Most days I’d rather peruse Etsy than do anything that’s expected of me.
Toro y Moi: You Hid (organic version).
Most days I’d rather peruse Etsy than do anything that’s expected of me.
Toro y Moi: You Hid (organic version).
Man, what a crazy weekend! I’ve been doing MAD work!
Saturday we spent all day moving furniture,
going to Ikea/Home Depot
& dealing with UHauls,
which if you’ve ever had to deal with them, can be seriously annoying,
especially when you live on a hill that rivals San Fran.
& yesterday I shot a short film while
Dudefriend + Max painted the kitchen!!!
I’ll have to give you guys like a video tour of the pad like T&tT Cribs style when I’m done because I’m not gonna lie, it’s pretty regal. Like we got mad rich colors in the kitchen (obvi) & in the living room but our bedroom is like a tropical dojo cause that’s how I like to chill.
Today over at Friendship Bracelet, I requested some sweet world summer jam from some Greek bro from this Greek flick. I really love it and I hope it makes you smile as much as it makes me smile!
Check it out right huuuurrrr:
Sesame Street Bandaids
Request Column, #0003
& listen in today at wmua.org/listen, 5:30pm EST
for my requests from this week & last week + other awesome jams!
This one time I interned as a blogger for this upcoming Hip Hop label. I really sucked at writing about Hip Hop but I did get to work with this awesome bro, John Clement Bollozos. After we all peaced out on the label, John & his badass sistah Kat started Clement & Co. and apparently started producing music vids? I knew John had mad cam’ skillz and you may or may not have seen this amazing video they made focused on the genius of yours truly, but this video (directed by Bollozos & pal John Henry Baliton) is down right brillz. It also helps the song is straight bombcommmzzz.
Grab Paris Jones’ “Winter” jam on this sick mixtape, J.A.P.A.N. To Paris
& you can grab this mixtape too, while you’re at it.

OH DAMN. JK!
MY POST IS UP THIS WEEK!
THUMBS UP 4 SURE!
CHECK IT OUT AT FBUS!
Check out last week’s request (& my first ever!)
right here, like click click dawwwggg.
So, as my Twitter followers are aware, every Monday afternoon I call in/DM/gChat my homie Ian of Friendship Bracelet a request for his radio show, Sesame Street Bandaids. Apparently I proved myself to be more than an egocentric entity amongst the music community with my requests and he invited me to contribute weekly to Friendship Bracelet. Now every Monday I will have a post about my request & why I picked it, which is very exciting to me and I am so thankful for this wonderful opportunity to show off my skillz. Please support Friendship Bracelet and check this shit out so I can continue contributing because it makes me feel mad spesh + I request good stuff so you won’t be disappointed unless you have shit for taste, in which case, I’m sorry.
CHECK OUT MY FIRST POST HERE.
TUNE IN TO SESAME STREET BANDAIDS, 5:30-8PM EST HERE.
I want to take a minute and talk about how ridiculously disappointed I am with the new Wavves single- just like EVERYBODY ELSE.
Wavves is not by any means one of my favorite bands but last year, I was genuinely looking forward to a new Wavves album. It was probably the one I was anticipating the most, mainly because “Mickey Mouse” may or may not have been my favorite song last year. Definitely in the top five. I fucking LOVED/LOVE that song and I thought it held so much promise for Nathan Williams & company’s next full length. I’m sure there is a great idiom I could use here, something along the lines of “don’t hook a star to a random single on a blog” or “don’t think because someone produced ‘Weed Demon’ that they aren’t going to morph into Tom DeLonge in a year” or “don’t trust soda companies to put out good music” but I can’t really think of any.
The only thing this really brings to mind is that one time when I was fifteen or sixteen and I was so fucking furious at Saves The Day’s Stay What You Are when it was released. I’d been jerking off to Through Being Cool for the better part of the freshly turned millennium, using it as the catalyst to learn to play bass- mostly so I could get on stage and eventually tell the four “Nick”s I had been crushed by in those gel-pen fueled years that I was gonna stick some needles in their faces. I WAS NOT FOOLIN’!
I wrote a heated letter to the band, chastising them for producing such a fucking hypocritical album, which was the exact opposite of what they were in my opinion. “You SHOULD have stayed what you were, I don’t know who you are anymore,” I wrote over & over until my handwriting looked perfect. I was wearing a green Get-Up Kids shirt and I walked out to the mailbox and I put my letter out for the post.
Right now, I can’t relate to the anger or passion I felt; Wavves is no Saves The Day nor am the world’s largest tangled ball of hormonal yarn nor do I have the time or energy to put towards a band like I did back in those care free days of homework and household chores. But I can relate to the awful disappointment I felt after I walked back in from the yard and played the album again, over and over, wondering WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?
I’m hoping Wavves’ album proves to be the antithesis of this single. I’m hoping this is just that one song they had to make for Mountain Dew to jizz cash all over their chests. I’m hoping that this is a fluke and Nathan Williams is not going to burn out and only be known for his TwitPics with Bethany for the rest of his life and remembered for that “one good year on the blogs”. But right now, all I can think of is something my grandfather told me:
“Hope in one hand & shit in the other. See which one fills up first.”
Once upon a time,
a couple weeks ago,
I was drunk at Origami Vinyl‘s Record Club when I remembered that when I was drunk with the Underwater Peoples‘, er, people they were encouraging me to curate some shit and at the time I was like LOL but then, in the low light of El Prado, shootin’ the shit with my homies Neil & Sean, I decided that yes, with the great musicians I love and have been fortunate enough to befriend, I should curate some shows & Origami should help me out.
Luckily, they actually took me seriously & now I very excitedly give you this:
This show will be a mega pre-party for
Real Estate & Kurt Vile at the Echoplex!
I’m planning on making some party punch & having a very lovely late afternoon with some of my favorite musicians, their incredible fan base & hopefully some of my favorite friends & readers alike.
So, PLEASE COME!
Tuesday, June 15th at 5pm
at Origami Vinyl in Echo Park!
If you are unfamiliar with
Alex Bleeker (leader of The Freaks, bassist for Real Estate)
or Julian Lynch (ethnomusicology prodigy),
I suggest you GET REAL, first off,
& secondly, check them out!
You can find many of their tracks available for download on the myriad of music blogs, many of which you can find links to right here on this here website!
Just right there, to the right! Yeah!
But you can also check out their MySpaces
(cause bands are still the only ones who are allowed to respectfully use them):
Alex Bleeker & The Freaks
Julian Lynch
Both have albums currently out & I suggest you get them (at my show).
That’s what smart/cool people would do, I’m pretty sure.
I will also be giving out FREE AUTOGRAPHS THIS ONE TIME,
so don’t fuck it up.
LOL I’m jkjkjk!
But seriously.
I am very honored to have these two incredibly talented gents, who I personally have admired for sometime now, as my first guests and I hope that you can come out and support their tour of the West Coast.
I’m sure for the next two weeks I will be endlessly thanking Alex, Julian, Sean & Neil and Underwater Peoples but just to start it off, mad thanks to Alex, Julian, Sean & Neil and Underwater Peoples for giving me the chance to showcase some of my favorite music at one of my favorite spots & thank you in advance to the masses of people who are going to come.
Means a lot to me + my future empire.
So, first of all, this was a failed experiment in terms of how responsive my Twitter followers & friends are to the word ‘discuss’ in capital letters.
I’m going to assume the following things:
1. People are working
(lol yahhhh riiiight)
2. People haven’t illegally downloaded the Ariel Pink album in question
(dude, don’t give me that high & mighty righteous nonsense like you ain’t following Leak Tweet. I buy albums, I go to shows, I support musicians. I’m just impatient so wipe that face off your head BITCH)
3. You are not familiar enough with Strawberry Alarm Clock
(um, there is nothing to say here except GET WITH THE PROGRAM)
So, now I just get to discuss this by myself,
on my blog
per usual.
Okay, so the song in particular that reminds me the most of Strawberry Alarm Clock is this song called “Bright Lit Blue Skies” off Ariel’s new album Before Today. I guess, out of my minimalistic take on Strawberry Alarm Clock’s collection, it reminds me if “The World’s On Fire” and “Hummin’ Happy” had a one night stand in the bathroom of an Echo Park co-op, then left the little bastard melody in the mecca of hip Los Angeles to grow up alone with dusty drum upbeats & fuzzy vocals.
Please keep in mind the only authority I have on this matter
is that I own the albums & a pair of ears.
Please keep in mind I tried to fit this into 140 characters
& it looked like this:
Which I couldn’t very well post & still respect myself.
Although posting pictures of myself
drinking whiskey & Pellegrino
is still totally classy.
Originally published by The Land Salmon, RIP.
Back in May, I went to the Viper Room to see a friend’s band. They were opening for this gig called Saint Motel. I’d never heard them and wasn’t even necessarily going to stay for their set. But I ordered another Cuba Libre and posted up at the bar. Within fifteen minutes, I was about ready to rip off someone’s pants.
See, if Eddie Haskell had a band, it’d be Saint Motel. With the manners of choirboys and faces fit for Tiger Beat, they side swipe you with an insurgence of sexual prowess, quick quips and good ole’ rock and roll. Their music is fun indie rock with an incredible kick to the libido. They bring back that excitement of seeing a band live. They extenuate their sound with so much personality. From their pelvises moving like it’s 1953 in Graceland to their deer head décor, the music is an entire life force in and of itself. There is nothing better than buying a record you know the musicians love playing as much as you love listening. And there is nothing more dangerous than wisecracking seductive music makers that could be mistaken for teachers’ pets.
If all the contagious riffs and adorable bravado don’t make you think they’re some of the most savage musicians in town, maybe the fact they’re multi-talented will. Saint Motel was birthed at Chapman Film School, one of the top film programs in the country at a university that also housed acts like Collin Hanks and supposedly, Jodie Sweetin. So, not only are they pumping out provocative tunes but producing collections of comedic shorts. Basically, there is no escaping. They are going to charm their way into your life by any means necessary- audibly, visually or God knows how. They’re sneaky. They wouldn’t even give me their ages let alone their more devious plans to take over the world with online cat montages.
I know what you’re thinking: who are these multi-faceted, carnal creatures of LA’s indie scene? Well, first we have our film school founders: AJ Jackson, Jr (vocals, guitar) and Aaron Sharp (guitar, vocals). Then came Dak (bass) who they picked up at a sushi joint and G.S. Erwin who “approached us at a concert and said he was the right man for us.” They’ve been Saint Motel for a year now (after a stint in a band named Turkish Rocket) and released a limited EP while scoring gigs at South by South West and residencies in LA.
After a couple failed attempts to conduct a professional interview at a twenty-four hour diner and a strange, possibly French bar, we ended up classily picking up beer and sitting around my living room. I tried to pry some answers out of the alluringly ambiguous men and cleared up some misconceptions while they stuffed my dog down their shirts.
Interview after the jump.
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Originally published by The Land Salmon, RIP.
It’s a freshly fall night, the tail end of September, as the line starts to extend down the block outside The Echo in Los Angeles. There’s a buzz along the wall as patrons turn into fans- strangers talking to one another about new EP’s and constant whines wondering why we haven’t been let inside. Finally, a man predictably dressed in black opens the door and begins slapping wristbands on. The club is empty but before I even get my beer, the floor is filled.
I was busy peeling the labels off my Stella Artois when the crowd started cheering. I made my way to the front as four young men took the stage. They were all smiles and laughs behind their mops of hair, strapping on their instruments. A modest smile creeps up on the singer’s face as he approaches the mic to announce that Voxhaul Broadcast is ready to go. He barely finishes his sentence before the guitars start up. David Dennis takes a breath and begins wailing, the crowd reacting simultaneously, dancing and singing along with him.
Voxhaul Broadcast does have a way of getting everyone’s toes tapping. The crowd eats up their happy-go-lucky psychedelic melodies with their funk fusions like a stoner dives into a bowl of peanut butter Capt’n Crunch. The native Orange County quartet of David Dennis (guitar/vocals), Phil Munsey (bass), Tony Aguilar (guitar) and Kurt Allen (drums) first came to be in 2004 as Blvd. Since their humble high school beginnings in San Clemente, the group has continuously revolutionized their own music. With each passing year, you can hear new sounds infiltrating their already stellar musical styling. From folk to funk and soul to kazoos, they’re bringing it all to you in one terribly talented and absolutely adorable package.
I doubt half of the crowd knows of the turbulent and triumphant past year the boys of Voxhaul Broadcast have had. First, they released their second EP, Shanty Town, in late 2006 as Blvd. Early 2007 brought a lawsuit over the name and Voxhaul Broadcast took effect, which confused many fans. “Well,” David Dennis starts, “it was kind of funny the way that name came about. We had a bunch of prospective names and one was Foxhole Broadcast. They didn’t like it so jokingly I said, ‘What about Voxhaul Broadcast?’ Our manager liked it because there’s a car called a Vauxhall. It’s not an anagram or anything, just an accident.” Under their new name they released their third EP, Rotten Apples, and began vigorously touring the west coast. Their touring continues throughout the year with a major city tour starting mid-October, which includes a spot at the CMJ Fader Party in New York. They also begin their residency at the Echo in February.
The show goes over without a hitch and the crowd (including myself) was enthralled with the performance. Energetic, vivacious and more than talented, Voxhaul never ceases to satisfy their fans’ practically insatiable appetite for good hearted tunes to shake their silly hipster asses to. I was lucky enough to squeeze some time in with David Dennis. He’s the quiet type you’re not sure what to expect from. But the interview was as enjoyable as his performance; he has a great sense of humor keeping me entertained with his collection of cartoon-esque voices. He gave me the scoop on where Blvd. came from, where Voxhaul is going, some thoughts on the almighty Beatles and that hey, he’s lived off Top Ramen too.
Interview with David Dennis after the jump.
Yep.
I did it.
I made my Lisa Frank inspired mix
& it is
THE FIRST EVER MIX
FROM TANGENTS & THE TIMES.
& I mean, I know I’m pretty full of myself on the reg’ but I’m not going to lie, I’m pretty proud of this. I know it’s not like Mondo Boys caliber but whatever. I’m just a girl with a blog that’s not about music that loves music and stumbled around on GarageBand for a couple hours. I’m not saying it’s TIMELESS ART but I am saying it’s pretty damn adorable. It’s single-handedly the girliest thing I’ve ever produced.
Please love it & share it with everyone.
& don’t forget to snag my outstanding cover art!
& there you have it, Ian!!!
Now you see I am not a chicken
& actually a Crayola Box Tiger
with nerves of steel
& the taste of a semi-cultured grade schooler.
Track listing after the jump…
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I haven’t written about music in awhile but considering the fact blogging about them last year brought me personal, intrinsic infamy, I think this is a good time to address that…
Today is the release of WHY?’s new album, Eskimo Snow !

WHY's Eskimo Snow
Eskimo Snow, if you haven’t grabbed it yet, is a really beautiful album. It definitely continues down the path of departure from the group’s hip-hop roots, yet doesn’t fail to fulfill the hopes one has of Wolf & Company’s work: skillfully arranged, musically masterful, full of unequivocal lyrical truths of life.
& that’s what drew me to WHY? in the first place.
The “unequivocal lyrical truths of life”.
There is something about Yoni’s wordsmithery that makes you feel like you’re there with him. That it’s real life, not someone trying to sing a song as much as they are trying to tell you the way that it is. It plays honestly which lends itself to a sense of vulnerability with its culpability.
Honesty.
Vulnerability.
Culpability.
All things people hide from on a regular basis. People can’t even be honest with themselves most the time, they run from any possible exposure of raw emotion and barely ever turn their pointing fingers back at themselves.
These rarities that are encapsulated and embraced in WHY?’s music are a refuge I have gone to many times and am pleased to say that based upon my expectations (which are more often than not placed too high), Eskimo Snow delivers and I urge you all to purchase it.
Unless you’re going to be super pissed about how they’re not so hip-hoppy, which I understand but even then you should stop being an asshole and get the fucking album.
And those are the thoughts from the out of work music journalist I used to be before I was a self absorbed blogger with a penchant for make shift flasks.
Now, to promote the album, WHY? has a series of amazing videos for your enjoyment which if you haven’t seen yet, you totally live under a rock.
Or you just aren’t on the internet eight hours a day like some of us.
Here are the first three episodes for you:
Check out the rest of the series at Anticon’s Vimeo page.
LOS ANGELES:
Check out WHY? at the Echoplex on October 20th!
It’s mid August.
It’s about time I declared my Jam de la Jam ’09.
As you might recall, the previous year winners…
’06: Jens Lekman’s “Sweet Summer’s Night On Hammer Hill”.
’07: The Roots’ “The Seed 2.0″.
’08: Ariel Pink’s “Life In LA”.
Now, Two Thousand & Nine has not been an easy decision.
There was Wavves’ “Mickey Mouse” that I was pretty obsessed with as well as Toro y Moi’s “109″. Best Coast also put out two amazing mp3s into the blogosphere and consequently, into my heart. But there was one song, one song in particular that to this particular year meant particularly more and combined my love of lo-fi indie pop with the spirit of the California summers I have lived my whole life for and the hope of a nation…
& with that, I give you
The Summer Jam de la Jam, Two Thousand & Nine.

OBAAAMMMAAA I WANNA GO SURFINGGG!
This song just makes me want to have a dance party on the beach, like the good ol’ days.
Unfortunately, there is too much sex on TV and too many cell phones for this to be possible.
At any rate, download The Drums’ “Let’s Go Surfing”.
For more on the Drums, click here, kthnx. <3