Thing one: I missed Jenny Lewis and the Watson Twins at the Parish last night. I meant to set up an interview. I never did. I meant to get on the list. I never did. I was too busy with SXSW and then in NYC and then too tired from the trip. I kind of feel like a tool. Then again, I'm kind of glad I stayed in last night -- I'm really tired, work is kind of stressful these days. I may write more on this whole incident later.
Thing two: Pinkie and I totally need to guest-star in the inevitable Law and Order ripped-from-the-headlines adaptaion of this news item, as the sassy out-of-town music bloggers who attend four underground dance parties in one night and hold an important clue but don't realize it! I would prefer to be questioned by Belzer, please -- and cross-examined by B.D Wong, if possible. I guess that makes this an SVU episode, huh? Obvs, it needs to involve the grisly, possibly drug or prostitiution-ring related murder of a sweet Parsons student who likes to go to shows at the Bowery and shops at Etherea. Or something like that.
The Walkmen -- Little House Of Savages
Oh! Item 2.5: I'm doing some serious thinking about how the best mashup is a queer mashup. Discuss?
Last one, I swear. Item 2.75: The Indietits on Pavement Hack Bands. (Via the always charming 5500.) Glad we're not the only people who think this way -- and of course, the tits would agree with us. (Also, it's great when the tufted titmice (mouses?) mock Cedric & Omar -- just like me & Pinkie do! Har.)