'i always dream about a unified scene. there's james king and king james and james dean. at a table in the corner of my unified scene.'
Woah, I don't read the NYT Magazine
one week, and I totally miss the article about MisShapes
? Well, oops. And was it really the 10th time a Times property namechecked MisShapes this year
? That's gotta be some record in ultra-overblown-exposure, maybe. Except the MisShapesians don't really seem to give a fuck about anyone's opinion of them, so they remain strangely flameproof, bulletproof, NYT
-coverage-uncoolnessproof. Anyway, heartening to know those pretty, lanky, dyed-black djs don't get paid for their residency either. Ha! Then again, as long as you keep us in cokes, we'll dj for you. Unless it's a campari-and-soda night. Then, we'll dj for uh, campari-and-sodas.
Anyway, who really cares if the kids of MisShapes
DO, however, get paid by evil giant corporations to dj pricey parties? (How cute! They incorprated!) Gotta make bread somewhere besides at one's flimsy day job. One's nasty vintage vinyl habit can get expensive, kids. Ask us how! (Though, yeah, djing for a Tory Burch fete? A little ill-advised.
)Pulp -- Mis-Shapes
The Hold Steady -- Most People Are DJs
(Oh, I crack myself up! YOU'RE WELCOME, ANTI-SCENESTERS, HATERS, ETC. For the record, I will be cranky and complain that The Hold Steady's gone stale; Boys and Girls in America
is the biggest disappointment of the year. Oh well, it happens.)
Sorry for the re-runs, I'm still computer-less...