Category Archives: Nightlife

St. Vincent @ Webster Hall Videos

Hi Loves,

I finally got a chance to upload these videos.  The quality isn’t perfect since I’m still learning how to use the new camera.  A bit of the time, I actually accidentally covered the mic. Doh! I’ll be better next time. Anyway, enjoy!


I have a couple of others I may share on request.  They were a bit shaky since everyone around me was dancing and swaying pretty energetically!  Let me know if you’d like me to post them.

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St Vincent- Annie, You’re a Star

Calling all hippies, indie folk, and lovers of the melodic and insane! The St Vincent concert is one of the best shows I’ve seen thus far.  If you ever get the opportunity to go see Annie Clark perform live, do it! You won’t regret it.  She use to tour with Polyphonic Spree and Sufjan Stevens, the two bands that book ended my college years.  St Vincent own sound is much more manic, though angelic at the same time. Strange Mercy is her third and best album following Marry Me, and Actor.

Webster Hall is as grungy as I remember it, with paint peeling off the wall and god knows what staining the floor;  I am sort of glad it’s crazy dark . The show is sold out so everyone is packed in like cattle, and despite getting there early, we still barely have room to walk.  Ange and I push to the center of the stage and witness the longest sound check in the world. When she finally comes on the stage, people (myself included) are swooning and going nutso like she’s the goshdarn Pope.  Sister’s got fans, and a lot of them are guys.  They claim it’s not because she’s hot (though she is), but because she can shred (and she most certainly can).

“Holy Sh*t!” becomes my choice phrase for the night.  Annie is slamming her guitar so hard, I’m half expecting it to start bleeding. She kills all my favorites with include “Strange Mercy”, “Cruel”, and “Northern Lights” (listen here). Her voice sounds out as clear as spring water and her lyrics pierce my soul: “I’ll be with you lost boys/Sneaking out where the shivers won’t find you.”  The whole night is magical and I can stand how cute her clothes are. Before I know it, she plays her last song and during the crescendo, she “oh.my.god.what.is.she.doing” stage dives right in front of us.  My friend Ange is holding up her ass or something and I am just thinking, WTF! I must say she is a brave, brave girl to jump into a crowd of people who want her so badly.  She’s so beautiful, talented, and funny; it makes me want to either A) lick her face or B) crawl into a hole and die. Sigh, I love her. Some video footage to follow tonight so stay tuned, my loves!

The photos above are mine shot with my Leica D-Lux 5, but check out MJ reader Yi-Chin Ling’s Flickr for some really amazing shots from last night’s show.  Thanks for sharing!

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Sleepless Hallow- 3 Nights of Halloween

Just like every kid, I have a lot of fond memories of Halloween growing up.  I remember making the perfect witch’s costume, trick-or-treating around the neighborhoods, and eating so much candy I can’t see straight– the standard Halloween fare. Then once I was a junior in high school, all my friends decided that maybe we were too old to trick-or-treat. That’s when I died inside. From then on, my Halloween’s were spent at home giving away candy to cute little kids dressed up like cowboys and princesses and volunteering at the local haunted houses.

Then I moved to New York and found out that adults have even more fun on Halloween.

Guess what Ricky and I went as this year?  Yep! Sesame Street’s beloved Bert and Ernie.  To be honest, the weather was really getting me down all day, a literal damper on my mood, and I almost considered flaking on my friend’s party. We eventually made it out to Brooklyn and boy was I glad we did. We boozed, danced, and made enough hilarious memories to last me a lifetime. These pictures from the Sinners Sanctum party are courtesy of my friend Helen.  Please forgive my lazy self.  I bought a camera and I still don’t use it.

On actual Halloween day,  I usually go see the Halloween parade in the West Village.  Every year, it sounds like a good idea and every year, I end up getting pissed at how crowded it is or how I can’t see anything because I am shorter than a piece of gum on the floor.  So, this time, my friend Ange and I went to a masquerade ball at The Capitale instead, where we drank and danced ourselves into a stupor… again.  The costumes were incredible! It made me mad that I abandoned my Ernie costume for some homemade superhero outfit.  My super power:  potent farts… they call me gas chamber. Just kidding, not really.  I was expecting a lot of sluts and hos, but there were a surprising number of people dressed as really, I dunno, awesome shit! Forgive the inarticulateness.


The one bad thing I will say about this party though, they really try to gouge every cent from you.  Cover price: $20. Coat check: $5 per item. Vodka red bull: $12. Group dancing to Thriller for the 3rd time in the past hour: priceless.   It was my first time attending one of these giant Halloween events in the city and I really would do it all over again.

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St. Vincent @ Webster Hall

I am going to see the sultry St. Vincent at Webster Hall on Nov. 3 at 7:00pm with the Ange! She has a very Flo + Machine sound but much more ethereal and electronic.  I don’t know if there’s any one else who can make me both want to dance, but also fall asleep under the stars at the same time. Tickets are no longer available on ticketmaster.com so you might have to stubhub them if you want to go.  It should be a really fantastic show so you should try to make it out!

Even if you can’t make it, try to listen to some of my favorites:
Northern Lights- St Vincent
Save Me from What I Want – St Vincent
Black Rainbow- St Vincent

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Rovnik at the Bitter End Oct. 22

Ricky’s band Rovnik is playing at the Bitter End this Saturday, Oct 22 at 9:30pm.  So if you like great, soulful alternative rock and cheap booze, come join me at The Bitter End at 8ish and we can hang! I’ll be excited to don my brand new Rovnik shirt courtesy of the drummer himself! If you’re lucky, I’ll introduce you to the band. Haha. The venue is a laid back bar with a very college town feel so even if you want to just stop by for a few minutes, you can. No commitment. If you can’t make it, you can still check out songs, photos, and upcoming shows on www.musicbyrovnik.com.

See you guys there!

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The Creators Project NYC

The Creator’s Project was so much fun, that it was hard to believe that it was really free. Even after my RSVP was approved, I still half expect to be charged some randar fee at the entrance. DUMBO was the perfect venue for such a unique event and it was such a beautiful night too! I wanted to post a little video from the Creator’s Project this past weekend. I don’t own the video.  It was actually taken by my co-worker’s friend’s friend.  I am still waiting for my sister to send me our pictures.  As soon as she send them, I will post.. no worries!

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Periphery Pictures and Vlog

I finally had the chance to upload some videos and photos from the Periphery concert last week and my oh my are they poorly shot.  I’m sorry in advance for the blurriness!

The crowd grows restless as Periphery sets up.

Some video highlights.  Note Texture’s lush hair and the gentle moshing audience. 😉

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Periphery- Frak the Gods Tour

I don’t know how I managed to get suckered into it, but I attended a Metal concert last night at The Gramercy theater. How was it?  Well let’s just say that if you like music that makes you feel like you just drank 5 red bulls and getting second hand high on cheap pot, I just found your happy place. It was basically what I expected maybe with less spiked dog collar and a little more un-showered hipster. After work, Ricky and I made our way to the famously grungy venue where I was surprised to see a) how clean the bathrooms were and b) the number of underage/shorter-than-me/seemingly normal teenage boys from the burbs. These kids were wonderfully pleasant to talk to and I began to feel idiotic for assuming they were a bunch of angry misfits. One boy even offered to body block me from the anticipated moshing as another reached over the bar for his Shirley Temple. What is this? Where was I?

As soon as I feel safe enough to whip out a fruit roll up from my Strand Tote, The Human Abstract begins to play. Cue the insane moshing.  A grand-canyon hole suddenly appears in the middle of the floor to make way for a young Seth Rogan and some kids who who probably weighed as much as I did (when I was 10) to thrash about until their arms start looking like skinny little blurs. Ricky gives me his ear plugs which I very graciously and desperately accept. I spend most of the first set mesmerized by a female mosher who undoubtedly lacked the capacity to feel pain. However, when she falls, the moshers around all stop to help her up and ask her if she’s okay. These guys are constantly throwing me for a loop! I start to feel like maybe Ricky was right when he said this music wasn’t angry, just energetic. You really can feel the intensity in the crowd.  Feel it, see it, hear it, smell it… For those who are wondering what intensity smells like, it smells a lot like B.O.

The Human Abstract finishes and the next band starts to set up.  This band Textures is visiting all the way from the Netherlands and soon after the first song, I decide they are my favorite of the night. Even someone like me, whose iTunes consists of the mellow melancholia of Sufjan Stevens and Death Cab for Cutie, can appreciate how gifted these guys were in their technical ability as well as their sheer star and performance power.  I don’t know when or how it happened, but I start shaking and moving with the best of them! It was quite a sight to see when everyone is simultaneously, dare I say it, head bangin’. Most of the lyrics are incomprehensible  viking grunts, but these guys sure made it a thrill to watch. Half of me is mesmerized by their tenacious energy, while the other half of me couldn’t stop staring at their beautiful mermaid hair.  So lithe. So voluminous. How I envy them. In conclusion, this band rocked my American socks off, which proves that matching camo cargo shorts + Pantene commercial + rhythmic screaming = one helluva show. Blurry pics and terrible videography to come.

The Contortionists played next and, to be honest, all I remember is a lot of cursing from the lead singer. Oh, I also remember that he did a stage dive and lost his mic a couple of times.  Weirdly enough, I actually dozed off a couple of times during this performance.  No offense to the band in any way.  I was just really tired by this point. 10:00 is usually my bed time. Sorry! Finally Periphery comes on and Ricky goes off into the crowd.  I stay sitting away from the moshers with all our coats.  Don’t feel bad for me, I prefer it this way.  The show was really spectacular, but I think I was too tired at this point to appreciate it.  Plus, the venue was just starting to stink which is given due to the 4 hours of 500 or so teenage boys doing martial arts dancing. In the end, I was really glad I went and it was so nice to see Ricky enjoying himself so much. I’ve learned (because everything has to come with a life lesson) that just because you don’t like something doesn’t mean you should close yourself off to that experience.  You never know what you could be missing.

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