In the port of Amsterdam
It seems that The Rev and I find ourselves flat fucking broke in the wonderful country of the Netherlands. Yes, as near as I can tell, I think I've been the victim of identity theft, an occurrence that has totally clean out our finances. Not the best of situations, but things could be worse. I mean, nobody has to go hungry in a city with legalized prostitution, right? Thank god all of our tickets have been paid for already, so at least I know I'll be returning home. Other than this little mishap, the trip has been incredible. Munich was a fucking blast. Word to the wise though: never try to keep up with a Scotsman when your drinking liter steins of high alcohol content German beer. The end result will not be pretty. Trust me. I should have some pictures up tomorrow. I'm sure you can't wait.
Friday, May 27, 2005
Tuesday, May 24, 2005
Czech it out
Hey everybody, I know you thought I was gone for good (and that still may happen, you never can tell) but I wanted to say hello from Prague, the most beautiful city I've ever been to. That's right suckers, while you're slaving away the day at you hohum jobs, I'll be kicking it in the Golden City. Sorry, I know I shouldn't rub it in. That's not going to make me any friends. The Rev and Reg are both doing fine, for those who wanted to know. We head to Munich tomorrow, and hopefully that leg of the journey will have less complications. I'll tell you more about it when I don't have to pay for my internet connection.
. . . Also, let's here it for Grant, who never ceases to put his career before the important things in life, like keeping up a blog. Good job, buddy!
Hey everybody, I know you thought I was gone for good (and that still may happen, you never can tell) but I wanted to say hello from Prague, the most beautiful city I've ever been to. That's right suckers, while you're slaving away the day at you hohum jobs, I'll be kicking it in the Golden City. Sorry, I know I shouldn't rub it in. That's not going to make me any friends. The Rev and Reg are both doing fine, for those who wanted to know. We head to Munich tomorrow, and hopefully that leg of the journey will have less complications. I'll tell you more about it when I don't have to pay for my internet connection.
. . . Also, let's here it for Grant, who never ceases to put his career before the important things in life, like keeping up a blog. Good job, buddy!
Friday, May 13, 2005
Tel Aviv's Gravel Toothbrush
Lat night Action Pap, Gaydro and I went to the Prefuse 73 / Battles / Beans show and let me tell you, it was intensity in ten cities. Without a doubt, it was one of the best shows I've ever been to. Beans was tight, sporting a flow whose quickness should make Twista just get out of the game. Battles were just sick. I had only barely heard of them before this (Action Pap had mentioned them a time or two) so they came as a complete surprise. They played a brand of funk infused post-rock (that's the best I can do to pin them down as they elude genre classification) with such conviction and, some might even say, gusto that you couldn't help but be amazed. But for me, Prefuse stole the show, no small feat considering the acts he had to follow. I had never seen him live before so I didn't know what to expect. I never would've guessed he'd be rocking a live band, complete with a bassist, a drummer (two if you include when he was on the skins) and two guys (as well as Prefuse) working the turntables, samplers and keys. For the record, there are few things as incredible as watching a drummer play along with glitch tracks and do it well. They played everything I wanted to hear and more. They played almost all of One Word Extinguisher, which is awesome since it's one of my top ten favorite albums of all time, and a lot of cuts off of Extinguished Outtakes. It was almost too much. If these guys (either Prefuse or Battles) roll through your town some time soon, you have to go see them. They will blow you away. Trust me.
Lat night Action Pap, Gaydro and I went to the Prefuse 73 / Battles / Beans show and let me tell you, it was intensity in ten cities. Without a doubt, it was one of the best shows I've ever been to. Beans was tight, sporting a flow whose quickness should make Twista just get out of the game. Battles were just sick. I had only barely heard of them before this (Action Pap had mentioned them a time or two) so they came as a complete surprise. They played a brand of funk infused post-rock (that's the best I can do to pin them down as they elude genre classification) with such conviction and, some might even say, gusto that you couldn't help but be amazed. But for me, Prefuse stole the show, no small feat considering the acts he had to follow. I had never seen him live before so I didn't know what to expect. I never would've guessed he'd be rocking a live band, complete with a bassist, a drummer (two if you include when he was on the skins) and two guys (as well as Prefuse) working the turntables, samplers and keys. For the record, there are few things as incredible as watching a drummer play along with glitch tracks and do it well. They played everything I wanted to hear and more. They played almost all of One Word Extinguisher, which is awesome since it's one of my top ten favorite albums of all time, and a lot of cuts off of Extinguished Outtakes. It was almost too much. If these guys (either Prefuse or Battles) roll through your town some time soon, you have to go see them. They will blow you away. Trust me.
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