Petra Haden, what are you on? Why is this mindbendingly brilliant? That voodoo you do, keep doing it.

(Purchase her acapella masterpiece Petra Haden Sings: The Who Sell Out here.)

yeah yeah, i done gone and did it — ive redesigned the site. can anyone help me out with a weirdo php function that makes the far right column slide under the other when the screen size is too small? i dont want that to happen.

anyway, i am still mourning the loss of my beloved yacht rock, consoling myself by rewatching every episode a jillion times and reading the channel 101 board. looks like a fellow 101er made a michael mcdonald mockumentary.

if there is one sound i truly, truly, truly hate, its the sound of michael mcdonald’s voice. for real. but whenever i watch yacht rock, its the funniest thing alive, which just goes to show you how fake can be better than the real thing. “remichaeling” — brilliant!

» keep your eyes on yachtrock.com, btw.

» also in the 101averse — they’re doing a pilot for VH1. so exciting!

i dont have an original bone in my body. i was going to write about how austin, tx’s *finally punk* was new radio riot grrrl but then j-shep beat me, unknowingly, to the punch on the p-fork.

finally punk’s self-titled 7″ ep [12 songs for six bucks -- whatta deal! apparently im the first person to buy one -- so so special] relives that critical, brilliant moment of the millenial post-punk revival — you know, right before it became all about sucky disco cymbal rides permeating every inch of music, the quasi-high school popularity contests and other unsavory things [read: drugs] that essentially ruined a pretty great idea. remember that moment when you vaguely heard about some band called erase errata/liars/etc/etc/etc/etc and YSI/slsk was unheard of? [shit, we barely had ipods then!] anyway, six years have whizzed past us since then but im already feeling the nostalgia — i was finally old enough to go see shows in bars, finally old enough to get fucked up, finally old enough to be punk [if i wanted to, though i never was].

finally punk raged against the dying of the light in a typically dank west philly basement and for a brief moment, i got to feel young[er] all over again. this crop of nü-riot grrrl might claim ari up/slits as their lingua franca but its the jagged glory of kleenex/liliput and delta 5’s democracy that make finally punk fly right. its all there — from the “heidi’s head”-esque romp of “henri”, the police-siren calls of “penguin”, right down to switching instruments for every song. finally punk saved their milk money for a copy of _wanna buy a bridge?_ and smashed it to pieces; now they’re hurling those shards at every asshole who keeps their copy hermetically sealed.

its on “missile” that they go from being an awesome band i caught in a basement show to totally genius: “WHAT THE FUCK, MISSILE, WHAT THE FUCK?!” its dialogue perfectly plucked from some sort of twentysomething drama and trash-compacted with political meaning. finally punk might be entrenched in the world of lousy housemates and potlucks, but they sound wise beyond their years.

ps: check out their nirvana cover on the myspace page!

» big props to mairead on her cons live piece.

» things i have been thinking about, which i may or may not write more on later: ridiculous amount of drugs in rock music, knowing when to say when without sounding like some militant straightedger; memory and the films _blade runner_, _the brother from another planet_ and _men in black_.

» because of the world cup, everywhere on this godforsaken planet they served beverages out of plastic cups yesterday — everywhere except bay ridge, that is. my father got a bottle to his head [the result of an overenthusiastic friend] and had to have six stitches. does that top the headbutting incident at today’s game, no, but it totally comes close. what the fuck, bay ridge, what the fuck?

» lastly, dear world, im totally sorry for being a jerk of the highest order over the past few days. its not you, its me.

OMG DID U KNO TEH SPINTO BAND HAS A TOUR DIARY?! RAED IT

I’m kinda bummed I didn’t tape this show — I rather liked it. What I didn’t like was the headphones, acting all wonky. I’m one of those people who need to hear themselves in their headphones/monitors _very_ well, otherwise I’m just thrown off.

the feelies - white light/white heat - s/t 12″

john cale - macbeth - paris 1919
oakley hall - mumbles - second guessing
the swims - we need… lava - ride of the bluberry winter - N
gal costa - tuareg - tropicalia - N
a sunny day in glasgow - the best summer ever - the sunniest day ever EP - N
the meat puppets - in a car - 7″

the evens - around the corner - s/t
Samara Lubelski - sister silver - Spectacular of Passages - N
six finger satellite - hans pocketwatch - machine cuisine
jamaican girls - somebody new - 12″
city beat - late at the office - 7″
die kreuzen - rumors - s/t

part chimp - exladyboy - chart pimp
husker du - real world - metal circus
im being good - real hate really is really real - hate sturdy buildings 7″
the neighborhoods - no place like home - 12 classic 45s - N
flin flon - trafalgar - dixie - N
lush - outdoor miner - for love EP
the individuals - cant get started - fields

lilys - scott free - everything wrong is imaginary - N
b mulvey - paper wasps - cascades - N
unicorns - tuff ghost - who will cut our hair when we’re gone? - R
the kiss offs - bottle blonde - bottle blonde 7″
tommy keene - places that are gone - places that are gone EP
animal collective - fickle cycle - grass ep - N - R
The Juan Maclean - less than human - der half-machine 10″

the jesus & mary chain - cut dead - psychocandy
the pacific ocean - story before me - less than the needle, more than the shotgun
cannanes - frightening thing - frightening thing 7″
game theory - because you can - lolita nation
the perfectionists - composition b with blue - beyond neutrality
mise en abysme - the magicians - jesquibel - N
thin yoghurts - girl on the bus - Messthetucs Greatest Hits - N
ween - never squeal - god ween satan: the oneness - R
fred lane & his hittite hot shots - white woman - car radio jerome

canned heat - rollin and tumblin - s/t
danielson - Cast It At the Setting Sail - ships - N
palomar - stay out late - 3.5
the coachmen - girls are short - failure to thrive
tom verlaine - the earth is in the sky - songs and other things - N
idaho - live today again - the lone gunman - N

spoon - the two sides of monsieur valentine - gimme fiction
the slumber party - soldier - psychedelicate
Jennifer O’Connor - sister - s/t

lichens - you are excrement - the psychic nature of being - N

» seriously, WTF people — how did you actually enjoy friday’s boredoms show? they used to be a force of nature, now they’re a hippy drum circle with rave keyboards. toby saw the light too, one of the few people in the audience who didn’t have the proverbial wool pulled over their eyes. i hate being the douche who says this, but man, am i glad i didn’t pay to see that show.

» another plain parade show saturday night, the usual goodness. you folks need to come out to these things. for realz. there was a water main break on north 3rd street that i wound up having to ride my bike through, like i was a cowgirl in a western. bad news bats canceled due to “illness”. still, pagoda and the bottom lip totally kicked ass and took names. im surprised it hasn’t dawned on me before how make up-esque the bottom lip are. the singer is amusing. i forsee good things happening for both bands.

» the forthcoming lily allen record ist teh raedness, a day-glo hybrid between lizzy mercier descloux and MIA. [also looking forward to checking out the soon-to-be-released 'lost' LMD rec!] the hype on this thing is downright loathsome already, but whoa is this record totally F-U-N. what i want to know is: what is up with the spate of high school dropouts in music? OK, i guess lily and that girl from be your own pet doesnt constitute a spate per se, but its kind of a downer/weird and creepy, considering these kids come from wealthy families — you’d think their parents could afford a way to get them the education they need.

» spent what little free time working on a writing assignment. fret not, you’ll see the fruits of my labor here shortly. its really nice being able to write longer things — not that quick, blurby things are a drag, but those formats function differently. sometimes i just need a break from my usual punditry, yknow?

» more awesomeness: the new oxford collapse record. honestly the best thing they’ve ever done. you’ll love it. i swear.

» one of the things i hate about booking shows is that somehow suddenly, having an opinion is impossible — if i say something, its mistaken as being representative of plain parade. when people write me, i dont make the assumpting that they speak for a company. sometimes i wonder if i need one of those long disclaimers at on posts in legalese, a la corporate emails. in lieu of such a thing, let me say this: if i have an opinion that speaks for plain parade, ill tell you first. deal? rest assured, what i write here is all me, me, me. sorry to sound all vague and grouchy, i just feel like sometimes, this needs to be said.

» i love it when cats nuzzle up against laptops. so damn cute! temporary pets are good times, yo.

» a short list of tv shows im loving lately: venture bros, its always sunny in philadelphia, kathy griffin: my life on the d list

it feels like a decade has passed since i did this show, thanks to flood evacuations and all the other eight billion things that unexpectedly popped up over the last few days. so now i dont recall much of what happened during the show, save for a couple things. for example, my clumsiness with the board. it was like i was djing with boxing gloves on, i kept on pressing the wrong buttons. you’d think after all these years…

anyway, seems like a good set. right?

6/28/06

sleater kinney - leave you behind - all hands on the bad one
sleater kinney - one more hour - dig me out
sleater kinney - lets call it love - the woods
electrelane - birds - the power out
the muffs - big mouth - 7″
billy preston - youre so unique - everybody likes some kind of music

nouvelle vague - making plans for nigel - s/t
pony pants - factory - til death do us party - N
the shivvers - please stand by - lost hits - N
randy ludacer & the green scene - hot water - 7″
be your own pet - fill my pills - s/t - N - R
oneida - steel rod - steel rod ep
gentle giant - just the same - free hand

breeders - do you love me now? - last splash - R
swirlies - upstairs - park the car 7″
adam arcuragi - 1981 - s/t - N
X - i must not think bad thoughts - more fun in the new world
fear - lets have a war - repo man OST
thomas jefferson slave apartments - holy moly - hey you lookin for treble?
treyops treyfid - before color code - 7″
wire - three girl rhumba - pink flag - N

sick bees - saint helens - my pleasure
edith frost - emergency - its a game
giant sand - astonished in memphis - chore of enchantment
howlin wolf - smokestack lightning - pop origin
the sherwoods - (broken hearts are) cheaper by the dozen - philly soul girls - N

unrest - so you wanna be a rock and roll star - 7
eleventh dream day - for a king - eighth
tussle - here it comes - kling klang
eagle and talon - kidnapped in the yukon - s/t - N
nelories - trampolene - banana 7″
pushtwangers - i will make you run - s/t
the operators - the light - the light and the dark - N
olivia tremor control - love athena - singles & beyond
martha & the vandellas - nowhere to run - greatest hits

silver jews - i remember me - bright flight
olla - septic hangfish - 7″
pleasure seekers - what a way to die - what a way to die

magik markers - didion waltz - a pageyric to the things… - N