Sticking to the Point

Listen...

I have been in a play music as much as possible mode.

I've also been in a I'm going to see as much live music as I can this year and it's not going to be a big venue or big ticket price mode; instigated by the ridiculous ticket price and shitty seat location of the Foo's, when they played Madison Square Garden.

The Raveonettes were the first of the concerts that I'm seeing in the next couple months. I'm proud that so far, I've held to the small venue, low ticket price. The one exception will be Radiohead if I can get tickets, which I'm not very hopeful about, feh.

I'm really looking forward to seeing Kate Nash, whose album makes me smile as I sing at the top of my lungs.

In May, M and I will see Los Camepsinos at the Bowery Ballroom. My favorite DJ on Sirius channel, Left of Center said the band is great live and since I can't stop dancing when I hear the single, I'm quite certain the band won't disappoint.

I'm definitely on a mission to see and hear as much music as I can, especially this summer. Join me?

With a new iPod and loads of memory, I'm ready to bust a move. Always on the lookout for new tunes, let me know your go-to favorites, what music excites you or even your old standards. I'm listening.

Rave-ON

I've lived in the NYC metropolitan area for 15 years and it's a little shocking to me, that I have never been to Maxwell's. As a Manhattanite, it's perfectly justifiable to not cross the river into Jersey when you've got terrific venues just a subway away.

Foolish girl! Maxwell's just might be my favorite East Coast venue, (although I have to wait and see The Bowery Ballroom) to be certain.

Small and intimate, there is no shitty spot at Maxwell's. The capacity is  around 300 people and watching a band in that environment feels like you've been invited to an amazing house party that everyone wants to be at.

Nicole and I had the great pleasure of meeting Rachel, her lovely husband two of their friends, the wonder twins (who really are wonderous), for the show.

We decided to meet for dinner in the restaurant part of Maxwell's so we could chat before the show, (which didn't seem like enough time), and once inside we all went to our respective spots. Rachel and her sweetie pushed to the front while claustro me stood on a little bench-thing which turned out to be brilliant, I could see everything.

The first band, Black Acid, had too much distortion and a singer that looked as though he would hurl any moment. Their short set took for-eva and finally, with much anticipation, it was time for the Raveonettes.

I was so impressed. Much better than I'd expected, the Raveonettes rocked the house with distortion of the best possible kind. Even the songs I wasn't familiar with were terrific - the sound is great and their stage presence was captivating.

(too bad I didn't get a photo with Rachel too.)

Shitty quality photos of the band but still.

   

Scenes from a pool

The emptied pool spread low and wide before us as we walked in through the archway. Crumbled, fading blue paint covers the ground, the center space broken by the occasional dark-holed octagons, shooting water back in the day.


An emptied pool is an excellent venue. Forty-eight inches deep on all four sides, the vast space doesn't feel like a pool. I wish I'd seen it when it was. Built-in seating along the perimeter, I imagine women sitting waist-deep in the water, their legs resting against the light blue sides, smoking and  gossiping, while their kiddies played nearby.

I notice a small patch of faded polka dots significant and forgotten,

a grid of jewels.

Later I notice more polka dots, graffiti bubbles splashed onto brick.

The concert was a good time. There was  a light, warm, breeze, the perfect evening for an outdoor show. Some music translates really well live, other music not so much. It wasn't the quality of the music or that the songs didn't sound right. And it wasn't the musicians or their abilities, they're all quite accomplished. I just expected something different.

Poetry Thursday: Name that tune

The prompt this week was music and Liz Elayne mentioned this song, playing in her head.  Immediately the song lyrics I've used for this week's prompt came to mind as I was trying to figure out WTF this thing is pictured below. Butterfly? Weird pre-historic creature? Can someone please tell me what this is, and can you guess the song?

1st photo is second day of being on my door and the 2nd photo is day 3.

(bits of) my creation -- is it real?

It's my creation  -- i do not know

No hesitation -- no heart of gold

Just flesh and blood -- i do not know

From my heart and from my head

Why don't people understand

My intentions.........