Tuesday, September 27, 2005

BLT Please

Satuday night was The Gossip show at X-Space. The Gossip were great, lots of fun all around. We Are Wolves were total poo. I just didn't get it, it was so cheesy. They were lucky that i was an all ages show because the audience was eating up everything. I would be curious to see these guys infront of a different audience. French electroclash? What is this, 2003? Also, holy shit Bush League. They sounded so good and brought tons of energy. Funny to see Darren perform infront of a bunch of 16 year old female Gossip fans. He will be the subject of many conversations to their friends "so i went to see The Gossip and this weird band opened and their singer kept putting his head up people shirts and rubbing their heads and trying to dance with people and grind with them." Mikey and I DJed at the afterparty next door. It was a decent time, save for my shit box of a mixer which kept cutting out. I really can't rely on that thing for anymore gigs. As the night wore on the crowd got weirder - lots of odd characters seemed to find their way. I guess the word of late beer spreads quickly.

Next morning (well, afternoon) Aurora and I went searching for breakfast. We made it to the Stem only to be dissapointed by a locked door. The place we decided on after that was Java. She said that she liked the food but I couldn't get my head around it. SO many things wrong. First of all I didn't know it was possible to fuck up a BLT but they did a good job at it. For some reason they fry their bread in butter instead of toasting it, so it has this weird grilled butter taste and odd crunchy texture. The texture makes the sandwhich fall apart when you try to bite it. Also, there was no mayo! What the shit is that? The bacon was too fatty and chewy so when i tried to take a bite the whole piece would pull out of the sandwhich. Also they don't have french fries, only home fries and they were pretty average. I ordered a "Fresh Grapefruit Juice" from the menu for 2.75 and what arrived was just Ocean Spray from a bottle sweetened juice. I suppose it was "fresh" in the sense that the bottle was likely opened in the recent past, but I was dooped into thinking I was getting freshly squeezed.

Later that evening I got a call from Jess and we decided that we should meet up later for a bite. The Vesta Lunch was soon picked as the destination due to its convienent proximity between our respective houses. After scanning the menu I thought that the only right thing to do was order a BLT to cheer me up and renew my faith in the sandwhich after the awful Java meal earlier. We decided since we both were about half hungry that we would order one to split. We go the patrician, which is basically a BLT club style with cheese. The Vesta man (George?) was very nice to us and cut it in half and divided the fries and closeslaw onto two seperate plates for us. The sandwhich was just what I needed, a perfect BLT in every way. The Vesta's fries leave something to the imagination, nothing too exciting and their coleslaw wasn't great either, kinda oily.

The time to get over to the East side for some more diner action is now - Jim's, The Patrician and Gale's are next on the list.

Tonight I have listened to lots of Son House, good late night stuff.

Monday, September 12, 2005

GLA

Was DJing at PostMod last friday and it went really well. Nice to see a packed dance floor all night. I was a little nervous about trying out a few new blends - walk like a hollaback girl and last night a DJ saved my life in herre - but they both went well.

Was down in the Greater London Area on the weekend to see family and friends. Highlights included poker at the Thuss farm, Mackie's at Port Stanley, and thrifting with Mom and Aunt Donna in Cambridge.

Records I got in Cambridge:
The Human League - Dare! (two copies!)
Donna Summer - Love to Love You Baby (fantastic Moroder production highlighted by the epic title track which runs the entire length of the first side)
Its Ed Allen Time (great men's workout record from 1965)
I also got a few cassette tapes:
Maestro Fresh Wes - Symphony in Effect (This album is really good, people need to show Wes some love. His music has aged really well - lots of fast breakbeats and fast rhyming.)
Young MC - Stone Cold Rhymin'
Bon Jovi - Slippery When Wet (oh my, the first side of this is intense - shot through the heart, livin on a prayer and wanted dead or alive)

Caught Bush League last wednesday at the Social. They haven't played in a while but where in top form. Darren is such a good front man; a true performer. It was all guitars this night though - super loud buzzsaws blasting all night. My ears were actually ringing for about 30 minutes after their set, it was pretty intense. I look forward to their set in a few weeks opening for The Gossip.

Got some good records the other day at the rummage sale at the Buddist Temple across the street:
Sesame Disco (the elusive companion to Sesame Street Fever is finally mine, includes future dance floor smash "Me Left Me Cookie at the Disco")
Jimmy Cliff - Reggae Greats
Toots and the Maytals - Reggae Greats
Lee Perry - Reggae Greats
Heart - Little Queen
The Band - Music From Big Pink
The Wrestling Album (WWF stars from 1985 record novelty songs and the like)
There were tons of other good records there that I would have bought if I didn't already have copies of them. The Buddist have good taste.

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Now shows us some love

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Ben Bowles shows us some love

DITD was good times last week. Lots of people but many of them drawn out back by Thymelesses studly back patio. Not as much dancing as last month but people were still having a good time so its all good.

This morning I was woken at 8am on the dot by roofers banging away next door. Its 1pm now and they're still going. Our kitchen window faces the house next door (landlord's house) that is being re-roofed. Everything that was on the kitchen counter is covered by a fine layer of black dust because the kitchen window was open. Thats great.

Back in the spring I was crate digging at the old Goodwill on Javis at by the pound and came home with a huge stack of records. I was a little suprised that they were a dollar each. No 'by the pound' deal for the records I guess. Last time I was at the Goodwill in London the records were 5 for a dollar or something crazy like that. Thats the price that they have to be if they actually want to move and volume of old records. Anyways, one of the records I got at By The Pound was the song Monday Night Football by Hurt 'Em Bad and the S.C. Band. Now I didn't know anything about this track at the time but bought it based on a few things. Its from 1982 on Profile (cool old school Profile logo) and is called Monday Night Football! Well after giving it a spin when I got it home I discovered that it was mos def worth the $1. The vocal side is rather cheesy as is the case with a lot of old dance records, but the flip is out of control. A huge bumping bass electro funk monster that runs almost ten minutes. Some killer vocoder action comes in near the end to bring things home. Playing this record out a few weeks ago Jason pointed out that i was sampled by Cee-Lo. I think thats what he said. Or maybe Camp-Lo, i'm not sure.