February 28, 2006I Wear My Sunglasses At NightFriday night Ryan and I decided to hang out and we made a pact to not spend any money. Without going into any deets, let's just say we succeeded. And I got my sunglasses back from J-dread. it was a good night.
February 27, 2006I Need A Vacation From My VacationAfter arriving back in Memphis last week from my trip to Amsterdam, I continued to party like there was no end to my bank account. But as it's said, all good things must come to an end. My week included shows at The Buc, Hi-tone and The Deli, an art show, keg party, Dish, Soul Party, and each night concluded at someone's house for an afterparty. And now as they say, 'Stick a fork in me cause I'm done!!" I know I promised more on my trip, but whatever you can imagine - probably happened, so let's just look at the pictures, shall we?
February 24, 2006February 23, 2006Go To This!!! Really!!So, I went to Act One the new film from Old School Pictures (I love it when people younger than me call themselves old school!) last night and it was really, really great. I have a few critiques, but i think I will save those for the film makers, as I don't want to influence anyone's experience. If you get a chance, I highly recommend you go see this movie, one of Memphis' finest true indie offerings in a hot minute. Thanks to its successful first week run at the Studio on the Square, Malco has decided to extend its run for an extra week. So now it will be playing until MARCH 2nd. Watch the Trailer.
EJ has a much more articulate review - I save that kind of stuff for paying gigs, ya know? And Let The Backlash BeginNormally, I would let something like this go, because who really cares? But the sheer amount of douchebaggery that I have been subjected to in the past 24 hours makes me need to get this out of my system. Boi From Troy wrote this column on Gridskipper about our trip to Holland: Bloggers in Amsterdam: Not All For Free First of all - This guy found us in Soho, no one had any idea who our stalker was until he introduced himself and within 5 minutes had his tongue down David's throat. Note the astonished look on David's face just a few seconds after the event...
Anyway, I have no idea what world this guy was living in that night, I mean, I'm sure he was drunk, but he totally misconstrued everything that was said. "Second-rate hotel in a not-so-hot part of town?" We stayed in the hippest hotel in Amsterdam - you did see my bed, right? We were 10 minutes form almost anywhere in the city we wanted to go, we just weren't near the much stuffier hotels where some of the other bloggers stayed. Not only did whatshisface latch on to our group, he must have missed me leading the way to the club if he thinks we were at all lost. Mr Grabby Hands actually decided to get lost after he made a pass at every single person in our gorup, including me, and was turned down cold. He went off and disappeared into the night without saying goodbye. Maybe he saw someone else to starfuck... It's so funny how all these people say to your face how badly they wished they had been picked to come on the trip, then trash the whole thing on the internets. Sour grapes, indeed. Silly Band DudesSo, Black Magic Sound Group, the band that played after Esque last night at the Buc are a bunch of douchebags. I was talking to one of the guys in the band and he asked me to hang out after the show, I told him that me and some friends were going back to my house and he asked if the band could crash. Taking pity on these guys, I said sure and gave him my number. I had 4 people at my (small) house already when they finally showed up after calling for directions 3 times. But I guess we didn't have enough beer, drugs or females, cause they went out onto the front porch supposedly to smoke, but one of them got a phone call from some other girls from the show and they got in their car and just left without saying anything. But they left all of their sleeping gear behind - so they had to come back and send in one dude to apologize. What a bunch of dumbasses. Here's some pics form last night...
February 22, 2006Friday Night In AmsterdamOk, so here are the highlights of my Friday night on my trip. Friday afternoon I left my hotel and went for a walk around Leidseplein. I know this area well from previous trips. I headed for The Rookies and ordered a Northern Lights joint and a beer. I have been to this particular coffee shop several times, they actually have a bar which a lot of coffee shops do not, anyway, i just found out it's also a hotel. That's pretty cool! Check out The Rookies Video. So, it seemed to me that the other bloggers weren't much into checking out the reefer scene, but I wasn't going to pass up the opportunity. I'm not much of a pot smoker in the states, a fact that can be widely verified, but hell, when in Anyway, I hung out at the bar and ended up striking up a conversation with an artist form Atlanta who had recently moved to Amsterdam to work. I think his name was John, but who knows. I spent some time reading my I Amsterdam guidebook and started to get really excited about my trip. I decided right then what I was going to do that evening: eat magic mushrooms and go to The Van Gogh Museum. So, I went and bought Hawaiian Mushrooms from the Smart Shop next door and then headed back to The Lloyd Hotel to meet up with David and Trent. When I arrived I told the guys about my plan and that The Van Gogh didn't close on Fridays until 10PM, so it was the perfect place to go that evening. They agreed and we text messaged Danielle and her husband Josh to meet us there. When we arrived, I was weary of shaking hands with the new folks and then saying, "Pardon me while I ingest these mushrooms." So, I sent the guys ahead to meet up with the others and then stopped at a garbage can to open my little package. I had almost put the first bite in my mouth when i felt a tap on the shoulder from a Police Officer. Keeping my hand right in front of my mouth I turned my head towards him as he said, "What are you doing?" What else could I say but, "'Eating Mushrooms?" I don't know what else he said, he really didn't speak Engligh, he just motioned for me to move it along. I caught up to the guys but we never saw Danielle and Josh. I went into the bathroom and ate the rest of my package. Let me tell you, there is nothing like waching the rivers and skies in a Van Gogh painting move while you're listening to Impogen Heap on your Ipod. it was an incredible experience that I highly recommend. Afterwards we went to an Italian restaurant and ate dinner. Then it was off to find a bar to have some drinks. We checked out a cool little Vodka bar near the Flower Market, but it was pretty dead and they started playing Herbie Hancock, circa Beverly Hills Cop Part 1, so we decided to try another place. Just down the street was a really cool looking place called Soho. As soon as we walked in Trent and David looked at each other and said, 'It's a gay bar!" I was like, "How do you know?" They were like, "Look around!" I was like, "Oh..." The place wasn't very busy so we got our choice of seats upstairs. The whole place was really beautiful, with dark wood and red leather everywhere. We were having a great time, Trent kept getting recognized, and then the most curious thing happened. The lights flashed. The next time we went to the bar to get a drink we were told it was happy hour. At midnight? So my one shot of tequila and vodka tonic turned into two shots of tequila and two vodka tonics, the same was true for my companions - here's the damage:
Around 2 AM we decided to go check out the dance club next to Soho called Exit. It had four levels and four bars, but the best part was making your way too the bathroom. It was a dark winding hallway with no lights with nooks and crannies everywhere. You could just make out naughtiness going on all around you. It was a true experience!! By the time we were ready to leave, we were all pretty hammered.
All of the pics of me hammered are on Trent's site. So that was Friday in a nutshell - I'll be back tomorrow with tha Saturday rundown. Back In EffectWow, I am gone for 5 days and Memphis has an ice storm and the Skateland on Summer burns down. WTF? Good thing I didn't try to go to the Memphis Roller Derby Girls practice last night! Oh, and the CA has a new web design!! BTW, did you catch the article I wrote on the Feelharmonic? I hate that I missed the party last Friday, but I heard it was off the hook!! I know that I said that I would detail my trip to Amsterdam today ( i have tons of pictures to post!!!), but I have two articles to write, a million emails to answer, and I need to go pick up my dog from the kennel and unpack, so maybe if I have time later today - in the meantime Trent sent me this -
February 20, 2006OMW HomeWell, I have just a couple of hours leaft in Holland. My trip has been incredible. I hung out with two of the coolest people on the planet - David from Jossip and Trent from Pink (you can check out his take on our adventure on his blog.) David and I are old friends from our SBC blogger conference in Dallas in September 2004 and Trent and I have been in correspondence for over a year (we were supposed to go see Tori Amos together in NYC last February.) Anyway, it's around 6 AM over here and those two just left my room. I will try to post more about our adventures and all of the pictures tomorrow - but for now, i really need to pack and go catch my plane!!
You meet The Strangest People In AmsterdamWe ran into this bunch sitting at the table next to us when we went out for Indonesian food...
Frank got some great pictures too. February 19, 2006February 17, 2006So Far, So GoodLast night I met up with Frank Chromewaves and Trent Pink in the lobby of our hotel and we ventured out to get a beer. After exploring the Red Light District for what seemed like hours, I finally spotted a place across the plaza and behind a church and declared, "That's the place." Later, Frank asked me if I had been in that particular bar before since I seemed so sure of myself when I picked it, I explained that no, it just seemed to have an interesting interior, be populated by young people that looked like locals and wasn't playing crappy eurodisco, so it passd the test...
Anyway, we didn't stay out too late or get too wild because we wanted to get back to our hotel to check out the afterparty for Zita Swoon. When we arrived the lobby was packed with fans and hotel guests alike. I don't really know how big the band is over here in Europe, but they were a nice blend of indie rock and Zap Mama!
So, my room is directly above the lobby/bar/restaurant - and there is a window that looks out directly above where the band wasmset up - if they had been DCFC I would have had the best seat in the house. Anyway, I chatted with the singer for a minute and found out they're from Antwerp. He was a little drunk, that along with the fact that English is not his first language made him come of sounding silly when he was trying to sound cool - it was cute.
Anyway, I guess i should leave my hotel room and go to a museum or something - not just lay around until its time to hit the bar...and in case you were wondering how the police deal with all the partiers over here - here's a clue:
i just found out The earlies, the Subways and Clap Your Hands Say yeah are all playing this weekend - nice! February 16, 2006A Bed Fit For The Whole Effing Royal FamilyAlthough I am not entirely sure that I am totally comfortable with what I've gotten myself into, it's safe to say, "Party in my room tonight!"
Tunnel Clones @ Murphy'sI went to see the Tunnel Clones a couple of weeks ago and took some shitty pictures. I share them wid you now.
In AmsterdamI have arrived at my hotel. but I can't check-in for two hours. I've never understood why flights to Europe don't leave later in the day so that you can arrive closer to check-in time. All I want to do is to crawl into bed and pass out. I pulled m y signature stay out all night move the night before I left, thinking that it would help me sleep on the plane, but it's simply impossible to sleep on a plane unless you are in a window seat. So, needless to say, i'm pretty deliriously tired right about now. I sat next to the most obnoxious british couple on the plane. They just kept talking, about everything that didn't need to be talked about. They looked through the overpriced airline shopping guide and commented on everything, 'is't that lovely?' "Mum could really use one of those!" "Do you think Marvin would fancy that?" I realize it was probably just because I was tired but i really wanted to scream at them, 'Will you bloody shut up?" I flew Northwest on a brand new plane, which I was pretty excited about. I've flown KLM/Northwest to Amsterdam two other times and on the older planes they used to always show some dutch movie on the single 13 inch screen hanging over the ailse, and I could never seem to find the english channel. This new plane had movies and television on demand on individual televisions located on the back of the seat in front of you. I watched North Country and cried a lot, keep in mind I was very tired. I also listened to the new Paul McCartney Album Chaos and Creation. I had listened to half the album before I realized my headphones were not plugged all the way in and I was only hearing one channel, which means I thought the whole album was instrumental - AND NOT BAD!
maybe I should get some sleep before I tell you what I really think. February 14, 2006February 13, 2006Valentine's DayI am always surprised by the emphasis so many people put on Valentine's Day and the difficulty many women have with not having anyone special in their lives when it comes around. I assume that it doesn't register with me because I was in two relationships totalling almost 11 years and was never alone for Valentine's in my twenties and it still didn't seem like such a big deal. Maybe I was just with very unimaginative companions. Anyway, Drue and I began celebrating Valentine's last night by attending a dirty valentine card making party and watching homemade black porn found in an abandoned house in Frayser. It was worth watching for the pizza scene alone. Then we crashed Davis McCain's surprise party at The Madison Flame, and finished our night off with a little jazz at The Deli. I meant to stop by the Antique Curtains show at Murphy's, but I knew that would turn into an all night affair. Anywho, if you come to The Hi-tone tomorow night for the Harlan T. Bobo show you may be the lucky recipient of one of my cards. See ya there! February 12, 2006February 7, 2006
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