Photo by Tamim Alnuweiri.
Being involved in the music and culture “scene” (I know, sorry) in New York is one of those situations where you become so consumed by the minutia of your and every other asses existence that you forget not everyone has completely given up an assembly of normal life to pursue, participate, and applaud half baked ideas of artistic ambition.
This is a public service to everyone yes, but also a way for me to feel like all of this shit isn’t just a complete waste of mental space. So! Here’s some shit I’m into or paying attention to right now.
The pivotal moment in my life when I decided that nothing made me as happy or interested me as much as music was when I came across Richard Hell & The Voidoids debut album. The almost stupid simplicity of the lyrics, the songwriting and the general arrangement left me feeling elated (something I’ve only felt with music a few other times like with The Strokes “Sometimes”). ANYWAYS the point is that is also what makes Gnarcissists and interesting and intriguing band.
Sometimes I see like five shows a week and if I can see a band that can get into my head and put a smile on my face—well, it really just doesn’t happen that often. Anyways they have some shit in the works that is really fucking fun and skull crushingly catchy.
Priests Bodies and Control and Money and Power
This 12″ release is sooo fucking good because it predicted the hell we’re in before we were even in it. It’s easy now to be like “okay life is shit and this country is horrible and becoming a more horrifying dystopia with every passing day” but during the Obama administration this was a little veiled under the optimism of having elected (twice) our first black president. “And Breeding” is the best track on the record and one of my favorite songs in existence.
Seinfeld “The Bubble Boy”
The reason Seinfeld still mainly works in 2018 is that it pretty closely reflects the absolute minutia of everyday existence. Occasionally the show takes a slight detour from the Monk’s coffee shop shit talking and “The Bubble Boy” is like the best part of this. Hearing George explain to the bubble boy that the Moops (and not the Moors) were the ones to invade Spain is something I think about every night before I go to sleep.
When we put out the last issue of the zine I had to get intimately acquainted with the printing process which is truly wild. It also forced me to forever after pay attention to aspects of design, printing, and publishing that I’d never had to consider. Sometimes creates insanely beautiful print issues but the content is also great.
I deal with an inordinate amount of PR emails and I’ve tried like fifty different ways of making sure I see the good shit but it’s not always possible. Luckily we premiered GRLwood’s new record which is honestly soooo good, so clever, and so funny. They’ll be playing a bunch of shows in New York in late August and you should really try to make all of them.
There are essentially two types of punk—the easy to swallow type (The Ramones) and the type that makes people espouse about the end of morality and common decency. There is a ton of the easy shit always but finding the stuff that scares you—that makes you nervous to be in the crowd but also energized and ready to mosh—is not that commonplace. That’s what Deli Girls are though—they are the cyber punk overlords of the underground. Their records are good but if you live in New York just see them live it’s more than worth the cover charge.
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