lines of Rat King and the Beastie Boys. KTB is a most welcome collaboration from Guerilla Toss and Bugs and Rats. Together, they create a towering sound that creeps in all directions. The shrill vocals are the absolute creep icing on this delicious creep cake.

I heard that the Hunnie Bunnies existed years ago somewhere in subterranean Boston. A cacophonous mix of paint, yelling, fuzz, throbbing, and nudity. The duo reigned over Gay Gardens and the Whitehaus on the wildest nights wearing as much as nightgowns and as little as boxer briefs. Don’t let underwear fool you though, these are well constructed songs with danceable beats and a premeditated collection of sounds. They now live in Philly, but fortunately it’s not too far.

Video Daughters remind me of a Kansas Storm. It happens fast. Suddenly, you are surrounded in a blur of thrashing noise and psychedelia. It’s frantic and consuming, until the moment where it lifts and you are looking at something crystal clear. In this case, meticulously hypnotic rhythms and, if you listen closely, cleverly acerbic lyrics.

I Am Not A Sound is the young and ambitious Jake Saunders. Tell us more Jake. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

03/04/15 6:02pm
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Hi, it’s almost SXSW which means one of two things here in New York City– either slim pickins, or the bands who are playing locally right now are either sleepless wack jobs or simply way too cool for such frivolousness as SXSW. And hey, we agree with them. Why would we ever want to spend time in Austin? Sure, it’s warm and beautiful and currently we live in a grey hell wash but, like, Texas smells like Rick Perry, which is to say freaking awful. So if you were thinking about packing up and heading south, don’t.

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Creep in the Cellar

Suicide, The Vacant Lots, Pharmakon

Saturday March 7, 8:30pm at Webster Hall: $25

There are so many bands in the city that, honestly, don’t sound like they’re from the city. They sing about not wanting to grow up and I imagine them sitting around a well furnished living room in the suburbs (or more likely, a nice apartment somewhere off the L train). It’s so far from the sweaty bus rides, mountains of trash, and utter shit that you have to deal with living in New York City. Both Suicide and Pharmakon grew out of the city’s dark side: rotting away in cold lofts and dingy basements. It’s cathartic to hear Pharmakon let out a blood-curdling scream like you’ve wanted to do so many times on a crowded subway. And what’s more seedy than New York in 1970s– the setting that inspired Suicide to craft their eerie and fractured electronics. Obviously, Webster Hall isn’t quite CBGB’s, but you’re still gonna get the creeps. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

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Primal Electronics

Thursday March 5, 8pm at Palisades: $7

EULA Album Release w. No Bra, GULL, Martin Bisi, Algis Kizys, Bob Bert, Ian Campbell

Everyone remembers the first time they see Gull. For EULA’s Alyse Lamb, it was at the Ran Tea House. For me it was years ago at Death by Audio. He’s a multi-instrumentalist who stops people dead when they catch him playing drums, guitar, and singing simultaneously. It’s a combination of awe and a beautiful primal energy that’s mesmerizing. When I spoke to Gull, Nathaniel Rappole, years ago he told me about spending weeks playing on streets corners up and down the East Coast, the West Coast, and villages in Africa.

For the last decade, Susanne Oberbeck, aka No Bra, has been a gay icon in East London creating a unique brand of industrial pop and folk. Like her androgynous appearance, her music is wonderfully odd. She delivers extremely biting lyrics in a deadpan voice over very danceable upbeat arrangements.

Eula’s performance of their new album will tie the bill together nicely with theatrical force. Exhibiting their ability to go from calm to destructive, in a matter of seconds. They have a fluid dynamic and it goes without saying Alyse has a captivating (and sexy) stage presence. Often, they are accompanied with the incredible woodwind talents of Kate Mohanty. She can run the scales and improvise like nobody’s business. And of course, their high profile friend Martin Bisi will open the show with help from members of Swans, Sonic Youth, and Pop 1280. Who doesn’t want to know what’s kicking around in the head of Martin Bisi (who recorded Sonic Youth, Swans, John Zorn, Material, Bill Laswell, Helmet, Unsane, The Dresden Dolls, Cop Shoot Cop, White Zombie, Boredoms, etc, etc)? YAY. [Sarah Lutkenhaus]

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Ice Cold Pop

Pop. 1280, Pawns @ Nothing Changes

Wednesday March 4th, 10 pm at Home Sweet Home: $9

Unfortunately headliners HTRK from Ghostly International had to cancel last minute because apparently the vocalist lost her voice performing last night. Wah wah. Well lucky for you the show must go on. Never fear for it appears local post-punks Pawns have jumped on the bill joining Sacred Bones darlings, Pop. 1280. If driving to Roswell to scope out some UFOs and throw empty beer cans at aliens sounds like something you’d be into– this is the band for you. Is that David Yow on the mic? Not quite, but throw in some analog synths and a cyberpunk sensibility and you’re dead on dude! Goths love em! You will too!

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Have Olds Near? Take Em Here

Philip Glass, The Flaming Lips, Tenzin Choegyal, Patti Smith, Debbie Harry, Devonte Hynes, & more @ Tibetan US House Benefit

Thursday March 5th, 7:30 pm at Carnegie Hall: $35-$200

This annual benefit concert might have the feel of some exhaustive foreign variety show where fat ladies literally sing for like 50 straight hours, and it’s definitely happening at Carnegie Hall which means if you so much as sneeze you’ll find yourself locked in their gilded dungeon guarded by teething Suzuki violin students armed with daggers and polo clubs. So don’t do that, don’t sneeze. And definitely don’t bring your scumbag friends. Bring like your aunt or something and forget FOMO for the night because this will be a quality star studded affair fit only for music lovers and one that (hopefully) brings great fortune to the Dalai Lama’s cultural center.

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Listening To Soft Music To Take Soft Drugs To

Modern Rivals, Twin Wave, Walking Tree

Le Poisson Rouge: $10

Remember what summer feels like? Me neither. It’s almost as if it never existed, am I right? The only signs that such a thing exists anywhere else in the world right now are Instagram and bands like the ones found on this lineup. Beachy. Ass. Vibes. Take Modern Rivals– these dudes are totally influenced by all things beach: dune buggies, corn dogs, ice cold Cokes, the Beach Boys, power boats, piña coladas, boat shoes, dock boys, swim trunks, and Beach House. It’s all there. Just listen closely and believe in the power of the solstice. Twin Wave brings more heat wave jams: smooth sailing psych-pop and sticky teeth vibes. Go if you hate winter.

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Teen Dream 

Trash Talk, Ratking, Lee Bannon, Show Me The Body

Wednesday March 4th, 9 pm at Webster Hall: $15

Hey Hungry Foodies we’ve go a killer combo for ya right here we’ve got here. New School NYC rappers just a hair over high school, West Coast space-goth trap, and… sludge metal? All happening at Webster Hall of all places. This show can’t not be rad for the ADD, slice eating club kid in ya.

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So Hot Right Now

THEESatisfaction, MoRuf Record Release Party

Friday March 6th, 7 pm at Santos Party: $13 advance/ $15 door

Check out this record release party at Santos Party House for THEESatisfaction‘s latest Earthee out on Sub Pop. You might remember this hip experimental R&B duo from their collaboration with Shabazz Palaces. Their meandering, soulful songs are anything but structured so be prepared for some surprises. And we’ve heard these kids know how to throw a party, so come prepared to get down. Speaking of soulful, joining them is MoRuf whose super chill, well crafted hip-hop songs recall A Tribe Called Quest and summer time stoop hangs.

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Night of the Barbarians

Couch Slut, No Way, Bardus, Grizzlor

Friday March 6th, 8 pm at the Acheron: $10

The ladies of Couch Slut can seriously rip out some filthy nasty tunes. Though it’s annoying they’ve gotten so much attention for having a cartoon penis ready for a sex act on the cover of their album. Frankly, we’ve seen much, much worse and their music warrants more attention than the possibility that they are “naughty” women. Last we checked, fellatio was not all that subversive. But you know what is? Unapologetic rage vocals and the fact that we’re seeing more and more women in metal and punk and noise and rock and all of it. So let them have their fellatio cartoon, OK? Joining them is Grizzlor, a snotty thrash rock band from New Haven who, frankly, Couch Slut could rip into a million pieces.

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Hope These Guys Are Still Marxists

Gang of Four, Public Access TV

Saturday March 7th, 7 pm at Irving Plaza: $25

Yes we know the dudes from Gang of Four are old as fug, but they’re still the coolest Marxist post-punk band ever. So what do you they sound like now? Well, you’re not allowed to be surprised that their new shtick bears little resemblance to their classic albums from the early ’80s, but you are allowed to be hurt. Whoever produced this new album should literally be drawn and quartered. I will personally captain one of the pulling horses. Just PM me. But seriously whatever these dudes are still legends. Just hope and pray your little heart out they play all of Entertainment! So what if it’s been almost 40 years?!

Dunno if Alison Mossheart from the Kills will show– she’s on a few of the tracks. But that might be #cute gesture. Joining the Gang are the garage-pop monster children of Public Access TV. They legit have a photographer following them around right now with strict orders to only take photos of them from angles that make them look like the Ramones or something. So please report back and let me know if they actually look like Ramones IRL, otherwise send that photographer along to me.

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We figured we’d take a cue from the calendar and welcome March with a roar of our own. May we present for your taste-making, summer-loving pleasure: our first major Northside announcement! Shake the snow off of those boots and dream of bands, films and innovators you need to know. From June 8-14, join the festival that transforms Brooklyn’s backyard into an incubator of what’s next for Northside’s seventh and best — we’re going ahead and calling it — year yet.

With over 400 bands taking the stage, when the festival’s four days of music come to a close you’ll have seen enough shows to get you through to fall. As in the past, we’ll be joining up with curatorial partners on showcases at over 30 venues around North Brooklyn, including the 6000-cap outdoor space at 50 Kent Avenue and free shows down the block at McCarren Park. Joined by an army of local talent, a sample of this year’s lineup includes Run the Jewels, Neko Case, Built to Spill, Best Coast, Against Me!, Vince Staples, Rhye, Majical Cloudz and So. Many. More. The first batch of single-show tickets will go on sale this Friday at noon.

Not to be outdone, the Innovation conference has expanded its offerings this year. We’re talking two days of original programming, all the networking events and parties you need to get your next project off the ground, pitch competitions, and the return of the free start-up Expo to McCarren Park. This year’s speakers are leading the pack in everything from online dating to capital trading. Armed with an Innovation badge, catch panelists like Alex Blumberg (founder of Gimlet Media), Lesley Eccles (founder of FanDuel), Paul Budnitz (founder of Ello), Or Arbel (founder of Yo), Guy Vidra (CEO of The New Republic), Brad Katsuyama (founder of IEX), Alison Schwartz (founder of LuLu), Maxwell Ryan (founder of Apartment Therapy) and over 150 more.

Northside’s film competition returns to bring you the cutting-edge programming you’ve come to expect. Concentrating on emerging filmmakers, many of whom call Brooklyn home, this year’s renowned group of jurors includes award-winning documentarian Crystal Moselle (The Wolfpack) and Todd Bieber, creative director of UCB Comedy. We’ll announce our full lineup of films after the March 25 submission deadline, so keep those cameras rolling and be a part of Brooklyn’s premier showcase for independent talent.

A limited number of Early Bird Badges are now available. Early Bird Music Badges ($70) include access to all 400+ bands (subject to venue capacity), Early Bird Innovation Badges ($245) to all 150+ speakers, and Early Bird Film Badges ($30) to all 50+ films. Premium badges ($275) include access to the entire festival. Badge-holders also gain access to exclusive festival events, parties and networking opportunities.

TICKETS TO 50 KENT AVENUE ON SALE FRIDAY @ NOON!

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Like most of my great ideas, this one began in the shower. Rather, it’s not really that it was an idea I had in the shower, so much as it was an idea that I had applied to my shower, and would now be applying to the rest of my life. Basically, I wanted to live with less. I know, I know—living minimally is all the rage right now; there isn’t a person in New York who doesn’t have either an opinion of or an experience with Marie Kondo’s decluttering bible, The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, which recommends that we all give up those things in our homes that “do not spark joy.” And really, what New Yorker doesn’t welcome, if not already obsess over, the concept of paring down to the essentials? For most of us here, space is at a premium, and the simplest way to access more of it (other than having one of those dreams in which you discover that your apartment has a whole extra room—or even wing!—which you’d never noticed before; I love those dreams) is by getting rid of as much stuff as you can bear to part with—just like that, your storage needs will be solved! (more…)