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I haven't had much that I have felt compelled to be writing about as of late...due in part to the general introverted disposition that my brain tends to warp into, and also due in part because it's February.

This just may be the worst month ever.

The snow is gray and flecked with gravel and looks menacingly permanent.

My friend always falls victim to what she refers to as "The February Itch" usually resulting in a somewhat botched hair dye or random piercing.

Hunter S. Thompson killed himself during the gruesome month of February.

I felt the tendrils of madness the most prevalently yesterday, as I rolled around on top of Boyfriend where I proceeded to ruin his nap and annoy the crap out of him. I would do the same to the cats, if I could catch them.

In other news, however, I saw The Sadies, a band from Canada that plays the dirtiest southern/psychedelic/rockabilly/foot stomping/head bashing-ly amazing music ever.



This would be the third time I have seen them, second time at the Mercury Lounge, and it was just a stellar show. One of the more fun moments that I've had this year. It's funny, since whenever me and My People go to a concert, I look around in the middle of frantic dancing and realize that we're the only ones going for it. My neck hurts badly today from thrashing it so hard.

All worth it, however.

That's what Advil Liqui-gels are for.

Holly Golightly and The Brokeoffs

12.10.09
Holly Golighty and The Brokeoffs.
My dear friend gave me their cd on my birthday this summer, and I haven't stopped listening to it since. In fact, it has snowballed into one of my favorite listening activities.
Holly Golightly has had a singing career completely independent of this collaboration, and is worth listening to on her own, however the addition of Lawyer Dave into her musical universe has produced some of the coolest, darkly beautiful music that comes swinging out of a dark, shadowy corner of your favorite saloon.
Holly Golightly's voice is unique and memorable. It has a sort of twang to it that indicates this is the type of music she had in her for a while. Lawyer Dave's voice compliments hers, balancing it out with his lower notes, and suddenly your head is spinning.
Their show was ridiculously amazing. The fact that my crew and I shoved our way right up to the front of the stage probably had something to do with it. Holly Golightly plays the guitar, and sings her soul out. Dave, however, is a force of nature. He sits, plays guitar with a slide, plays the drums with his feet, and sings. With his eyes closed. Wearing a vest and a tie. I don't understand how a human being is capable of being a one-man band, unless they have some octopus ancestry...which shouldn't be entirely ruled out.
Every single song they played erupted shouts and dance moves. I can honestly say I danced their entire set. It was impossible not to. The banter between the two of them was absolutely hilarious, as they seem like the weirdest two people to hook up and thank satan they did.
I must say, this is easily the best live show I've ever been to in my life.
Hail Satan!
Hail Holly Golightly and The Brokeoffs!

She Keeps Bees

12.10.09
She Keeps Bees as the final band in the "Opening Act" section of the Holly Golightly and The Brokeoffs show.
To be honest, I'm never the type to seek out the opening bands, which is largely unfair being in a burgeoning band myself, however a quick myspace music page hunt yielded gold. I was hooked at the first power chord, the spine crunching drum beat, and the dark, whiskey vocals.
She Keeps Bees is made up of one part Jess Larrabee, guitar and vocals, with one part Andy LaPlant as the driving percussion. The second they start playing, there is no escape. It drives your body into dance-like convulsions, or, if you choose to keep your cool, a very dedicated head nod.
Jess rocks out like she's been doing this her whole life. Andy dissolves into a cloud of perfect beats that pump the song through you like a good drug, and suddenly it's like New York in the 70's is alive again.
The band, Jess specifically, has drawn comparisons to Cat Power, Janis Joplin, etc. The Cat Power reference to me seems largely because she's a girl and has the same haircut...and I think it's a lazy comparison at that. She Keeps Bees has got a dirty, grunge edge that isn't trying to be anything else than what it is...a breath of fresh air in this Glam-Rock-Androgyny studded universe that is recently clouding the stratosphere.
This is a band to follow.
I am in love.