5 posts tagged “crushes”
Some observations, musings, and notes from this week and more in my musical alliances:
- The Killers were at the NSSN pre-party (of which Cold War Kids dominated), just wandering around to watch the show. Dude Ronnie, what happened to your hair?! Holy receding hairline Batman...
- Saw Brandon Flowers use the bathroom upstairs in the backstage area. I didn't actually see him pee or anything, but watching a rock star go in and out of a bathroom like a regular person is definitely funny. (Plus, everyone I talked to about NSSN all agreed on one thing: homeboy somehow got hot in between '06 and '08 and it showed. Holy tight pants.)
- I got to witness our band send-off when they take stage at Mezzanine; the members line up on the stairs backing the curtains and then shuffle on stage. It was really neat to see both sides of the curtain from where I was standing backstage.
- NSSN: Ben Gibbard, what the fuck?! He lost about a good 70 pounds (picture from RS @ Coachella) and sorta looked like Nikolai from the Strokes from where we were sitting. He's just so...lean now. It was a little odd. As Becca so eloquently put it, "Manerexic!" We both didn't recognize him when he popped up on stage, but Death Cab totally ruled last night. Doing acoustic "I Will Follow You Into The Dark" was a ballsy move at a arena radio show, but it was spot on. And "Cath," of course, was fucking beautiful live. I totally get shattered every time I hear that song (which was playing in this bar Danielle and I went to on Tuesday, bonus points Pilsner Inn).
- Chris Walla also looked like Mister Rogers' son with a orange sweater vest, white collared long sleeved shirt, and tight slack combo last night.
- Hot dude from Music for Animals at the local band competion - come to Mexico with us!!
- I did my end of year lists for The Tripwire on Monday: best albums, singles, videos, headlines, and shows of 2008. We should be running them sometime next week I think. We also had to do a best of 1998 records list, so I obviously employed Wendy to help me out. We sat over sushi in Fremont and lamented how much we used to be into Destiny's Child and Goo Goo Dolls...
- Russell from Bloc Party: why do I still have a stupid crush on you!? Grr...
- Drummer from Franz Ferdinand did our NSSN afterparty at popscene and was super wasted, getting on the mic every so often to whoop to his DJ selections and yell. It was highly amusing.
- Related: Alex Kapranos, still as beautiful as ever! I brushed against him last night while at pop and was struck by his beauty. Seriously, really pretty.
- Speaking of hotness, we got the new glossy flyers for the Scissors For Lefty New Year's Day show, and husband looks gorgeous! I'm bummed Kristin and I won't be here for it, but, you know, we're kinda gonna be in the U.K...
- Tonight I am seeing Alanis Morrissette. Is it weird to be oddly excited about that?
- I realized the other day I have seen wallpaper. nine times this year, the last being for the pop/Mezz Orphan's Ball rigt before Thanksgiving...this is a problem...
Who am I kidding, I still love this video:
All my clips to come next week, now I must somehow pull my brain off the floor and function...fucking three hours of sleep...
It's kind of tragic. Let's begin.
I was first introduced into the cluster fuck of Eric Frederic/Ricky Reed during this year's Noise Pop - Becca and I got sassed by the whole get-up: 90s shades, faux fur coat, fake gold chain, fedora, satin gloves, velvet cloth over chairs. And once he did a cover of Bel Biv Devoe's "Poison," let me tell you, it was all over. I was instantly in love. I wrote a bit about how this used to be my main jam growing up. I actually was listening to some of these mixtapes last night: Blackstreet, New Edition, Keith Sweat. I have such great memories of growing up on this music, since the popular radio stations in my hometown played a lot of New Jack swing (which I just found out was a term!) and R&B/hip-hop/rap-infused tracks.
After Noise Pop, I got borderline obsessive and began to try and catch as many shows as I could; Danielle and I got absolutely hammered and booty-shook the night away when he played Blow Up in March, drinking God knows how much during the set, getting our pictures snapped that ended up on MySpace, and ending the night in an epic cab episode. Then I trekked out to Oakland in April to catch him at the Stork Club with Jerry, where we danced at the front nearly on the stage with the man himself and then played drunk pool until I had to catch BART back into the city, wherein we got Taco Bell and I peed on a bank. wallpaper. gets me into trouble, for sure.
So I've been doing a little bit of comparative analysis in preparation for the wallpaper. show on Thursday (ahem, coughanalysisyeahrightmorelikeswooningcough), which is a record release party for their T-Rex EP. I've noticed as I've been YouTubing wallpaper. videos that there is a great distinction in Eric's showsmanship over the past year:
Video #1: look at his babyface. It seems like he's like a little kid performing, really having fun with the persona, and very relaxed. In video #2, which is only six months later, it's like he's actually now owning the character. Maybe it's the acquisition of the beard scruff, who knows, but man. That air of maturity, swank, confidence, "Yes I know I'm a badass motherfucker" attitude eminating from that seriously amazing blazer? Sex is just oozing out of him. The times I've seen him he's been the person in video #2, and let me tell you, it is pure hotness.
And believe you me also, I have no fucking idea if this thing he's created is "for real" or serious or an homage or a side project for laughs. Wendy and I were talking about why I love this guy so much; I think he not only encompasses what I miss/liked about my childhood, but it also putting a new spin on what I loved so much about that era in music. It also really doesn't hurt he's supremely attractive. Anyway, I am so stoked to see him on Thursday and hopefully get a better picture than this one from February.
Sexy times for sure! I mean, how can you not love this catchy gem, with a video featuring a cameo by your favorite funky dinosaur? "Now let's wait for this alcohol to settle into my veiny vein veins..."
So many things happened (or, I found out about) while I was gone!! Shit...
- Chris Cornell, again solo - and playing July 10 at the Warfield. First rock'n'roll crush, do I go see you?
- While doing my concert calendar for professional and personal purposes, I found a listing for a band at the Make-Out Room called Eggplant Casino and all of a sudden, it made sense: SFist music kid and fellow Vox'er Krissy was right about the whole naming-your-band thing. (For the record, I tried finding them and no MySpace results heeded anything - their band website doesn't have audio either).
- Too many concerts coming up, with a number of good shows all on the same day: Hot Chip or Pipettes? Gwen Stefani, Roger Waters, The Horrors, or Darren Hayes (um, of Savage Garden fame)? Nelly Furtado or Skinny Puppy? Incubus or Vanilla Ice? Damn my crazy music tastes.
- October is a little far away to be thinking of a show, but with the Cure, BRMC, and my other boyfriend in AFI playing...I'm down.
- I'm not sure what this is?? Tom Waits Peep Show?? Confused...
- Okay, a little sad I missed Jordan Knight play...a club prom...shut it...
- And for a laugh: my friend Wendy drove me to San Jose the day I flew out on a trip so I could meet up with my parents - I had just walked the Golden Gate Bridge with my best friend Lissa and I told Wendy I couldn't stop laughing because all I could think about was this video:
Points for the sweet locations in North Beach (specifically the Washington Square church and the bus stops) - whoever was the cinematographer had a good eye.
