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03/03/06 COMING UP I WAS CONFUSED MY MOMS PETTING A RHINO
I’m expecting big numbers today on account of the Crimson Arts ad so the pressure is kind of on. Luckily the world hasn’t let me down: first big news I see of the day is that a) Iggy and the Stooges are reforming and b) they’re recording a new album with Steve Albini. People out in the streets (people who post on message boards) are saying this might be the “Godfather 3 of Stooges albums.” Others are saying Back to the Future 3, still others thinking more along the lines of Spiderman 3. This will be the fourth studio album for the Stooges, so you know right off the bat that all those people are wrong.
Here’s a list of things that might happen in music this weekend:
--Strokes tickets for the April 24th Boston show will go on sale today at 12pm.
--Freefall’s parents might come (unconfirmed)
--Freefall’s parents haven’t met before but speculative reports (people who post on message boards) suggest that they are planning a jam session (in the stacks!!)
--A party at the Coop… expect a lot of dudes who play in bands to be there, same w/ tonight’s Story Street thing
--Someone somewhere (here?) will wear a Blanks shirt at some point
--Major Major
Hello to newcomers, read the back issues and come back every day from now on. That’s how often I check the site at least, and I’m definitely a guy who is up there i/t/o facebook hit counts, teardrops, etc.
-LN
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02.28.06 ZOO NOW WITH MORE CURRENT EVENTS
This is not a joke so please stop smiling etc.
Now a song.
The Mountain Goats - Fall of the Star High School Running Back
-LN
02.26.06 THE EARLIEST TIME EVER?
When it's 8:09 on a Sunday morning and you're already blogging, you have to wonder: am I the first person to blog today?
Seriously though, it's going to be a big day, so I thought I'd post a quick top 10 list of morning albums. These are albums that are good for listening to in the morning, in no actrual order (these are some albums I can think of right now):
1. New Pornographers - Mass Romantic 2. Young Jeezy - Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101 3. The Strokes - Is This It 4. The Cars - S/T 5. Shins - Oh, Inverted World 6. Buck-O-Nine - Twenty Eight Teeth 7. Less Than Jake - Losing Streak 8. Catch 22 - Keasbey Nights 9. MU330 - Crab Rangoon 10. Slapstick - S/T
OK, OK, I'll say it first: half of the albums on this list are ska revival albums. But that's good music!
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02.25.06 WELCOME TO THE FUTURE.
I got inspired to return to Zoo just now because of CampusTap which is a thing that lets you have free blogs (as many free blogs as you want/can carry). Since we have to stay competitive (Harvard), I ran straight for the phone booth and now I am here.
So there I was, sitting on my bed reading CampusTap and listening to the first Foo Fighters album for some reason, when I came up with a great new feature idea for the Zoo: early 90s week! I know a “week” can’t really be a feature but basically I was talking to Dolan on AIM and realized I didn’t want to waste the blood in my quill (the blood on my fingers) on just one person.
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MeghanD85: yo OneVanBeethoven: whatsup MeghanD85: nm you OneVanBeethoven: lisrtenin on some foo fighters MeghanD85: natch OneVanBeethoven: readin on some blogs MeghanD85: as yo uare wont to do OneVanBeethoven: as i will do!! OneVanBeethoven: someone’s got it twisted MeghanD83 signed off at 10:00:01 PM. So here we are! Don't try to AIM Dolan though because that's not even her real name. What will happen from now on I think is that I will make posts (regularly) about all my favorite CDs from when I was in 5th and 6th grade. Call it empty nostalgia if you want but honestly, who doesn’t miss those days? We’re talking pre-9/11, pre-sadness, post-helmet/ESL etc. The good days! The early nights. Just hanging out on swings and kicking around soccer balls during recess, walking home everyday for lunch and watching Richard Scarry.
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In conclusion, the first Foo Fighters album is obviously terrific. I remember reading somewhere that “Everlong” (which isn’t on this album, but a different one) was better than “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” It was maybe? E-mail me (AIM ME!) and tell me if you think it was.
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Favorite lyrics from the first Foo Fighters album:
"I'm called a cow/ I'm not about / to blow it now / for all the cows It’s funny how / money allows / all to browse / and be endowed / the wish is true / i fall into / places new /
the cow is you!"
One weird thing is that the Foo Fighters now have five albums under their belt.
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Tomorrow, probably Insomniac. --LN ------------------------------------ 1.14.06 SORRY 2006!
The Zoo Blog IPOD NANO EDITION ////////////a.k.a.// BAD NEWS, RAP DUDES?
Hello zookeepers and sorry for the long absence. Reading period, right? More like breeding period. Feeding period? Yes. “That's fried chicken, curry chicken / damn, I'm gettin fat! / Arroz con pollo, french fries and crepe / An appetite for destruction but I scrape the plate. I love…”
Birds, birds, birds! Or really just one and his name is Antony. Just listened to the widely lauded “I Am A Bird Now” a few days ago and it’s very pretty; a lot of tension in every word and the yearning sounds earnest. I listened to it for the first time while reading “Gender Trouble” for a paper. Learning in action, yearning in action. Burning in section.
Nevermind Antony and the Johnsons now though. Right now I’m listening to the exact opposite: Cheap Trick. And more to the point, I’m listening to it on my brand new iPod Nano, which I got from Crimson Arts Features Editor Abraham J. Riesman ’08. I wrote him a check for it and promptly entered 2006. Sam Teller ’08 got me the headphones as a Christmas present, and my grandmother gave me a giftcard to the Gap.
It feels so much better at the top than at the bottom. So much better!
But nevermind Cheap Trick. More important right now is the album “Golden Ocean” by 50 Foot Wave. This is an album that came out sometime last year, and I don’t remember where I read mention of it. All I know is that I was looking through year-end lists to find out what the hell happened in 2005, because I had only heard the Hold Steady album and Encore. Also The Best of Pink Floyd, which came out in 2004.
The band is fronted by Kristin Hersh, formerly of the Throwing Muses. I’ve never heard that band (www.allmusic.com) so I don’t know if they sounded as much like Nirvana as 50 Foot Wave. But 50 Foot Wave sound SO much like Nirvana! In the best way, with In Utero guitars and growly refrains that go “Christ, this is not smart!” “Some bones remain to be broken!” and “You know what? Shut the fuck up!” Really great record, very unapologetic and mysterious in its ability to avoid sounding dated. Unclear how they do it but it doesn’t just sound like nostalgia (see The Hold Steady, Encore).
In other music news, some nanos:
Album of the Year: Hold Steady’s Separation Sunday Single of the Year: Snoop Dogg and Justin Timberlake's “Signs” Movie of the Year: King Kong! iPod Nano of the Year: My iPod Nano that I have now
:) LN
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12.14.05 MY CAR GAME BANANAS
np: paul westerberg: boring enormous, stereo 2001
Change clothes really quick and bear with Zoo while Zoo does a thing. Hardly art, hardly garbage: instead, a real internal document from Scene magazine, apparently sent to a potential writer earlier this semester as a solicitation. Other Scenic inks here and here, and the official website here. Below, reality:
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Dear XXXXX,
Let’s cut to the chase. The reason I’m writing you is that I and the group of people I’m working with on an up-and-coming Harvard campus publication – Scene – have recognized that you – as a social, attractive and talented Harvard student – have the capacity and internal drive to help us make Scene what we hope it to be.
The Vision
Scene, as it was originally was conceived, will be a magazine that covers and focuses on Harvard campus’ society, style & living. As Harvard students, we stand in a unique position: the rest of society, as we know it, perceives us to be elite, to be the upper crust, to embody something that all people from all levels of society, holding widely varying interests and convictions hope and aspire to achieve. Frankly, we are Harvard students. We are special, at least to them.
Whether or not this is actually true, this is how the world perceives us to be, and it is something that we, as members of Scene, hope to capitalize on.
The Plan
As a person we are considering to recruit for the magazine, we would like you to take a look at the potential positions that we currently have to offer, think of new necessary positions that would benefit the magazine, and, in short, make this magazine your own. You, as someone we would like to bring into the Scene community, are someone that has the opportunity to shape and direct what is cool and popular, what people read and believe about the Harvard community, and how the rest of the outside world perceives us.
The Beginning
This being said, we request that you come to a meeting on this upcoming Saturday the 24th, this upcoming weekend at 3pm, location TBA, if you’re interested in getting in on the ground floor and being a part of something big, something unique. We urge you, at the very least, to come and find out what Scene is about before you make your ultimate decision.
However, we urgently need your help to develop the social component of the magazine – which would cover parties, people and places – what we consider to be the most popular, crucial part of the magazine. We are not looking for tremendously profound writers, or the next Hemingway. We are looking for people that are social, attractive, have the ability to get information and can put a cool spin on the stories that s/he produces.
If you’re interested in learning more about Scene and how you can get involved, RSVP to XXXXXXXX.
The Blood, Sweat and Tears
Much work has gone into putting this magazine together not only last year, but also this summer, in the present and, hopefully, in the future. Please don’t just take this lightly and tell all your friends. This is something we would like to keep somewhat confidential and private, until we think it appropriate to release the information.
The Perks
As a member of Scene, you would be invited – with your choice of guests, of course – to the launch party, which will most definitely be the place to be on that given night. In addition, you will have the opportunity to have your name, if you consent, to be printed in a publication that is looking like it will gain national coverage.
Without any hesitation, I would commit to the fact that this WILL be the coolest, most fun publication of all Harvard campus publications to work for.
Thanks for reading this, and we hope to hear from you. Again, please RSVP to find out the location, exact time of the meeting and other information you might want to receive with regards to Scene.
Our best,
Co-Founders
Christos Kaplanis Zak Tanjeloff Adam Sternthal Steven Duque
Emily Washkowitz Rebecca Kaden Josh Kushner Anna Kohanski 12.12.05 I LOVE YOU MORE THAN BEING SEVENTEEN
now playing: silver jews: room games and diamond rain, bright flight 2001
I’m being told it’s time to get serious, to really blog hard and strong about some arts (some music). Executive orders say no more Freefall talk for now, but between you and me, if an interview with Kevin “Hoobastank” Bombino and Samuel “2005” Lissner doesn’t make its way onto these pages before the semester is out, then I’ll hand in my license and tell some secrets.
That said, I want to turn to Pub Night, as promised. I couldn’t actually liveblog the event from Loker as I said I would (no pencil), but here are some memories. The Blanks came on a little before midnight, braving shitty sound and shittier weather to play their first Harvard show of the year. This was a big night—the band’s first live appearance since the completion of their debut EP “Infinite Lives,” the culmination of three years’ work and a lot of false starts. The record is fantastic, esp. M.A.D., Lone Wolf Soccer Mom, and Pouncer. Early versions available here. A finished version of the hit here.
A few years ago for my first-ever Crimson story I wrote an Arts cover about the Blanks and referred to them as “emo-punk upstarts.” Lead singer Matt Boch refused to talk to me for literally hours. We are okay now. I’ve admitted to being wrong, and apologized to him by breaking up the Dramadairy and teaching him the riff to “Come As You Are," which he'd been struggling with.
Anyway, you’d think I’d have learned my lesson by now, but I haven’t, so I’m going to go ahead and declare: the Blanks play a variant of dance-punk, which is a genre that was made up two years ago by a guy from Chicago who was tired of his friends standing still when he took them to see Wilco. First wave, if I remember right, was made up of bands like the Rapture, Liars, !!! and LCD Soundsystem. They had heavy bass lines, their drums were anthemic, and the vocals were usually dissonant in the same way their late 70s/early 80s influences in post-punk and new-wave tried to be.
Basically, white college kids wanted to party hard post 9/11, and everyone tried really hard to swallow the anxiety, pull in the belts and shake publicly with conviction. There was nothing too ugly or sinister about it in retrospect but a lot of people got uncomfortable and eventually everyone was forced to admit that Wilco was better absorbed in an armchair. Now Franz Ferdinand is really popular, so you might say everything turned out okay.
The Blanks proudly take inspiration from Gang of Four and New Order and the Rapture and Les Savy Fav… they want to move you a little bit but they play knowing you probably won’t let them do it. Their songs are anthemic and claustrophobic, their beats precise, and if anyone ever managed to get the sound right when they played live, their shows would really sound like dance parties. Perhaps most importantly the Blanks have avoided all the gross pretensions their competitors have fallen to, and when they play, they don’t try to look too comfortable or liberated or funky or whateverthefuck… they don’t make you feel guilty or embarrassed and they are okay being who they are. Sincerity is a HARD RACKET TO PULL OFF! Maybe the hardest.
I remember seeing Thunderbirds Are Now! in New York back in August, and although I’m sure the people in the band are perfectly nice (the Blanks played with them at Tufts a few weeks ago, they swear it is so), but goddam if they weren’t the vilest creatures I’ve ever seen in performance. They’ve apparently taken top honors for hottest dance punk band of the year, and in terms of fitting the template, you can’t really find a cleaner fit. I remember their keyboardist, in particular, was an offensive sight, his disgusting Keannu Reaves face flashing white whenever his stupid hair wasn’t in the way, his arms flailing because he was just so into it. Dude was doing jumping jacks, licking his finger before he hit every note. Marched around the stage when he didn’t have a part to play and gnashed his teeth because he wanted to really bit into the passion. The music, you know, just so deep in his bones, the image of celebration so crystal clear in his mind… he knew exactly what a party should look like and he was gonna act it out with gusto and an attitude.
The indie kids were dancing indeed and he wanted to show them how it was done-- swinging, flailing, thrashing, moving his cute little pelvis. Saying “thank you” after every song as if he were the lead singer, which would be worse maybe if the actual lead singer wasn’t almost as repulsive. “This is a new jam,” I remember the fat little troll saying at one point, eyes gleaming behind his black glasses and his lips pinched into what could have been considered a smile, “Actually I lied. This is an old jam.” Pushed the glasses up demonstratively and lunged out into the crowd as if to say “y’all know what time it is! time to push the glasses up!”
Blanks avoid all such mistakes. They play, they move, they smile, they say little. Their songs are compelling, their demeanors calm and genuinely passionate. They’re not showy, and they’re not trying too hard. Thunderbirds Are Now! could take a cue, even though the world-at-large seems to think they’ve got a winning formula on their hands as it is. Because, you know, this is their band—their moment, their movement, their dance moves.
The Rapture as Nirvana, the Killers as… Collective Soul? The Thunderbirds as something quite a bit more evil. Les Savy Fav, who were headlining that night in New York, as the drunken uncle who used to have his shit together. That night it was all Prince and the NPG jokes—confetti and tampon gags. A trainwreck, a comedy troupe—a band that couldn’t let a minute going by without cracking a joke or flashing a hilarious nipple. I remember Thunderbirds are Now twirling at stage right and literally taking pictures of each other with their camera phones.
Somewhere, someone was apologizing and somewhere else someone was being themselves. It was probably the Blanks, working on their record and watching the “revolution” they fit into so perfectly pass by. Thank God they didn’t make it out in time—who knows what the monsters might have made of them.
The Blanks play again this Thursday night with Linus and So Long Princess at the Cage in the basement of Quincy.
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12.03.05
WE SPENT THE NIGHT LAST NIGHT IN BEVERLY HILLS; WE GOT KILLED
You can get a Freefall ringtone now. Call me.
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12.01.05
REAL NAME, NO GIMMICKS
Hi, boxies. This is the Zoo blog. Links are flashing, Technorati is basically exploding and Paul Wall is seeing stars. A fresh modern step for Crimson Arts and basically a revolution for music, the Zoo will be a place to read about local artists, concerts, and the band Freefall. Updates will come a few times a week, and sometimes there will be free music to listen to. Most of it will be by the band Freefall. The rest will be pretty good too, and I'll try and keep it legal.
As for me: my name is Leon Neyfakh, and I am an associate editor at Fifteen Minutes. I blog constantly (sometimes), and I listen to music on my way to classes (parties). I have a Sidekick (to stay connected), and my iTunes name is ShyTunes (I am shy).
Anyway, everything listed to the right is really good, especially the B-more house site at the bottom where you can literally listen to B-more house music forever. Be careful with the DJ Benzi site because although most of his links go to amazing mashups and pictures of shoes, he usually leads with celeb photos and those aren't work-safe.
That's all for now. In short, welcome to the Zoo.
See you all at Pub Night-- I'll be liveblogging that shit from an iBook.
--Leon Neyfakh
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