4 posts tagged “crushes”
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.
