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The barometer #3

Apr 23, 06

    "take a step outside yourself/and turn around/take a look at who you are/it's pretty scary/so silly/revolting/you're not much/you can't do anything".

that's the first verse from nirvana's "turnaround" from incesticide.   and it’s the basis of this edition of "the barometer".

i admit, i am addicted to the "live fast, die young" theory of fame and rock and roll.  what you have to understand is that this isn't necessariy a big deal.  we're all sort of addicted to it.  we love to see our heroes eventually fail.  exhibit a is michael jackson.  seriously.  is there anyone in the world who doesn't say that thriller is in the top 5 all-time of recorded music?  i'd say it's more popular than any national anthem.  maybe even "take me out to the ball game".  give or take.  but did anyone flinch for a fucking second when he was accused of molesting the boy in the early 90's, or, worse yet, in 2004?  i don't think so.  but mr. shiny-glove is not the sole exhibit in our fascination.

for me, we need not look further than james dean.  first of all, let's all remember that the "rebel" died at 24.  let's just take a second to think about that.--------------------okay...back to the point.  what's interesting about dean is this.  if you know only one thing about him, you probably know him as jim stark from “rebel without a cause”.  and only as jim stark.  for me, i'll always know this:  james dean made 3 movies in a little over a year, and then he died.  and we're still fascinated with him, whether by his image or simply because he stood for something.  that “something”, for the pre-boomers, was freedom.  for everyone afterwards, it was reckless abandon.  the theme of the barometer #3 is that: reckless abandon.  few people know that exactly one month before he died in a car accident, he recorded a public service announcement about the dangers of driving and to "always wear your safety belts, kids".

in the late 1960s, there was no one in america that didn't know about jim morrison, jimi hendrix or janis joplin.  these three were responsible (along with about a hundred other psychedelia-inspired rock acts) for taking the pomp of the rolling stones and the melody of the beatles and putting them all in a mixture...with a little help from things that are officially qualified as "illicit materials".  hendrix recorded only 3 records before succumbing to a drug overdose.  joplin only got to see 1 fully released before she took too much.  and the ill-fated lizard king saw 7 albums before he "died" of a heart attack in the city of lights.  all three of them were 27 years old.  coincidence?  that's always up for review, but my vote goes into the "no" column.

the list goes on and on.  keith moon from the who "auto destructed" after years upon years of drug, alcohol and hotel-room abuse.  sid vicious (nee, john simon ritchie) was known less for actually playing bass guitar in the sex pistols and known more for allegedly stabbing his heroin-addicted girlfriend nancy spungen in the chelsea hotel.  he himself died weeks later, before the trial.  elliott smith supposedly stabbed himself, twice, at 34.  after he died, his record from a basement on a hill hit 80 spots higher on the billboard charts than any of his other recordings.  darby crash dies at 22 and isn't remembered by many at all.  nick drake writes some of the most amazingly tragic songs, ever.  and then he commits suicide.  jeff buckley drowned in the mississippi before really cracking his 30's.  i'm going to stop there because i think you all get the point.

in april of 1994, i was 13.  kurt cobain was 27.  i had a poster of nirvana on my closet the day kurt took a shotgun into his mouth and pulled the trigger.  i was watching mtv when kurt loder made the announcement that "the singer of one of the most promising and gifted bands in recent memory is dead".  i think you all know what comes next.  kurt cobain was the epitome of the "live fast, die young", but he didn't have to be.  and that's really the point.  sure he had a lot of pain and even more angst, but he did something that no one has been able to do since he took his own life: he made people unite.  kurt allowed all of us to see, feel and say things about ourselves and our lives that we would usually be too scared to do on our own.  he played jesus for generation x.  he took all of our anger and disappointment and channeled it into something brilliant.  and then he couldn't take it anymore.  kurt didn't want to be the hero.  he just wanted to be able to express himself artistically in a way that he thought we should all be able to do, even if we weren't rock stars.  after all, he never said that he was a rock star.  he made it look like he was just one of us.

which brings me to my second point.  the theory of dying “before your time”.  sometime around the outbreak of school shootings in america, the news media would relentlessly interview the parents of the victims from jonesboro, columbine, et al. to find out what they felt about the tragic incident that marred their town.  the one response that was wholesale-ly used was that the victims were “going to be someone special”.  they would “do such good in the world”, but instead, they were “taken from us before their time”.  every parent said “you’re not supposed to bury your kids, they’re supposed to bury you”.  now, i’m not ripping on the tragedies of school shootings or teen suicide or anything like that.  i’m more interested in the idea of someone being killed or taking their own lives before they would amount to something inexplicably “special”.  maybe they’re right.  maybe one of the columbine victims would grow up to cure cancer.  maybe.  but we don’t know the answer to that promise.  and we never will.  the “live fast, die young” mantra might not fully apply to these kids (and there are thousands of them every year), but it goes without saying that what’s really the point of all of this comes down to something deep within all of us:  our need to feel like we matter.  like no matter what, we’re doing great things.  and yes, because of our addiction to hero worship and celebrity envy, the victims of these heartwrenching episodes become nothing more than fodder for water cooler conversation.  a footnote in the jay leno monologue.  a statistic about the dangers of parents not paying attention to their kids.   we all want to feel equal to celebrities, especially those members of the elite class of pop culture.  the legends that gave us something to care about, but never stayed around to see how they would affect culture as a whole.  kurt cobain didn’t stick around, and he’s still relevant  more than a decade later.  the columbine victims…not so much.  kids who die “before their time” are another dreadful anomaly in the culture of pop; mere memories to hold a vigil to each year, if you can remember the date.

If you were to create an equation where you were to add the (a) celebrity-ism of “live fast, die young” and the (b) everyday tragedies of death and “before their time”, the sum of (a) + (b) would equal pete doherty, the former lead singer of the libertines and the current lead of babyshambles.  many of you would really only know pete because he has been mr. kate moss for the off & on past 3 years.  if you're an american, that's all you know.  if you live in the uk, you either love pete or hate his fucking guts.  he is the most fascinating pop culture "icon" in britain.  the problem with pete doherty is two-fold: he's addicted to heroin AND he's a rock and roll star.  but he's not a typical rock and roll star.  i find it unbelievable that he's the crown jewel of tabloids in england and he hasn't even made a 2nd record in babyshambles.  he's been arrested more than a dozen times (his rap-sheet includes drug possession, breaking & entering, robbery, and assault) and he's only 27.  read that again.  27.  the same age as kurt cobain, jimi hendrix, janis joplin and jim morrison were when they died.  and we still have until march 12, 2007 to find out if he'll make it to 28.  but here's the clincher.  if he dies (for any reason), he'll be remembered in europe for fulfilling the (a) part of the equation and in america, he'll be just another victim of the (b) portion.

i'm going to put my money on pete NOT dying any time soon.  i will, however, watch as he gets arrested many more times before the next babyshambles record ever sees the light of day.  mr. doherty, i want you to "live fast, die young", but i also want to remind you that in the end, you may in fact find yourself featured on the next edition of this.

godspeed!

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Escapade to Seton Hall University

Apr 21, 06

this past monday, i took the day off work (unbelievable, i know) and headed westward to south orange, new jersey.  now, on normal occasions, there's no fucking reason for me to be in jersey at all.  god.  even if i had a reason, i'd probably think twice.  c'mon.  you would too.  ANYWAYS, i went to south orange to go to seton hall university.

the reason i went on the adventure was this girl i know, marissa.  a little backstory:

    when i was 18, i dated this girl danielle, who i met at work (at this point in my life, that "work" was done at the haverstraw-king's daughters LIBRARY.  don't fucking say a word).  ANYWAYS, danielle and i broke up amicably (if you don't believe it, call her), but i kept in touch with danielle and her younger sister marissa, both because they were awesome girls and because they had fucking awful tastes in music.  sorry girls.  it's true and you know it.  understandably, they were young and it was the late 90's, so no points off for that really.   so over the years, i'd been turning them on to new music and things and i got to see their artistic influences blossoming; today, they probably know more bands than i do, but that's because i don't pay attention to rock groups that have to have a cute guitarist/vocalist/drummer/roadie/etc.

so, that brings us up to now.  marissa emailed me a few weeks back and told me she needed my help for one of her classes.  she needed a guest to come in and talk about their experiences relating to television (obvs.) and i was just the person for the job.  so i, of course, said yes and that was that.  now, the whole point of this entry is NOT about me going to seton hall university to do marissa a favor, but it has to do with seton hall university.

wsou, 89.5 fm on the dial, is known as "pirate radio".  seton hall's mascot is the pirate, so...no creativity there, huh?  ANYWAYS, when i was a teenager, wsou was the only place a teen could turn there radios (read: no such thing as itunes in 1996) to hear non-commercial, local, underground or otherwise not-safe-for-advertisers music.  ranging anywhere from 1974 proto-punk to the then-current mid-90s speed metal, wsou had it all.  and i wanted to go there for college.  to be on the fucking air on "pirate radio".  so it comes as no surprise, especially to anyone who knows me, that i did not end up going to seton hall, but i always did want to see what it would have been like.  here's the gist in one minute: catholic school, every building looks like a church (i'm not joking), same typical college shit as anywhere, usa, and then there's wsou.  the wsou offices look like a fucking doctor's office, they're so clean.  it's almost embarassing.  take a look:

even the fucking sign makes it look like something out of some preppy-ass, middle-class television show.  well, needless to say (unless you're a blogger like me) i was disappointed.  but that's not all.  dig on these flyers.  they were posted on the "community" boards near the cafeteria.  i am forever scarred by them:



godspeed!

p.s.  if you're scarred, i'll leave you with a better pic for the weekend:

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This past weekend

Apr 16, 06

so i know that this past weekend was the big passover/easter weekend, and this would usually send me into some kind of diatribe about religion/faith/spirituality/whatever....but i don't have time for it.  ANYWAYS, thursday my lovely girlfriend karen and i went over to new jersey (pronounced JOI-ZEE) to my uncle bob's and aunt anita's home for the seder.  karen enjoys the passover meals and traditons way more than i do, and she's episcopal...go figure.  it was fun and because i haven't seen my parents in a long time, that was crucial.  we stayed with them in their new condo for the night and friday.  friday, we just kinda hung out at the condo and killed the day away.

saturday was more interesting.  i signed up to volunteer for LIFEbeat, this organization that goes to local nyc concerts and hands out free condoms, literature, etc. to promote health amongst concert-goers and awareness about the hiv/aids epidemic.  sorry for the pedestal-esque description, but i really believe in the cause and all that comes with it.  so back to saturday, i went to one of the "outreaches" (the term they use for when you table at a show and actually do the handing out of shit) at the show at irving plaza for these guys:


french kicks

ladytron

it was awesome just to be able to be at the show, not just for the bands itself, but for the kids going there as well.  it's grown more important to me over the last few months to consider the messages rather than the messengers, so yeah.  fucking a.  i didn't stay the entire time through ladytron (sue me, i was fucking tired).  sunday was easter (as you know, shut up) and my lovely girlfriend karen and i went up to her parents house in westchester for lunch/dinner.  some pics:


the lovely girlfriend karen

karen's niece avery

karen's father and niece avery

good fun had by all.  yes, me too.

godspeed!

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You must not miss this show

Apr 15, 06

find out more at oh my rockness!

it's a block from my lovely girlfriend karen and my crib, so obvs. there'll be a post-party party, etc. at mi casa.  i've got my tix, so let me know if you'll be there and go get tix for you and yours.

godspeed!

-that dude jeff

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49,999 Fall fans can't be wrong...and neither can I

Apr 14, 06

    REBELLIOUS JUKEBOX

    I'm searching for the now
    I'm looking for the real thing, yeah

    Head through a blue haze
    Waiting for the musical craze
    We gotta taxi for Mr. Nelson
    Taxi for Mr. Nelson

    Rebellious Jukebox yeah
    Rebellious Jukebox, oh

    No sounds at first came out
    This machine had dropped out
    But it made music to itself
    Made music for itself

    Rebellious Jukebox yeah
    Rebellious Jukebox now

    I'm looking for the home of the real
    I want a happy time now

    Drinkers from the slaughterhouse
    Weren't happy and went out
    Noise resounds aloud
    Noise resounds the lounge

    Rebellious Jukebox yeah
    Rebellious Jukebox oh

    I sidled up to a fruit machine
    This I was imagining:
    Some drinkers dancing at the bar
    Drinkers dancing for the bar

    Rebellious Jukebox yeah
    Rebellious Jukebox now

    I'm searching for the now
    I'm looking for the real thing yeah

Okay, I’m not going to lie.  I didn't know about The Fall until well after I was into Sex Pistols, The Clash, The Jam, Wire, and any other punk/post-punk band circa 1977-1980.  I stumbled into them when I was in college, and was especially diligent in studying them alongside hundreds of Mark E. Smith's contemporaries.

And while most people would go so far as to say that they don't like hearing bands that shadow their influences too much (cue the innumerable conversations I had in college about The Smiths, The Cure, Joy Division & New Order).  that dude jeff would not cite any 1 band alongside the four iconic groups above as important to his musically-opined upbringing.  But, The Fall is at least one group that a case could be made for as addition number 5 to that list.  So, it is with a heavy heart and an even heavier wallet that I insist on opening up an invitation to all of you (my intrepid readers/critics/stalkers) to come celebrate The Fall's return to New York City (nee, motherfucking Brooklyn).

Friday, June 2nd, 2006.  Southpaw.  The Fall rocks the fuck out of the club.  And trust me, it'll sell out.  Quick.  The venue holds about 250 rockers, so get in when you can and don't move from your spot.  The lovely girlfriend karen and I have our tickets in hand, at the ready.

Buy your tickets too!

Godspeed!

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Cutest band ever award 2006

Apr 12, 06


mates of state
yes, for those of you who know me in the slightest...i'm kind of a dork when it comes to this band.  i mean, usually i'd go on some diatribe about husband & wife bands and how they never work out...especially if the band is ONLY the husband & wife.  but in the case of the mates of state, kori gardner and jason hammel seem to transcend even the most strict guidelines about being in a band:

    1.  don't get involved with a band member
    2.  don't share a living space with a band member
    3.  don't have a baby with a band member
    4.  don't record/mix/produce/write your album in the house that you share with a band member, 100 feet from the baby that was born of the relationship you have with a band member

ANYWAYS, proof positive of the mates of state's cuteness power and prowess is their new record, bring it back.  buy it from amazon here.  the record itself goes along with their previous works, utilizing the 2-person organ/drums that kori and jason have made their "millions" playing.  seriously, if you have yet to hear anything that these two have done, go and download/buy/steal something they've made and play it.  loud.  you'll never believe how much sound can be made out of a drum kit and an electronic keyboard set-up.

more proof, the lyrics from "fraud in the '80s", my new favorite jam of the moment:

    Don't put your hand in the pockets that feed you
    You might not get it out
    Remember the weight of the yellowish night
    No cat is for this dull world

    I spent a long time trying to see through
    People trying to call me out
    Remember the weight of the glorious night
    That's just so we drink it in

    See the glow up above
    See it glow telling us to reign the streets of London
    Like the lords of other towns
    The glistening of make-up helps to construct a better clown

    And you will surely find this news pleasing to your ears

    See the glow up above
    See it glow telling us it rained the streets of London
    Like it pours on other towns
    But the glistening of make-up helps to construct a better clown

    And you will surely find this news pleasing to your ears

    You can surely try to be more alive

so, there you have it.  cutest band ever = mates of state.  it should also be noted that in close running to the mates were: the boy least likely to, the like, deerhoof, rainer maria, eisley, the oohlas & saturday looks good to me.

godspeed!

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Alpha-bits

Apr 10, 06

so, yesterday my lovely girlfriend karen and i went up to the upper-east side to attend a trial-by-fire invite from james and sarah for a "friendly" game of scrabble.  along with the 4 of us, in attendance were jessica, her friend from savannah, georgia sarah, and krystal.  i'll not get into details much about the game itself, aside from the decision by somebody to name each team a kind of sandwich (my lovely girlfriend karen and i were dubbed THE FALAFELS).  also, krystal brought up the fact that her understanding of the game rules were not aligned correctly with ours (read: mine & karen's) to the extent that i was thereby christened "scrabble-rules guy".  i only take offense to it because i'm not good at scrabble, i just know the rules because i've tried to cheat on many occassions and have been caught most of the time.  and no, i did NOT cheat yesterday.

ANYWAYS, my lovely girlfriend karen and i ended up pulling off the win and after about 2 1/2 hours of total play, all were spent and we headed back with jessica and her friend sarah (they were meeting a friend at a restaurant in our 'hood).  i totally want to play again (read: scrabble nights/dates) and would definitely take the opportunity to defend the wooden tile-y championship belt i'm currently fabricating.  okay, that was a lie.  but you didn't think so for a minute, did you??

godspeed!

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Me + you + everyone we know

Apr 07, 06

      

come kick off spring with a highly anticipated guest dj set by actor/director john cameron mitchell of the rock musical, hedwig and the angry inch. we're proud to have him gracing our decks.
RSVP not required

"Take heart, Belle and Sebastian fans: It's OK to leave your bedrooms. At least twice a month, anyway, when the unapologetically twee Miss Modular and her cohorts invite "Godardians" and "mixed tape makers" to dance to the songs ignored by virtually every other DJ in town. The party is dedicated to that most expansive and insular of genres, indie rock, which means you'll hear everything from new wave non-hits to last week's NME hype. Add to that the mix of friendly cutesters in attendance and drink specials from 10-11PM, and you've got a winning evening." -- Gabby Warshawer, AOL cityguide

For more information, go to mondo-nyc.com


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M O N D O
Friday March 17th, 2006

Miss Modular (Mondo)
Kevington (Gstaad)
Dr Maz (DeLuxe)
Michael Grace, Jr. (My Favorite, lostdetective.com)

Spinning New Indie, Brit, Pop, Rock & Retro (Plus anything from Shoegazer to Twee)

@ Luke & Leroy ( http://www.lukeandleroy.com/ )
21 7th Ave. South
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No Cover!
21 and over
10 pm to 4 am
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Drink Special:
2 for 1 on Domestic Beers (10pm - 11pm)
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Directions by Subway:
A,C,E,B,D,F to West 4th Street @ 6th Avenue
1-9 to Houston Street @ 7th Avenue

-godspeed!

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Blech...

Apr 05, 06

      


totally how i feel on this "lovely" morning.  i've been kinda shakey (not physically) the last couple of days.  not slept well and stressed out.  ANYWAYS, nothing really on my mind.  i've been getting a lot of weird feedback about my last post, and i'm wondering why?  i didn't say anything that any of us haven't felt before.  get over it.  no one's on a shit list or anything.  but i do want it noted that i'm not saying anything so drastic that one would imagine i'm having an epiphany or something.  seriously.  no divine anything around that dude jeff.

ANYWAY, mates of state just came on my iTunes playlist and i can't shake how happy they are.  if you don't know them, go here for more about them.  jason and kori's relationship is what everyone should hope for in a coupling, especially that dude jeff.  my lovely girlfriend karen isn't going anywhere and i like it that way.  i'd like to eventually get to the point where, like the mates of state, people can really see how we feel about each other, without even having to know either of us...like the subway or whatever.

ok, that sorta made me feel better...ish.  the picture above is by camille rose garcia, see more of her work.  clickity click here.

godspeed!

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Got plans!?

Apr 04, 06

okay, so here's the situation.  one of the things i dislike more than anything (aside maybe from mayonaise or indian cuisine) is when i speak to people about going out or doing something, etc. and they're all like "yeah, sure, sounds great...i'll TOTALLY be there.  call me...".  and then, i DO call them and they don't fucking end up coming along to whatever culture of me event i've got planned.

this is not to say that i, that dude jeff, have never flaked out on someone or plans with people.  i have.  we all have, i'm sure of that.  but i take it especially to heart for a number of almost-illogical reasons.  because i'm usually the one to invite people to things, i don't just randomly choose parties/events/happenings simply for the sake of finding someplace to go.  i let chumps do that.  and yes, more often than not, i don't make plans weeks in advance (in fact, i think that's kinda cheesy and stupid anyways...don't ask).  so i partly blame myself about it when people don't show up or answer a phone.  shit, if i'm the one doing all of the calling/texting/message-ing/whatever, my feelings definitely get hurt when the "b" to my "a" in the "a"--->"b" invites and conversations doesn't respond or worse, doesn't show after responding positively to the invite.

truth is, i don't really feel like hanging out with shysters like the above "b"'s.  i'd rather stay home and play scrabble with my lovely girlfriend karen.  i mean, fuck, she CAN'T escape me...we live together.  maybe i'm just not supposed to get hurt by all of this and maybe i take these things WAY too seriously.  but i feel most times like if i'm NOT the one calling other folks and telling them about things and inviting them EVERYWHERE, they'll never call me.  i know, i know.  it's totally a dependency problem, but whatever.  deal with it.  i'm not going to guilt-trip anyone, but i for-damn-sure am not going to keep someone's "feelings" in mind on a rant like this if they didn't keep mine in their heads when they canceled/skipped out/no-showed/whatever.  fuck it.  i'd like to not have to be the one doing all of the calling, but my control-freak ways are always telling me that if it's not me, it WON'T be someone else.

so here it is....your formal invite (IN ADVANCE) to another culture of me event.  this friday, my lovely girlfriend karen and i will be going to this:

in appreciation of "all things indie", we welcome actor, director & rock musical provocateur, john cameron mitchell (hedwig & the angry inch), for a special guest dj set at our upcoming Mondo event!

friday april 7th | john cameron mitchell dj set

@ luke & leroy
21 7th ave south (at leroy st.)
10 pm - 4 am
no cover!
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drink specials: 2 for 1 domestic beers (10pm - 11pm)

mondo at luke & leroy's

so there you have it...my lovely girlfriend karen and i will be at mondo between 10:30 - 11:00ish.  so if you're not there, whatever.  at least i know i invited early and invited many.

godspeed!

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