PS14 has a new Thursday night, Happy House, with reduced price drinks. Rachel Goodrich, who I consider a great local talent, and the Jean Marie are playing Heathrow next Wednesday.
If you're feeling porky, get on a freaking bike and roll out with the Loose Canons ride, go to Miami Bike Scene for more info.
The Black Lips are coming in March, and I can't wait, I had to post the flyer! Ah! Finally.
There's an opening at the Dorsch tonight, "A Perfect Human," 7:00, 151 NW 24th Street.
The night before the inauguration, the Black Cat hosted the Big Shoulders Ball.
It was an homage to Obama, featuring Chicago favs Tortoise and Andrew Bird along with other midwesterners and Chicagoans: Ted Leo, the Waco Brothers, Freakwater, and more. There was also a tribute to Sun Ra by Ken Vandermark.
We showed up early because Freakwater was one of the first acts, and I absolutely love Catherine Ann Irwin. Her album Cut Yourself a Switch is amazing, lyrically and musically. Her song "Hex" is often covered by another brilliant songstress, Nico Case (I was brought to tears watching her sing this song at Webster Hall in '06).
My companion was my cousin, who is more than a couple of years younger than I. I forgot to warn her that the scene would be a bit more aged than she was used to. That, and a bit more anglo. It was an Elvis Costello-type crowd, and yes, I fit in.
Freakwater was amazing. Below you can watch them perform Stevie Wonder's "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" in honor of our new president. I ran into Catherine Irwin in the bathroom, both washing our hands at the same time, and I told her how much I love her album (this time I was the huge star-struck fan). We talked for a bit about their rendition of Stevie's song, and she said it was difficult to perform. I tried to reassure her that it looked effortless and that it was a wonderful tribute to our president.
To all of our delight, at one point Andrew Bird, Sally Timms, and Eleventh Dream Day joined Tortoise on stage for a really powerful musical moment (didn't get a video, sorry).
Andrew Bird sang, played guitar and violin, sounding a bit Jeff Buckley-esque, barefoot. In a Pitchfork interview, he says he finds this comparison a bit irritating, so my only hope is that Andrew Bird will read this become extremely offended and then start cyberstalking me. Please do, Andrew! What a cutie, my little cousin also fell in love.
It was really a unique show and I would do it all over again, even though the price tag was high ($50) and the drinks were not included. I was glad to have had a little windy city in my District. Enjoy the video.
Miami, bro has received some unwanted attention lately. I never thought I'd ever think to say these words, but I've had it with Matt Damon's fans. For the record, I am not a fan. Just wanted a jokey photo.
Apparently, if you want people to understand what you're saying, you have SPEAK VERY SLOOOWWWLLY and not use sarcasm or hyperbole. My original story was a little exaggerated, but it's the tale I told, I'm not retelling it, even in my own defense. I just wanted to make one point, if I made as much money as Matt Damon, I wouldn't care if you guys took pictures of me on the toilet.
I really wasn't that worked up over my run in with Matt "who gives a good goddamn" Damon, but I will admit, some of the accusations about my personhood kind of got my goat. Luckily, "my people" are on "my side," supporting the bro.
I am shocked at how people are so willing to defame me (an anonymous woman) while deifying him (a privileged male), both strangers. It's not like I don't know how sexist and classist people can be, it's just surprising how savage they've been here. Let's just call these hypocrites, "people who read People."
I don't put anyone above or below myself. I have talked to numerous celebrities over the years, and this was the worst experience I've ever had, thus the blog. I wasn't trying to get the Matt Damon Fan Club involved. They seemed to think I should call his agent, but then didn't leave a number. I mean, if I were that well-connected, I would have tried to interview Catherine Deneuve or Morrissey, someone who I think actually deserves the attention.
More on this:
Here's Carlos Miller's blog, with all the comments (I was called a "douchebag"by strange, strangers, old guys, 4 times).
UPDATE: I did meet Jimmy Carter at Books and Books many years back at their old Coral Gables location, and he was as kind as could be, even to my mom, who is louder and more enthusiastic than I could ever be.
Hey haters, friends and people who aren't bright enough to understand sarcasm.
This lame-brained, "celeb obsessed" nobody stayed up really late last night to catch Charlie Rose's interview with my favorite famous person ever: President Jimmy Carter.
The interview isn't on his site yet, but please stay tuned. I know Charlie can be a bit of a snooze at times, but this show is undeniably insightful and you'll definitely learn a thing or two (especially the geniuses who anonymously leave me rude comments).
Even though I know half of America was staying home and watching The Bourne Identity during the week of the inauguration, I actually enjoyed some of our nation's finest museums and dining. We ate a fabulous meal at the National Museum of the American Indian, also a Smithsonian institution. If you're anywhere near the National Mall for lunch, eat there. It's not cheap, but it's a really great way to try new Native foods.
