tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58175231277717607342024-02-07T16:59:03.778-08:00TEENAGE FOREVER MAGAZINEWE'LL NEVER GROW UPYOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-69561440466410476772010-06-06T06:19:00.000-07:002010-06-06T06:47:45.422-07:00Trier/Luxembourg<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxs5MQ1-7QwjAiRyyc8R_yFMnpjuqFLXRRFqLLtd1e49Vnz0ed--kqh1JEBY2ekWOwro02tyaf8MDh7uYDMrw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />So, I am finally feeling a bit fatigued from this tour (or should I say already?). I just have to get past the weird jet lag induced sleeping pattern of sleeping for four hours and then waking up and then going back to sleep again. I probably also spent too much time walking in the sun yesterday.<br /><br />Yesterday was funny in that I walked around Trier with Sabine for 2 hours trying to find her something healthy to eat. This took forever because she didn't want bread, which is everywhere. In fact, I believe we were on what translated to "Bread Street". It was so hot out, it felt almost like the time when I was watching Kraftwerk at Coachella but I was too sun cooked to stand up for most of the concert.<br /><br />We went into a few shops, and I found some nice clothes but I can't buy any clothes because there is no room in my suitcase. And I brought my best clothes to Europe, so I can't just throw them out to make room for new ones. However, I will make an exception for shoes!<br /><br />Yesterday was my first train ride. I took an hour's train from Trier, Germany to Luxembourg (the city and the country). I like the train quite a bit. It was fairly empty, so I got my own sort of booth. The booth has 6 seats with fold down food trays, and sliding doors which look like they are made of plexiglas. The train is not speedy like a metro or skytrain, so it's relaxing and you can actually see the scenery as you pass by it.<br /><br />The Europeans take a lot of the old buildings for granted, I guess because they're pretty much everywhere, but I'm in heaven looking at the old stone buildings and brick streets. It's a bit like a fairy land and it really makes me want to do mushrooms...in a safe environment like the edge of a bridge, you know?<br /><br />The show last nite was probably the worst yet, although I was just happy to have my own room and free food and drinks. I felt a bit defiant as the 20 plus people in the room either made fun of me or did not watch me. Actually, I think about 3 people actually watched me. Thank god I had a guarantee and also got along with the promoters and bartenders. Even the boys from Cold Wisdom (the Joy Division-esque French band who opened) did not talk to me much. After I played, I went up to my apartment above the venue and watched Australia's Next Top Model and RE:Brand on Youtube. The show on Friday with Xiu Xiu was awesome though. I sold a bunch of 7 inches and cds and met this girl who invited me to her mom's countryside home to play piano. Not the kind of thing I agree to every day, but I am excited. We might make a music video on my camera. The show was really packed and I drank red wine. After, my new friends and I had a dance party to bad music on an i phone. I spat a cork at Mark, so I guess I was nearly birthday party drunk. I also tried to hit a plastic spoon off a girl's nose with a bottle cap but she chickened out.<br /><br />Oh yeah, the videos I posted are of Adi (from Germany) spoon feeding Mark (also from Germany). They are hilarious and I will miss hanging out with them. That same night, I met a guy Pascal who said "Ich bin Fleetwood Mac". He's read two biographies on Fleetwood Mac and thinks that Rumours is the best album EVER. I told him that Roxy Music's first album actually is and things got intense. Another funny thing he said was "What is that water shit? Have a beer." I love this tour.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyuYAiL_j-W2jNx89DGYukRUtzNUW7vxO1F0v2IEzvD-sfxS1WXsdEdLaEKNenD6WHN-CO89BwKSjG23d4-' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-1567095237623957142010-06-03T23:12:00.000-07:002010-06-03T23:22:42.595-07:00Frankfurt!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJBH8WDispNAPZdnfB2IzSO5fBV7BYSywcPb14yFIhYn7pP4Lz4BGgDAJt9P7-K-Q69b9KNQ4buyyIKK7nhCrZsdTbQ4mYDTKVzQuBV8B03xzDUpBqLPOkZNvMtfClcD4HQm-Y3_fY2E/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAJBH8WDispNAPZdnfB2IzSO5fBV7BYSywcPb14yFIhYn7pP4Lz4BGgDAJt9P7-K-Q69b9KNQ4buyyIKK7nhCrZsdTbQ4mYDTKVzQuBV8B03xzDUpBqLPOkZNvMtfClcD4HQm-Y3_fY2E/s320/001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478797779911160194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVdzOku0gaJOsJBs2q1hVf9oHcSFFPjJRtgfBDn31Peoef-XwdttlXgXS29ARXifPysDrz3DNbBqQFQpXIbrNWvHLSdB012npQgPJ3V9hgLBcUDUD5qkYAZ82_jvVHgWZV1-6zSBolak/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaVdzOku0gaJOsJBs2q1hVf9oHcSFFPjJRtgfBDn31Peoef-XwdttlXgXS29ARXifPysDrz3DNbBqQFQpXIbrNWvHLSdB012npQgPJ3V9hgLBcUDUD5qkYAZ82_jvVHgWZV1-6zSBolak/s320/007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478797776215716914" border="0" /></a><br />c<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRvveC9zDhOrsnR91jil022Nvt1B1Wpe2VU2U-woI9rxfiyduJx5Tf9-wp-d1IZbLzqriRqRaaBf0yCk1lYoESwyivX52KZe2zfcQHFcVfV_AKfp09_poKqYyGA8A0OStf5PidcD_WNcM/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRvveC9zDhOrsnR91jil022Nvt1B1Wpe2VU2U-woI9rxfiyduJx5Tf9-wp-d1IZbLzqriRqRaaBf0yCk1lYoESwyivX52KZe2zfcQHFcVfV_AKfp09_poKqYyGA8A0OStf5PidcD_WNcM/s320/002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478797769490606770" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjJcwtu_bwV9h4rXLPykUqAIroAeqiU5qR8p9Hs6nYNsyaeoZeZdVDr14QU09yFAK5FqTNqklF5dCKBZGw-Ykb1aD_4ekwprizRSbn4yJjO-FjZSgaheg0G5cTIyxgufPDK-0RX1kvcc/s1600/006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVjJcwtu_bwV9h4rXLPykUqAIroAeqiU5qR8p9Hs6nYNsyaeoZeZdVDr14QU09yFAK5FqTNqklF5dCKBZGw-Ykb1aD_4ekwprizRSbn4yJjO-FjZSgaheg0G5cTIyxgufPDK-0RX1kvcc/s320/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478797764389745394" border="0" /></a><br />I am on day 3 of touring Europe and it is better than I expected. Today, I am leaving Frankfurt which is a city in Germany that is cheap to fly into as well as where I had my first and second European Terror Bird shows. The old buildings and brick alleyways here definitely quench my Canadian thirst for old, ghostly architecture. There are some newer buildings seemingly popping out the top of the nicer, older ones. I just pretend they're not there. They seem to mainly be banks.<br /><br />Here, I have found a beverage similar to Strongbow called Appler. You can get it sweet (with Sprite) or sour (no idea) but I get it plain. On the subject of beverages, the beer here is 2.5 % and therefore a waste of my time. Gold tequila shots may be served with cinnamon and orange rather than salt and lime. Oh, the cultural differences.<br /><br />The photographs above are as follows:<br /><br />1) Toilet paper on which there are printed clouds (look closely). Apparently in France, the t.p. is both scented and dyed colors like pink or blue...like a baby's bedroom, if baby stuff wasn't all scent free now<br /><br />2) George and Sabine: the two awesome and very nice girls I am staying with in Frankfurt. Sabine was the promoter for the first show, plus she set up a last minute second show for me. There is another roommate named Daniel, but he had to work at a printing press.<br /><br />3) Me, loving the Smiths. Nothing new there.<br /><br />4) Me, being a cheezy tourist outside the venue. I do not intend to stop this behaviour<br /><br /><br />xoxo<br />NikkiYOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-32205256427404085252009-07-18T20:10:00.001-07:002009-07-18T20:26:41.156-07:00POMPOIR<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKTKSMC6fP2YPReo5BKu_K0l54tP1P5fZInJYb5_1FkHyXCbWDpWZ7-Ty_RGlWU4odI59DP7qBXOWL7h7esCY8qaUtCz4dd9Q2AAlSpKJJzOBjYLSa3qkBPYuFUrKwhb_2nOT9DCSDi1w/s1600-h/046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKTKSMC6fP2YPReo5BKu_K0l54tP1P5fZInJYb5_1FkHyXCbWDpWZ7-Ty_RGlWU4odI59DP7qBXOWL7h7esCY8qaUtCz4dd9Q2AAlSpKJJzOBjYLSa3qkBPYuFUrKwhb_2nOT9DCSDi1w/s400/046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360006304270995506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Zsy1HgKom_MU02GWTQCX6932rV2qDnw3-QFzQC0GPaKtc_gCpGTthDYIHzKdH2EEskM3-CYh7n6IOXjjWOwZYGUceLj-8TXnu97O9v22ANU97Z48E4lINpCQyJjNjw1ZYYcSEYe2Khg/s1600-h/043.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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We ate old school pizza together in Olympia.</span><br /></div>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-20404898276208080252009-06-23T12:15:00.000-07:002009-06-23T12:32:13.512-07:00Hard Feelings & Vapid at The Railway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDW-yxWg6sAxRlBWbhhYwXCeOAbxo-hT4GRatbN3g6HpltPXHuQcxSFaXlomzudYbzqWFdsr0bD5hw43_qXsCAjbFH03aBTJ88NbFpk5hyNl8DTbA6DCa_h4JgNqtCXWmMT4J8AFofj_M/s1600-h/026.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDW-yxWg6sAxRlBWbhhYwXCeOAbxo-hT4GRatbN3g6HpltPXHuQcxSFaXlomzudYbzqWFdsr0bD5hw43_qXsCAjbFH03aBTJ88NbFpk5hyNl8DTbA6DCa_h4JgNqtCXWmMT4J8AFofj_M/s400/026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350608068507537458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9cHbWZMSYzxD6f4R_fsiwuM_yoSMzSdgD0R2FIeMHjd4c1OSjnNXsxKoRxr3dQwg921K_EwHUI_ft2csM4fQxZ10mLcuaRjjqQcn7NY1pLE2SP4VGu_QmwQYxmyV62gHb9R2JfX1OOVM/s1600-h/023.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMtq84Y9Q-BGncVaiTdjfTuwx10DKPBJUS20u5PArQJMvSz7bW9m0JBJ5fwm2SDdZFhugvY0QsQMqfKIZoZKIVJ49iT8ujKvsfTgy0doYpW4wbW63nftEo9siFT_MU1Y7cnETC8X4k0ZY/s400/006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350604466900332258" border="0" /></a><br />The Railway Club has the ability to make someone in their mid to late twenties feel young again. It's not just<span style="font-style: italic;"> as if</span> they weren't the oldest person at the bar- they really aren't! At the Railway Club, you are surrounded by people in their fourties who still really like to get drunk. Not only is there a place for you to go if you carry your love of booze onto your next decade, but you are <span style="font-style: italic;">looking good</span>! Men will tell you they like your style! Wow-a breath of expensive beer laden air!<br /><br />But the Railway is not all fun and games. Despite their reputation for paying the bands well, they do not offer any free drinks for bands. If you want to buy your own drink, you get $1 off. I can't figure out if that is the reason The Railway is not fun for me. Hardly anyone ever stands up to watch bands there. Hard Feelings and Vapid especially saved the night that I played at the Railway. Vapid can turn hard boiled eggs into a feta cheese omelette.YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-10813856013420797312009-06-22T10:19:00.000-07:002009-06-22T11:06:05.440-07:00Dozal Brothers at The Astoria<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7Rozvh28ji6QdKoSowFlcBVFiOhkOZ644ETgS99w4ScBghhfHdZPgsN68-gAAMcpjMQhNoKODz3W1p4Xcvvs8OBPujPKnIfNVV0V0vTu7sdTqPKfqiTA9B6LguAOkSztB1cIDfx3UXU/s1600-h/075.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7Rozvh28ji6QdKoSowFlcBVFiOhkOZ644ETgS99w4ScBghhfHdZPgsN68-gAAMcpjMQhNoKODz3W1p4Xcvvs8OBPujPKnIfNVV0V0vTu7sdTqPKfqiTA9B6LguAOkSztB1cIDfx3UXU/s400/075.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350210138304975010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_0ijv2jTlZZD5WrxM8kNKh_fqJhcvMlQMWQo0yt_tmmRYUyqUDsR2ynJckb_h7f1ebSK_pv7_0HQiJqzrLtOsmfKrVtW0WlXYUG1NRLbZlDfJNWfgEEjWmTExdvk-Fx1Z5DmTGFghOo/s1600-h/076.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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The venue shut down in late December after numerous break-ins (one on Christmas Eve) made the place unrentable for the bands that practiced there. Justin, who was the leader of the Emergency Room put out a record of some of the bands that practiced there. Lots of people got ER tattoos. 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I'll admit that I have lost most of the ambition which has, in the past allowed me to conduct interviews with bands. That zestful curiousity has been replaced by long bicycle rides to work and a bag of chips. These two things combined can make you awfully lazy in the writing (and every day life) department. Don't get me wrong, I have plenty of spare time! It's just...well I just started watching "Peep Show" a few days ago and I'm already behind on my Perez.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Is this what becomes of a woman when she takes a semester off school? Does her mind rot this fast? I decided to take the summer off to save money, so that I wouldn't have to work very much while taking courses. Plus, there were no good online courses that I could do on tour. This is where it all started...mind-rotting, mind-rotting tour. I was going to interview a band in every city. My tour diary was going to be great, or at least less gossipy so that I could post it online. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The most productive things I have done since Spring semester ended are:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Reading paperbacks. I am not so sure I like Henry Miller but both "My Year of Meats" and "Bastard Out of Carolina" made me cry. Slaughtered cows and step-daughter sexual abuse, respectively. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Wrote a new Modern Creatures song. Except for it just sounds like a Devo song and I'm hoping no-one will notice or agree. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Going to a lot of shows? Drinking too much? Saying inappropriate things?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Family time. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Memorizing Lindsey Lohan's every move and outfit. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">-Taxes because I needed the money. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I have a new routine: </span>I get up sometime between 9am and 1pm if it's a week-day. Then I go on the computer, eat, and try to write music. I cannot write lyrics anymore. The last song I wrote was about men following women who are not prostitutes. Since I am now old, this rarely happens to me, but I've still been carrying a Swiss army knife around with me.<br /><br />Sometimes, I will pet or give food to one of the three cats I live with or read. I then ride on my bike for one hour to go work at a daycare. My bike is a bright pink mountain bike and the kids don't like me unless I'm spinning them around or holding a skipping rope for them. They always tell me to go away and try to hit me. Their games are boring anyway. Kitty/Swan Princess house? Building a fridge out of wooden blocks? Sooo yesterday. They won't even let me make cards. They build paper airplanes, but am I allowed to fold my paper into quarters? I don't think so.<br /><br />My job only lasts three hours a day, so after that, I walk home with my friend and work-mate, Rhona. We gossip about everything. Sometimes she acts like she's smarter than me, but I don't think she yet realizes that just because she's thought something in her head does not mean that I can hear it! But alas, I love my friend and will be sorry because she is going to go away to work on a cruise ship FOREVER. After our walking and talking, I might go to Rhona's place, or bike home. Then some other stuff happens, then I fall asleep. I wish I smoked cigarettes sometimes. Oh well, I have a leather jacket. Good enough.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-8287210628198160172009-06-08T13:23:00.000-07:002009-06-08T13:49:08.800-07:00TOUR DIARY - PART 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kd2SIAFbstOwgCLRPOBwC0X4BtnYcmZwWcUEJT9oxcNmlWuhzQuzooENppfuzt2SHtqPbfYdG87eeLQvH1gIO83_EbP1aozSw6W9rWZtp07Ns0tO8QQWgzk03jJkH4b9Ty_lCixnE4k/s1600-h/139.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2kd2SIAFbstOwgCLRPOBwC0X4BtnYcmZwWcUEJT9oxcNmlWuhzQuzooENppfuzt2SHtqPbfYdG87eeLQvH1gIO83_EbP1aozSw6W9rWZtp07Ns0tO8QQWgzk03jJkH4b9Ty_lCixnE4k/s400/139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345061601759950210" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfisToN6swCCsjHmJWaMyBEdrgV9I2UOuimyrXeBFdOipaGFPPQcnPm-WWXmjbK-WvUDlIz9sih9JEXGcwypGro9Ztzfl_7A90TZxQxw26dEIuoAe01L01LDe99emVewpWMm3T-JrasUk/s1600-h/265.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTqykF5-yTeus6BM2aeapEpTwYbyc26QOenu1BpwfbzolxcOBjUWZs3EW_ZcADFGOUTV-pBASd7g9Bp-C2SwK9NIC-w48GL41GmUGLkdX_cQWI5yt1yCTPWstxKP0CUcMBbRvg3V5O3Cg/s400/130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345057940644796386" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sooo, how was tour? How was tour? How was tour? Words to come later!<br /></div>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-33109050955605584392009-03-18T20:05:00.000-07:002009-03-18T20:15:27.214-07:00Making the personal for everyoneI know that I haven't been so great at doing any interviews in the past month or so. I swear that all my writing time (as well as time in general) is taken up by the four courses I am taking. Working, band practices and occasionally going out to keep my sanity takes up the rest. But, because I am going on tour this Spring with Modern Creatures, I have decided to take the summer off of school. Yup, two semesters was absolutely exhausting! Not really, but the tour along and needing to save up money to live off in Septemeber will make it kind of hard to...attend classes. This should mean more interviews.<br /><br />But, after doing an interview with my mom for my women's studies-esque political science course, I realized that I don't JUST want to do interviews with bands. Bands are really interesting to talk to, but so are people that do things other than play music. So, get yourself ready for tales from old women, bank tellers, circus freaks, etc. Also, like most people, I may feel like publicly broadcasting my personal thoughts. Luckily for you right now, I am too tired to do so because I ate dinner and being full makes me sleepy. Expect many more entries in May '09.YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-8383306404002087792009-02-17T19:34:00.000-08:002009-02-17T20:20:23.716-08:00SIAN ALICE GROUP INTERVIEW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7krhGlMFBMMEH1KouqcJzuZ-ayhR0SgS-lFEG12CLrhbz4QfoxADQd2zZ2-TrcaPK5caXDgcTAfes1tFm0RMHAcr1vnXKBOhXfifl7NA96IP6X9Y05NR_Wjw93imd60-cpWL_I93p88/s1600-h/sianalice.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEga7krhGlMFBMMEH1KouqcJzuZ-ayhR0SgS-lFEG12CLrhbz4QfoxADQd2zZ2-TrcaPK5caXDgcTAfes1tFm0RMHAcr1vnXKBOhXfifl7NA96IP6X9Y05NR_Wjw93imd60-cpWL_I93p88/s400/sianalice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303976403748704098" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" ><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">SIAN ALICE GROUP INTERVIEW</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sian Alice Group</span> is a bit of a buzz band from London. When I did my "research" on them, I discovered many raving reviews that often used words like "ethereal" and "sublime". Because there are so many raving reviews already, I will not attempt to do one of my own. I have already been outdone by many. Instead, I have a few stories about them. I first noticed them in an old copy of <span style="font-weight: bold;">Vice</span> Magazine that was lying around my apartment. The description of them made them seem very mysterious, and when I looked at their photograph, I could feel their gloomy British accents in my ears.<br /><br />As I was reading, my boyfriend at the time, Jeremiah looked over my shoulder and said they had been at South by South West when he had gone, and that somebody from his band had fallen in crush with the one with the long hair. The one with the long hair was the violinist and pianist, Sasha Vine. In the photo spread, she had a side ponytail and looked kind of hip hop. I said, "Oh, I thought he would like the girl with the bangs." This was the singer, Sian Alice Ahern, but I didn't know that yet. Jeremiah also told me they were supposed to sound like of like Spiritualized, so I made a mental note and bought their record, <span style="font-weight: bold;">59:59 </span>in L.A. much later.<br /><br />BUT, I didn't actually get to listen to their record until almost a year later. I got bed bugs last year, and so had to put all my things in storage, including my record player. So, all that time, my record was just sitting in my home, so pristine. Eventually, they came to town and played at The Biltmore with A Place to Bury Strangers. They didn't sound like Spiritualized really, but I still loved it! All night, I tried to work up the courage to talk to someone from the band. Finally, after they played, I met Sasha Vine in the bathroom and was too nervous to have a proper conversation with her. Sadly, she wanted to shake my hand before I had a chance to wash it after coming out of the bathroom stall. Sorry! I still feel bad about it to this day.<br /><br />When I finally did listen to their record, I had it on the wrong speed, and asked Jer, "Where's the girl?" He said, "She'll come in." I waited and she didn't. The male voice and music that you hear when you slow down the record is actually just as nice as the band sounding how they are supposed to...oddly. I think it's because usually when you slow down someone's voice, it sounds warped and deep, but Sian Alice's voice is so high that when slowed down, in turns into the most beautiful man voice.<br /><br />Besides the lovely Sian Alice and Sasha, the band is made up of Rupert Clervaux (multi-instrumentalist), the sole person I did this interview with, Ben Crook (multi-instrumentalist), Andy Ingle (guitar), and Douglas Hart (bass). They have had no trouble finding great bands to tour with; in fact, a couple of their first shows were with Spiritualized! They have a new album set to come out around August 2009 called, "Troubled, Shaken." Allow me to introduce my interview subject, Rupert Clervaux- he's very polite, humble, and kind and I'd recommend chatting with him anytime. He gives just enough of the gossip to make an honest interview a little bit saucy.<br /></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nikki Never: Did you have any specific ideas of what you wanted to sound like when you created the Sian Alice Group?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Rupert Clervaux: We wanted it to sound like our musical imagination running wild and being recorded. No one I know, or want to talk about music with only listens to psych-rock or only listens to soul music or only listens to folk music (well, folk maybe!) and personally I'd reached an age at which I was bored of seeing or being in bands that were driven by a crude mix of stolen history and fashion. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >We wanted to allow ourselves to be inspired by the wealth and breadth of all the music we love, from techno to classical to rock n' roll to free-jazz to ethnic and whatever else. We wanted to be honest about the people who influence us, to try harder, and trust ourselves to be making everything sound fresh and unique, if only to us. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The one thing i love most about recording music with Sian and Ben is that none of us care about the context of how our music is received: whether it's cool or not, whether it's 'now', whether we have the right haircut or not, etc.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: I heard that you and Ben are sort of jacks of all (musical) trades. How has this affected the band?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: Wanting to make good music will always make you search for new sounds and new skills. I've been playing instruments since I was tiny but it was never with any guidance or structure so it was always more about loving sounds and patterns than being virtuoso at one thing. I think that approach gives you a certain confidence to pick up anything and see what you get out of it, see if it works for the track you're trying to make. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >So, I guess the words missing from your question were 'master of none!' In terms of affecting the group, it's hard to put my finger on it, but I hope that by playing the bulk of the parts on the record, Ben and i can thread together the sometimes disparate styles of music we make. Sian's distinctive voice helps with this too...but it's very important to know when we need something beyond what we're capable of. For some reason, our next record ("Troubled, Shaken Etc.") features five different bassists! Which is just because the songs were crying out for very specific styles of playing that we weren't always capable of providing.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: I read a rumour that you all live in a mansion together. If that's more than just a rumour, how did that come about? Do you ever drive each other crazy?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">RC: Ha ha! This rumour has a surprisingly humble beginning! I actually don't live anywhere and haven't done for nearly three years. I have a studio in central London where we record Sian Alice Group and I work with a select few other people and projects there. There's a fold out mattress if I need it but it's underground with no washing facilities and it gets freezing in the winter and sweltering in the summer. After paying the rent on that it seems crazy (read: impossible) to pay for an apartment as well, especially seeing as we spent over half of last year on tour. So I've gradually become a regular house and pet sitter (preferably cats) for fr<span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">iends or friend's parents... and the mansion you speak of is my friend's parent's place. It's a beautiful Jacobean house right on the river Thames by Kew Bridge. I get to stay there a lot as</span></span> they travel frequently and it's absolutely my favorite place to be if i'm in London- spacious, quiet and empty. It's become known as 'Riverside' and the other members of the group are always happy to hear that I'll be there for a while</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Strangely, we all manage to get on very well most, if not all of the time. We're all grown-ups I suppose and we know when to give each other space. Being workaholics naturally forces you to spend large amounts of time together but luckily, unlike some groups, we don't thrive on friction and conflict. It doesn't reap benefits for us. When we're touring it'll be six or seven of us in a van all day and then everyone bundling into the same hotel room each night but morale remains generally high. Without wanting to name names, snoring can be a issue at times but it's no big deal! There's a presiding sense that we're all in this together.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: Where do you get your motivation to focus on music so intensely?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: This is a very hard question to answer in an interesting way. Personally, I get my motivation from the process and practice of playing instruments and writing songs. It's a playful, but not always happy expression that seeks out the themes that become the mood of an instrumental, or the lyrics of a song. But it's too instinctive to be able to, or even want to explain.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: Do you care what critics say?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: I wish that I could tell you, 'no' and it were totally true! In reality, we're aware of most of the things that get written about us because we have to be. Primarily because our label sends us links to all the press they find and, as we don't have a manager, we have to help them compile it all for them to promote us. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >But to be completely honest, I only care about the good ones. Sometimes they're very memorable, like the one Jo-Ann Green wrote of [59:59] for All Music Guide. When you make an album like that you can't expect strangers to understand it that well. And for the bad ones, I have a simple philosophy: if the writer had come to the studio while you were making the record and made suggestions that would make the music appeal to them more, you'd laugh in their face. So what difference does it make now that they've got a soap box and the record is in shrink wrap?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What's the silliest thing a critic has ever said about you?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: It's more stupid than silly, but there was one guy who presented himself as particularly inept whilst trying to make a detailed and lengthy attack on 59. Sadly for him, his musical knowledge wasn't quite up to the job he was tackling. If you want to really get down to bare bones of instrumentation you should automatically recognize the difference between a xylophone and a marimba, for instance, and if you describe a song as a 'two chord dirge' you'd better make sure there's not actually six chords in it. I'm a stickler for detail so that kind of carelessness makes me cringe.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What were some of the worst jobs you've ever had?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: When I was 19, I was saving up to travel across the States by and I took a job doing tele-sales. I had to call up all these old people and try and get them to get them to use their credit cards to re-subscribe to a magazine about post-retirement activities. It was totally depressing! One time a lady answered the phone and I asked to speak to her husband and she told me that he'd died that morning!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What did you do before joining the Sian Alice Group?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: Alongside a good stint as a cycle courier and years of work on construction sites, I was in a string of in-consequential bands. All the while, I was trying to hone my recording knowledge and amass as much equipment as I needed to be musically self-sufficient. n fact, right before starting Sian Alice Group, I was almost ready to start focusing on engineering and production work more. I'd just set up my own studio and was getting involved with some really interesting projects, like Treader Records and Spring Heel Jack's 'Songs And Themes' LP.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I was ready to give up on the idea of focusing on one project and touring the whole time... I think this attitude was important when I first started working with Ben and Sian because we were free of the constraints of having to 'succeed.' We were making music for fun and experimenting, finally free to pile in all the ideas that sparked from all the music we'd listened to and experiences we'd had before. In that sense, what has happened to the group since then has been pleasantly unexpected.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What's the strangest thing you've experienced on tour?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC:We all had a pretty intense experience on our last US tour. We'd been on the road a couple of days and our van, which we own, started giving up on us. All the power would just disappear on the accelerator and you'd have to let it sit for a while before it'd run again. So, it was behaving very erratically, but we braved through a few more dates, missed a show in Toronto and it finally died in Minneapolis. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">The next show was in Vancouver- the one I believe you saw, at Biltmore Cabaret and we had three days alloted to drive there. But by the time the van was fixed we had 27 hours to get there. A few people said it couldn't be done but we got in and drove in shifts for a solid 27 and a half hours, only stopping to fill up with gas. Everyone had these crazy 1,000 yard stares when we arrived and for hours after we got out of the van it felt like floor was moving... it was on that drive that [I] discovered that Sian, who I'd already known for years, was an extra-terrestrial conspiracy theorist. She and i were doing a midnight shift, speeding across Montana in pitch black, when she suddenly broke the silence by asking me if I thought that aliens already existed among us on Earth. I guess our brains were being fried by the journey but I remember being mildly nervous because she seemed so serious. I kept checking my peripheral vision to make sure she wasn't peeling her skin off!</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> NN: Who is the heartbreaker of the group?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: Well, there's only two options here- myself or Eben. I'm sure you can join the dots when i say that the other four band members are an equal amount of boys and girls. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: If David Bowie wanted to put some of the vocals into your mix, but without actually meeting you (just like he did with Scarlett Johannson), would you let him?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: Not even close. I'm not a big Bowie fan. I like Low, Lodger, and at risk of sounding willfully contrary, i enjoyed the Labyrinth soundtrack but I'm not into a whole lot else. But i mean, I'm not even into that idea with someone I really respect as a musician. We've been lucky enough to collaborate with some really amazing musicians and generally speaking the relationship fuels the collaboration. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Alexis Taylor's version of 'As The Morning Light' on Remix was one that was done in separation. I made a new backing track and he then recorded the vocal and synth parts at home (on Christmas Day apparently!), but we'd been working together on other projects for months before that so the musical relationship was already very solid. The only other person who is allowed to do anything like that is Eben, one of the two group members who lives in NY. For the new record, I'd e-mail him backing tracks with notes to lean him in the direction that the song required. He'd then record a bunch of possible parts and e-mail the sound files back to me so we could edit them and mix them as necessary. He knows what he's doing with recording and playing so it worked great and was crucial as we're talking about instruments like trombone and flute, which are not in mine or Ben's capabilities...but David Bowie vocals? Not for me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What do you think of 70's glitter rock?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: A friend of mine went through a phase of collecting obscure and forgotten glam rock 7 inches. He'd make mixtapes that we'd play in the place I lived in at the time, which I enjoyed but I must confess it was more amusement for me than really liking the music. The lyrics were hilarious but foul at the same time. I began to suspect that my friend was on a determined mission to find the most absurd innuendos to under-age sex ever recorded. I also began to see why some of the tracks were obscure and/or forgotten! As for the mainstream bands...I don't ever listen to them, but I suppose I do like some of the drumming- straight, repetitive dance-floor kick drums, I'm a huge supporter of.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What's the grossest thing you've ever eaten, either on tour or due to the general poverty that often comes with being a musician?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">Touring anywhere is bad for your diet- but America is the worst. Once you get between cities, you're screwed. You try and stay alert to it but it's like giving up cigarettes- before you know it you're half way through a Baconator and you're like, 'Fuck! I promised myself i wouldn't do this anymore!' I don't hate fast food at all but the grossness comes from having it day in, day out when it's cheap and there's no choice. It really makes you feel horrendous. Way worse than smokes and alcohol do. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Poor Ben and Sian are vegetarians too so they eat a lot of different types of fried potato products on tour. We're getting better though. We got into eating at Cracker Barrel where we get a table nestled between all the good church-going folk, keep our sunglasses on and eat fish and vegetables.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: Does it bug you when your fans ask questions about the Jesus and Mary Chain?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >RC: Not at all. Douglas was the first bassist we had in the group. First and foremost, he's a good friend and it was just a natural occurence that he started playing with us at the beginning. We were just hanging out a lot at that time. We needed a bassist to play live shows and he knew how to play bass. In some way, I was surprised people didn't cotton on earlier and make more of a fuss really. It would be crazy to have a member of one of the more influential bands of an era in your group fifteen years down the line, and expect people not to focus on it or ask questions about it. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Douglas is primarily a film-maker and that's why we stopped playing together. We had to become a touring group far quicker than we expected and I think he wanted to do it, but had commitments in the UK as film-maker, bridges that would likely have been burned by spending months away. I miss him being around though; he's amazing company and he has a simple but very authoritative way of playing bass guitar which is hard to replicate. There's no credits on the sleeve, but Douglas actually played bass on the Alexis Taylor version of 'As The Morning Light' and his playing suits it perfectly.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >True story; the first time we toured with Eben playing bass instead of Douglas, we were at SXSW and after one show this guy sidled up to Eben with a complete stack of Jesus and Mary Chain records and asked him to sign them!</span><br /></span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-34944096388451679792009-01-26T21:53:00.000-08:002009-01-26T22:30:18.204-08:00MATTRESS INTERVIEW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOIFWPQPi2suhiYbhJCNVEYLgjbMAyIzyFeM-mDXCguyksh-3QIUIV6LG1UB7s8EnUw_8oiiMIwfkPbqhZhNX8ErAtalsyrfFUtYvt1mv-PSiUNP4u35Zr7dTAl3IhDSo_UrXdrkzmuNw/s1600-h/sexyrexy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOIFWPQPi2suhiYbhJCNVEYLgjbMAyIzyFeM-mDXCguyksh-3QIUIV6LG1UB7s8EnUw_8oiiMIwfkPbqhZhNX8ErAtalsyrfFUtYvt1mv-PSiUNP4u35Zr7dTAl3IhDSo_UrXdrkzmuNw/s400/sexyrexy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295848370190759698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mattress is a musical genius and a damn cocky genius at that! His REAL name is not actually Mattress, but Rex Marshall. He wears fancy suit jackets to all his shows, but don't let that fool you; he's no salesman! He told me half of my questions sounded like a high school pop quiz and took months to answer them. What-EVER!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Maybe he reminds me of a high school teacher... like a grade eight art class teacher who does pastel paintings of buffalo!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mr. Marshall lives a magicial wooden house in Portland with his best girl, breaking the hearts of many of his gay male and straight female followers. I was introduced to him years ago when he played Hoko's in Vancouver. My friend loved him and asked me what I thought of him. I told her he sounded like a mixture of "The Idiot"-era Iggy Pop, Suicide, and (sorry, Rex) Nick Cave. He was a novelty to me because he got was the only performer I'd seen in Vancouver that got in people's faces and wore a suit. What I said that day still stands, but I have become a super ultimate fan of Mattress. I've even bought several recordings from him...something my cheapness often prevents me from doing.<br /><br />Rex usually sings alone with the aid of a tape player. He sometimes uses light props, sometimes gets down on his knees and sings to the ground, and often sings to the sky as if he is preaching. He doesn't even need a stage to be seen. He is a born performer and you shouldn't fuck with him.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">When The Mutators and Modern Creatures went on tour together in the Spring of 2008, Rex let us stay at his house and Jeremiah (my hubby) and I got to sleep in his bed! Wow, I looked at the books on his bookshelf when I was in there...I believe there was some Bukowski. I fondly remember Rex's desert memorabilia, his piano, and the tidyness of his dwellings. I also fondly remember his laugh, which is in my top best three laughs list. He is like a character out of David Lynch film...except more polite, and more srexy than all the male Lynch-directed characters except for maybe Agent Cooper. Here is our email interview, which was well worth the three month wait!<br /><br /><br />Nikki Never: You've mentioned that you work at the library. At UBC's library in Vancouver, people are rumoured to have sex on the less occupied floors. What are some of the weirdest behind the scenes things you've seen at your library?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Rex Marshall: Last year, a dead kitten was found in the front of the library. In the bushes. Janitors picked up the cat, and threw it away in a trash can near the restrooms. I did not see this, but I did see the email that said "DEAD KITTEN IN TRASH NEAR LIBRARY OFFICE."</span><br /><br />NN: What do you like about Portland?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: Portland is cheap and convenient. That is the definition of home I guess; a place where you know where to find the cheapest burrito and strongest coffee. I am also hobbled by my job and friends, two things I do not want to quit on just yet.</span><br /><br />NN: What do your lyrics mean to you? (Especially, the line,"You've gotta<br />church that shit"?)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: You’ve gotta church that shit, often. I awoke one morning and said to my lady, "CHURCH THAT SHIT." It made perfect sense. I then ran a drum machine through some effects 'til it sounded like water dripping into a metal bowl. I then "portamentoed" the keys so it was a grand swell that could rise to the rafters. The words came later and I thought this is the most positive song I have ever written and maybe I should throw it out. I performed it soon after and realized it was very dramatic and somehow comic. And people understand that when I say, "church that shit, I mean church that shit."</span><br /><br />NN: Tell me about your Canadian tour- I heard a rumour that you once said, "FUCK MEDICINE HAT!"<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I am writing a little book about that Canada adventure. Let’s say for now that Medicine Hat was either not ready for Mattress or Mattress was not ready for Medicine Hat.</span><br /><br />NN: Your home and your music makes me think of the desert. Have you ever been to the desert? Do feel the same way I do?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I am from Las Vegas, Nevada- the Silver State. The state where the government set off over 800 nuclear explosions because they didn’t think it would hurt the landscape of tan sand beige bushes and brown treeless mountains.</span><br /><br />NN: Who or what do people say you sound like that really annoys you or makes you feel proud?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: Someone once caught the Captain Beefheart in my music and that was impressive. The same fella also found the Howlin' Wolf in there. Someone said I was like a David Lynch performance and that was O.K. I wouldn’t mind if people stopped the Nick Cave mention. Just because we are both tall, white men with similar hair doesn’t mean we sound anything alike.</span><br /><br />NN: As I've told you before, I think you should be world famous by now. What are you currently doing to reach MY goal for you?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I am putting together a band, I think...and ringtones! Someone may actually talk me into doing t-shirts too, though I don’t wear t-shirts and think there are too many in existence already.</span><br /><br />NN: If I was to take you on an excursion, first to laser bowling, then to a fancy restaurant with Iggy Pop and Martin Rev, what would you wear? How would you style your hair? Remember, there are black lights at laser bowling, but it's not a trick question.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I would probably not go because I would not know what to wear. Also, I am a poor bowler. The holes in bowling balls have a peculiar smell. Does anyone but me notice this?</span><br /><br />NN: Do you like any bands from Vancouver?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: Honestly, I think Vancouver has a great music scene. Much more cohesive and together than Portland. Here, I feel like bands are trying to make it in a big way. Vancouver bands play to play. They put out records to give to friends and rarely bother about reviews or press. N. 213, Terrorbird, Twin Crystals, The Doers, Stamina Mantis, Shearing Pinx, Modern creatures, Nu sensae. I am forgetting some.</span><br /><br />NN: This one's for your parents! Are you planning on having children? How<br />many do you want?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I don’t have parents.</span><br /><br />NN: What would you do if Phil Collins asked to do a duet with you, Lion King-style?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: This is a high school question I can totally get into. I would have him sign that I would get half of the royalties. Then I would use an alias, like Marky Mark.</span><br /><br />NN: How long have you been making music?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: Twelve year anniversary coming up. I have been performing at various levels for about ten I think. How did that happen?</span><br /><br />NN: How do you record your songs?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: Basement laboratory! I’ll send you a picture.</span><br /><br />NN: Everyone in Vancouver calls you "Sexy Rexy." How do you react to<br />something like that?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">RM: I was first called Sexy Rexy at Crestwood Elementary sometime during the 4th grade. It made me mad then. Now, well, the right person has to say it to make it work.</span><br /><br /><br /><br />You can find Mattress at www.mattressmusic.com or www.myspace.com/rexmattress. He has a fantastic record out that I listen to with all my best friends! It's called "Heavy Duty" and it's solid gold, just like Mattress.<br /></span><table width="300" align="center" bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" bordercolor="#000000" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="3"><tbody><tr id="Band WebsiteRow"><td valign="top" width="100" align="left" bgcolor="#b1d0f0" nowrap="nowrap"><br /></td><td id="ProfileBand Website" style="" width="175" bgcolor="#d5e8fb"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-37289469876485657572009-01-03T15:07:00.000-08:002009-01-03T15:45:38.094-08:00DAILY VOID INTERVIEW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLhmYxrVU7u_jC_tJh8zg4Ies512kKQljoPUEj2d-fitHkksyLvhtn54Rp0YwukfsyWuKjECER-9s4T_q297En63gNmtyc7gmyFvr9bcvGGhyBM_G0NK-ZQvhvAZPOBJEI4yg8tDzIuc/s1600-h/dv.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVLhmYxrVU7u_jC_tJh8zg4Ies512kKQljoPUEj2d-fitHkksyLvhtn54Rp0YwukfsyWuKjECER-9s4T_q297En63gNmtyc7gmyFvr9bcvGGhyBM_G0NK-ZQvhvAZPOBJEI4yg8tDzIuc/s400/dv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287214397290716482" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br />Artwork by Ilth.<br /><img src="file:///C:/Users/Owner/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /></span> <span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" > Daily Void is a gloomy punk band that lives a mysterious existence in the city of Chicago, Illinois. The members are all aliens named by one of the many Gods of the Satanic underground: Ilth, Mac Blackout, Om and Ob. I met them through mind travel when singer/guitarist, Ilth said that he was the chosen one...or was it the one chosen do to art for one of my records?</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Ilth sent me images of his artwork with his large, throbbing, extra-terrestrial brain and I was absolutely hypnotized. One of the images, which he hadn't intended for me to use was somehow transposed itself onto a Terror Bird 7 inch. The rest is history. I officially met the band on a the Modern Creatures/Mutators tour when they played with us in Chicago.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >Their guitars sound like pulsating chain saws, the vocals like a 70's British punk eating raw steak. But it's catchy! It's catchy...and scary. They kind of sound like a band that would appear to a five-year old child in their nightmares, or a music nerd in their dreams!<br /><br />Their music is cynical, dark, and seemingly full of raw hatred, but when you talk to these guys, they appear to all be teddy bears that want to hug you and drink beer with you. Aside from being nice guys, they are pro-lif-ic. They have a bunch of 7inches out on Don't Hit Records, Boom Chick, HoZac, and Florida's Dying. I believe that pretty much all their releases feature Ilth's artwork, which, as I said before is excellent. They also have an LP out on Dead Beat and an upcoming record out on Sacred Bones. Wow! Currently, they are plotting to get into Austin, Texas music festival, SXSW. I consider them the single most perfect band to hate the world to. "Suprise! Suprise! You've lost your eyes." Love that line. </span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /><br /><br /></span> <div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div><div class="Ih2E3d"> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Nikki Never: What are some of your favorite bands?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />Ilth:<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;">-David Bowie: Who would'nt blow this guy?<br /></span></div> </div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >-Velvet Underground: They cool man; check'em out.</span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div><span style="font-size:100%;">-Throbbing Gristle: Damn crazy noise, experiment, and mental.<br />-The Damned: Damned cool.<br />-Timmy Vulgar and projects: Mutant from another mother.<br />-Roky Erickson: The uncle I never had.<br />-Love: Don't hate a thing 'bout 'em.<br />-Old time pre-war country blues.<br /></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;">-Mid-century Nonesuch Records: avant-classical muzack.<br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >-Dead Luke, proto/pre/murder punk</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >NN: Chicago is one of my favorite American cities. But then again, I love big cities. What are your thoughts on Chicago?<br /><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: Too hot and too cold, [but] perfect in between. Great city.But like every big city, everyone is from somewhere far away.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >NN: What was your worst show ever like?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />I: There's been a few. Can't remember.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >NN: Do you plan to tour? </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />I: Maybe the [South By SouthWest] if we are on the Sacred Bones showcase, tour around that.<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >NN: You use your artwork for all the Daily Void records and it's amazing! What are your biggest struggles, both as a musical artist and a visual artist?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br />I: Inspiration, source material, and time...not having any of these when I want [them.]<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br />NN: What do you write lyrics about?</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /></span></div><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: Random words strung together.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br />NN: [*This comment about lyrics, I cannot believe! Go to www.myspace.com/dailyvoid and you will find you might agree with me that the lyrics have at least symbolic meaning*] How long has your band been together?</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: 2 or 3 yrs.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >NN: How did you all meet? Are you all from Chicago?</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: I met Om and Ob through No Bunny who all grew up with me in or around Chicago. I spotted Mac & friends at a Vee Dee show, they were all corn-fed.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >NN: What do you think about Pitchfork? I've heard rumours it's based in Chicago.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: It is and I am fine with it. It's nearish to my place and I can see it for free 'cause the fence is huge, and it ain't hard to sneak in, apparently.</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br />NN: What's the most grown-up thing about you?</span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" >I: My moustache.</span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-12010810030647019142008-12-29T13:52:00.000-08:002008-12-29T20:16:09.862-08:00Nu Sensae<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQGgKfPnsXMztus7Y1PtvHqoBrVcXzZwhSOkGXoCtI7Amt2hCs0Ny8NJpli4Z5Mq1uFyk0Z_XTjO2SOOe_m8dhd-PhrwdA-wCnCTxC1NJyzUruynouU8T8JWLGy8MQ4452V8Yxps6t2aY/s1600-h/menbebs.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQGgKfPnsXMztus7Y1PtvHqoBrVcXzZwhSOkGXoCtI7Amt2hCs0Ny8NJpli4Z5Mq1uFyk0Z_XTjO2SOOe_m8dhd-PhrwdA-wCnCTxC1NJyzUruynouU8T8JWLGy8MQ4452V8Yxps6t2aY/s400/menbebs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285402611769010786" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> So, Nu Sensae is made up of a couple of my best friends, Daniel and Andrea. They're a drum and bass duo from Vancouver, though not in a techno kind of way. More like in a 90's way, a punk way, or something like that. I didn't want to interview them when Daniel first asked me to, because I thought it would be too obvious. I mean, back in the day, I did try to join their band as a guitarist. Never try to join a two piece band. You'll just fuck it up. I mean it. I tried to join another one of my favorite Vancouver bands, Pink Noise and the singer/guitarist, Mel just said, " I don't think we need another member." She was probably right. Well, we'll see. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Anyway, how I met Daniel was at a Modern Creatures show at The Cobalt in Vancouver. He came up to me and told me how much he loved our band. I thought he was really sweet and about 12. Turns out he was actually my friend's new boyfriend and more like 18! I met Andrea when we were both trying out to sing for The Mutators. I developed an intense feeling of jealousy/hatred for her because I thought that she had been chosen as the new singer just because she was good-looking. I also was jealous that she looked like Stevie Nicks. It turned out that neither of us actually got to be in The Mutators. Andrea and I got to know each other better over time. I think she realized that I'm only a bitch when I feel like it...not all the time. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> Who does this tastey twosome remind me of? Mainly Nirvana because they both wear plaid and scream alot. I love them. They have a record out. I would recommend buying it because Nu Sensae is amazing, loveable, and most of all, GOOD-LOOKING. Unfortunately, they don't have a sense of humour. </span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Nikki Never: What's your favorite color and why do you like it?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Daniel de Saldhana: When I asked my cousin that when I was young, and he said "various" and I thought that that was a colour.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Andrea Lukkik: It's black!...Because that's how I feel every day when I wake up.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: It's blue, because I have a really...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Daniel's is black people.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I have a really big crush on Nina Simone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What's your favorite animal?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: My favorite animal's a cheetah.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I'd say a chimp.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: OK, so if you could change into any animal, what animal would it be and what special power would it have? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: It's like a job interview...You have to be an animal?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: No.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: What about a wizard?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: OK.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: And what would your special power be?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: What kind of wizard would you be?<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: One that beats up other people...or the colour black.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: That's not really a power. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I'd change into um, um...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: A flock of seagulls? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: No, I'd change into a chameleon because I'm really into changing my style and adapting to new things. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: That reminds me of my good friend, David Bowie. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Whatever. I'd change into David Bowie, actually, and my super power would be the power to caress women.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: What's your favorite Spice Girl? I know it's gonna be Geri. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Mine's Sporty.No way man- Sporty. Only when she had the gold tooth. When she got rid of it, I lost faith...Sporty was the best singer.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Yeah, but she dressed the least attractively. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: She wore a tracksuit. That was like so common...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Yeah, but she did backflips. Look, you got Baby. They couldn't think of anything about her personality, so they had to make her like, the young one and that's kind of weird. She's a baby. What is that, like a fetish or something? And then Scary- no one liked Scary. I don't know why nobody liked Scary.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I liked Scary. She wore an astronaut suit.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: No-one liked her. Geri was a slut. Even when I didn't know what a slut was, I knew that she was a slut when I was a child. And Posh didn't sing, did she? She just stood there.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: No, Posh sang. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: You didn't say your favorite yet.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Um...Scary, I guess. Scary or Ginger.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Ginger's everyone "alternative's" favorite. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: What are you saying? I'm square 'cause I like Sporty? Was she a lesbian?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: I think so. I got the feeling...</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">Who would you rather kiss- the guitarist. or the lead singer?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I've kissed both.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I don't really get this question.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: So there's a really cool band playing...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: But they might not be that good. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: And then, both of them [the lead singer and guitarist] come up to you.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: Their looks are equal and their charm is equal.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: They're twins. They're the same person.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: But one of them's the singer, one of them's the lead guitarist. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Maybe the lead singer, 'cause the guitarist didn't play too well.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Why don't you just dress normal?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: We do.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: My personal reason for that is because I'm trying to audition for Dandi Wind's new band.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Fan...Death?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I hate interviews that attack other people.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Was that an attack?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: No, that was a compliment. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I'm sorry, Dandi. Andrea dresses weird because she wants to be Randy Jackson.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Who is that? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Who is that? Oh, I know...American Idol.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What does your dad do for work? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: My dad's a sound engineer.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: My dad's an electrician.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: What did you have for lunch?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: A candy cone.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: That's all you had?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Balkan style yogurt. It's really good.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: Is that the plain kind? </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">When did you learn to tie your shoes? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: In pre-school, I had to practice tying on these knobs...I always thought it was strange, because I didn't know why they didn't just get me practice tying on my own shoe.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: That is weird. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I understand, but I had shoes on. Why didn't I just practice on my shoes?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I learned how to tie my shoes on Hastings and Nanaimo.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: How old were you? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: It was like, a week ago.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: 'I wore velcro up until...'</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Zippers!...But the funny thing is, the same day, I took candy from this guy when I was crossing the street and he had candy in a garbage bag. Then I ate it, and I remember realizing, that's what they meant when they said, "Don't take candy from strangers." After I ingested the candy, I realized.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: That's really deep.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: How come stuff doesn't really click? Your parents can tell you something a million times, but once it happens...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: You know what my dad did? He would find something delicious that he wanted to eat, and he'd be like, "Oh, I gotta test this for poison." He'd eat it and I was like, "Well, what if YOU get poisoned?" But I didn't think of it as a joke really. I was like, "Oh my God, my dad might get poisoned...and if he doesn't get poisoned, he's an asshole because he's eating my candy!</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"> What do you think of blond streaks? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Of WHAT?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Blonde streaks, or highlights.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I think they look really good on, um...that's my answer.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: What do you think the point of life is?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Watch the movie.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Sit back and enjoy the ride, man. I think its to be...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Famous.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Famous, as famous as you can.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: And make the most money you can.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: You know what I think sums it up for me? I think the point of life, for Andrea and I is really summed up in that Moby song thats like "Hey! Woman!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Don't talk for me. I think more so for me, if I had to pick a song, it would be TI, "Live your Life." Just go for the gold.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: When you smoke a joint and then you look up at your ceiling, what do you see?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I don't smoke pot. I wanna make that really clear- that I do not condone the use of drugs.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">But, if I do look up at my ceiling...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Snickers bars. Doesn't everyone? Junk food.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: I usually see a velvet poster with a magic mushroom and a wizard on it. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I think when I was fifteen, I expected to see something life altering, but then I just realized that I bought ten dollars of weed off of some guy on Granville Street, and it was probably oregano or something.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Lame. Go to Main and Hastings! If you had to choose four people with to play spin the bottle with, collectively, who would it be?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Can they be celebrities?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Yeah, but you and Andrea have to decide together. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: This is a nail biter.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Why don't you just choose two each?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: White Lung.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Yeah, White Lung!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What's your favorite chapter from the Bible and why?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: This is like a test more than...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I like Exodus because there's an X Man with the same name.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Who is your greatest enemy? Mine's the [Ham]burglar from McDonald's...He stole my hamburger. Burgled my ham. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: The Flaneurs. Can we start a rivalry right now?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Yeah, The Flaneurs- now called Pretty Vanilla.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Yeah, hate them.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Why? They play too long.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Because, they fucked us over. They wouldnt let us use their drums because they thought that we would get drunk and wreck them or something and then when they went up to play, they're like, "Thanks for coming. Yeah, its great having your own gear, unlike Nu Sensae."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Yeah, and then they told everyone that they were glam rock.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: They sound like Green Day. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: They sound like The Goo Goo Dolls.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: They just wear make-up.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I think they should cover Iris.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Theyre total faggots.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: They wish they were total faggots, but they aren't.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: They're faggy...faggy, sucky goofs.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Oh, you mean rat goofs?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Faggy, sucky rat goofs a.k.a. The Flaneurs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I wish them a lot of ill.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: So anyway...um...what do you do when people ask for change?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Tell them to get a job, to clean up their act and stop pretending to be homeless.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I usually just offer them a record contract.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Homeless people dont deserve any sympathy. They chose to be homeless.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Have you ever thought you were like a lesbian? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Have I ever thought I was a lesbian?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Like a lesbian. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Does it count if I was a red-head at the time?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: No.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: So, then definitely.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I am always like a lesbian.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N:When are you going on tour?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: In August.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Where?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I hate homeless people. You know how they should keep warm? They should do like that woman did and catch on fire.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: We're touring south America...we're going down the coast, along the bottom, up through the middle to New York and Boston and then back across.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: With who?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: We're not decided yet.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Oh. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: We're going with The Flaneurs, or should I say the rat goof stink bitches?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: They're Pretty Vanilla, Andrea. Come on.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Stink bitches- they should change their name to "Stink Bitches."</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Daniel, what do you see in your boyfriend?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Is this an interview about the band? Do I get to say what I see in...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What if groupies want to know? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I feel like he's a pillar of strength and I'm just a pillar of salt when I look back.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Who's your favorite vocalist?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: My favorite vocalist is...what's his real name? Paul Beahm or whatever.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: My favorite vocalist is um, Sean Paul because I love the way he incorporates hip hop with reggae.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: It was your idea to do this interview and if you can't take my shitty questions, you shouldn't have asked me for an interview. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: You asked her for an interview?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Well, I just asked her why she hasn't interviewed Nu Sensae yet.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Which is like asking for a shitty interview. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: This just got so harsh. My favorite vocalist is...Nina Simone.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What's the creepiest come on you've ever had? Don't lie about this one. It would be great if you'd just tell the truth about this one. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I went to see Ora [Cogan] play at the Railway Club [Vancouver, B.C.] and this woman came up to me and she pushed me...She said, "You're not planning on staying here, are you?" I thought she was gonna beat me up and I was like, "Um, yeah, I'm just gonna see my friend play or whatever." Then she was like, "Are you gay?" and I was like, "Uh yeah." She was like, "Have you ever been to The Odyssey?" and I said, "No." Then she did this sucking noise with her mouth, and was like, "A pretty boy like you; we could have a lot of fun there."...That was my weirdest come on, and that was how I met Andrea.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: The guy at the corner store.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: What's the weirdest thing that's ever happened to you at one of your shows? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: There's been some weird stuff. This one time, we played this place called the Chair Factory and this guy, this East Indian guy, wearing like a Fubu, velour tracksuit...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: He was black, Daniel.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I've seen the picture on our Myspace. He's East Indian, Andrea!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: There was two guys. This black guy bothered me in the bathroom. He was like trying to get me to do speed or something.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: He was so into Nu Sensae and he came and stood right next to the drums the entire time and in between every song, he'd be like, "Man! Man! You are killing it!" and grab me and screaming in my face.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: He was wearing a doorag, and cornrows. He had a forty in his hand.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: He kept trying to give us alcohol and he kept grabbing me and shaking me and going, "You are blowing it away man!"...I think he may have been our biggest fan. It was the best response we've ever gotten.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: What about you, Andrea? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: A guy suggested that I play with a headset...so that I could run around while I played. 'Cause he's like, "I know what's holding you back." You've got that mic and you've got that [patch]cord. Headset, wireless- you're free. Go buck wild.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: Imagine you running around with a wireless bass!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I think I really looked like I wanted to do that. I looked chained down.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Were you ever confused about your sexuality? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: No.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: You already asked this.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: No that was, "do you ever feel like a lesbian?".</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I was never.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: Yes, he was. He lived in Africa. Lots of animals there.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Yeah, I was confused about sex with humans or animals.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Would you ever sleep with Jeremiah [Haywood] from Live Girls?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Only when he plays the Doom Broom.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: Do you wear boxers? If so, what colour?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I wear briefs- all different colours, but recently I've been wearing straight boy boxers and they feel pretty good.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: What does Nu Sensae mean?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: You told me it was a joke about La Senza. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: We've been asked that a million times.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Not in interviews. No one's ever asked us that.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />N: Do you think getting a lot of press and being popular in Vancouver is important? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: No.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: No. People don't come out to shows in Vancouver based on if you have press.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">It doesn't really sway people, I don't think.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Imagine I said yes!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: Would you rather be an alien or unicorn?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: I'd be an alien, and I'd wear one of those baggy 90's t-shirts with an alien head on it that says 'take me to your dealer.' and he's smoking a blunt.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: That's for people who get abducted. It's different. It's a whole other question.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: That's a whole other question, Daniel, get real. Get fuckin' real. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A: I want another beer.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: Oh my God! What if my mom reads this?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: She won't. No one does. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">D: My mom is a big subscriber to Teenage Forever.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">N: My mom reads it. It's so embarrassing.</span> </span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-15754839468951860052008-12-21T03:05:00.000-08:002008-12-21T12:40:47.092-08:00I hate hockey!OK, OK...I know I'm really behind with putting interviews up. I meant to put up one a week, but you know Some People kind of say they're going to answer your questions and then never actually do it. No names shall be mentioned. Anyways, whoever it was put me on the guest-list for their show at The Railway Club not too long ago, so my wrath against them won't be too powerful.<br /><br /> However, there are going to be interviews with the following bands very soon: Daily Void from Chicago, The Sian Alice Group from London, and Nu Sensae from Vancouver. I wanted to do Beach House but they won't return my messages. I don't know why, because my messages are always really sexy.<br /><br />I went to a swap meet at The Biltmore last Monday and the Pompoir/Role Mach show at Honey on Thursday night. Pompoir is one of Nic Hughes' (N.213 and Shearing Pinx) bands. He is becoming "one of those" people that thinks it's a good idea to be in 500 bands. Actually, pretty much everyone I know is becoming one of those people.<br /><br />Anyway, he's in this band with his sassy sister and it was great. It was arty, and 90's with just the right amount of angst. So perfect. Apparently, this band started a few years ago, stopped playing shows, and have now just started again. Their band name means Pussy Flex. I left right after they played because...because. Plus, I didn't have money to drink, it was cold enough to freeze my feet in the bar, and the hubby had to work in the morning.<br /><br /> The Biltmore swap meet was mostly an over-priced craft sale with pretty, little things like bottle cap necklaces that were $20 or something. There were tiny pastries that were a dollar each, and local fashion that costed way too much too. Do I need a job or something? Yeah, I think I do. I drank Pabst during the day.<br /><br /> After I watched Zombie Pistolero from the side of the stage, I got some Japanese food. I tried to sell some Terror Bird records, but mostly ended up just giving them to my friends because I'm not a good sales person. I bought 12 CDs for the price of a drink. Most of them were from Liam of No Gold's collection, but I bought London Calling to bring back the teenage memories and was given a Mutators disc. There were a few other bands that played other than Zombie Pistolero. Since this is not an official review, I don't think I have to know their names. I do want to throw in that one of them was a two piece light disco sort of band whose entire set reminded me of Elton John's duet with Kiki Dee. I believe it was "Don't Go Breaking My Heart." Not quite as upbeat as that though.<br /><br />Tonight, I went to the wrap party for "Year of The Carnivore". My band, Modern Creatures' music is being used in the film. I was merely an extra in the film, but got special privileges (such as going to the wrap party) since I think Sook-Yin, the director felt guilty about not using me as a band member in the movie (Jeremiah from Modern Creatures played my bass parts in the film. An actor played his parts on a guitar). They played our song, "The Inside" while the bloopers were playing which was slightly embarrassing, but I think the star of the movie was even more embarrassed because there were cut up clips of her sex scenes, which there were tons of. PS: I am drunk right now because my good friend, Dani kept buying me drinks after my drink tickets had run out.YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-21713348054685566882008-12-07T13:40:00.000-08:002008-12-08T13:11:43.834-08:00ADJECTIVE INTERVIEW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5qHl_c6xUvtqdBtWjfgOfwLI3KUCIC_hGW1Pfba5TanmTIxxSzNqmrrYoshuNr63lX0zlFYp4gkqMOB2SBjWoLwVFGVdFyh54gQwBEp9F1aqSxbvYfwFefYfLqIXj6Ks3x2MHjTy0eE/s1600-h/adjective.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN5qHl_c6xUvtqdBtWjfgOfwLI3KUCIC_hGW1Pfba5TanmTIxxSzNqmrrYoshuNr63lX0zlFYp4gkqMOB2SBjWoLwVFGVdFyh54gQwBEp9F1aqSxbvYfwFefYfLqIXj6Ks3x2MHjTy0eE/s400/adjective.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277522218625502210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Adjective is one of the best bands in Vancouver, BC. I first met them at the bar I used to work at because it was right by their practice space and they liked drinking beer in cave-like environments. The interview was conducted in a cave-like restaurant on Main Street.<br /><br /> Adjective's music is way more serious than they are. Everyone takes the easy route by calling them post-punk and saying they sound like Wire. They all dress in black (that obviously means they're goth too and NOT just post punk) and a couple of them used to date each other. They bring out the verbal klutz in me. Oh yeah, this was my first LIVE interview. Other than that, I believe this interview speaks for itself:<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Nikki Never: With a name like Adjective, do you care about grammar and spelling?</span><br />Ryan Riot: Oh yeah<br />Luna Tic: Me and Ryan sure do.<br />Dustin Bromley: Written, yes. Spoken, not so much.<br />Jenni Hanna: I love physical humour.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Like farting?</span><br />J: No.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Like funny dances?</span><br />J: Yeah, or like falling down.<br />D:Luna does funny dances on stage when she's drunk.<br />J: ...and shows her bum. That's some physical comedy.<br />D: The way you tell when Luna's drunk is if she starts showing her bum.<br />L: ...or my hands go down my ass.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: But in your pockets, or...?</span><br />R: Inner pants.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: It's warm.</span><br />D: It's comfortable.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N:Do you guys have any crushes? You can still have crushes if you have a boyfriend.</span><br />L: Really?<br />R: Dustin's my secret crush.<br />D: I knew there was a reason you asked me to join the band!<br />J: It could never happen though, 'cause you both have moustaches. That would just be weird.<br />D: Yeah. Who's gonna be the girl and who's gonna be the guy? Or you know- top, bottom?<br />J: Ryan has longer hair.<br />R: I think I get the "win". Plus you're littler than me.<br />J: But what's the win?<br />L: I'm so lost in this conversation.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: It was about crushes.</span><br />L: I didn't come prepared.<br />J: I have a crush on pretty much every dude in the world.<br />D: Yo, what's up?<br />J: Present company included.<br />R: Aw...I'm getting crushed on. That's awesome.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Who would you rather go to dinner with, Gary Numan or Iggy Pop AND...</span><br />D: I still haven't decided who I have a crush on!<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: ...AND what would you do if [he] played footsie with you, but [he was] wearing sandals with socks?</span><br />R & D: Ew!<br />D: Gary Numan...Gary Numan and I would have sweet robot sex in his car.<br />J: Iggy Pop...Iggy Pop is hilarious and he's so fucked. He's perma-fried. He'd probably be on the table with no shirt on...I'm not saying he's attractive. I'm just saying, it would be fun.<br />L: Gary Numan...looks cleaner.<br />R: Iggy Pop.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Gary Numan is pretty robotic, but what if he was playing footsie with you and he was wearing sandals with socks?</span><br />D: No deal! No deal!<br />R: I don't think he could get away with that.<br />L: Well it's better that he's wearing socks [so you don't] have to touch his bare feet.<br />D: No! Deal breaker right there.<br />L: I hate bare feet so much.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Would you rather have sandals and socks or dreadlocks?</span><br />D: Dreadlocks- I had dreadlocks when I was 17.<br />R: If they were accidental dreadlocks from not washing their hair very often, then I could go for dreadlocks. Ugh. Socks and sandals.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Who do you think is the gothest band in Vancouver? </span><br />R: The gothest?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: The..."gothic-est" ?</span><br />L: Us, of course.<br />R: No way.<br />L: We worship the dark lord and we're from Germany.<br />R: That was a review we got at Shindig last year.<br />D: No, no. What's Natasha's band? Suspiria, that's mine.<br />R: Yeah I'd go for that.<br />L: Yeah.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Yeah, you're right. </span><br />D: That's who I have a crush on- fucking Natasha. Massive.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Everyone does. </span><br />D: I saw her outside Lick on Saturday. I couldn't say anything to her.<br />J: You're an awkward teenager.<br />D: Also, the girl who just left White Lung.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Grady. Everyone has a crush on her too.</span><br />L: I don't have a crush on her. I don't remember what she looks like!<br />D: Nikki, I have a crush on you.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: No you don't.</span><br />D: I have a crush on your voice. That's what I have a crush on.<br />J & L: Yeah.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: How did you meet?</span><br />L: I met both of them [Ryan and Dustin] through Jenny.<br />R: Actually I met Jenny 'cause I used to work with her...six years ago.<br />J: It's all about the Mod Club. I met all of you at Mod Club.<br />D: We used to get wasted and go to Mod Club every Friday.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Are you all from Vancouver?</span><br />J: Nope. None of us.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Where are you from?</span><br />L: I've been living here the longest.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Are you from Europe? </span><br />L: Yes...Transylvania.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Shut-up. No, it's Berlin! </span><br />L: Actually, I did come here from Germany and that is not a joke.<br />J: We're [Jenny and Ryan] from Edmonton.<br />D: Vancouver Island.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Are there any bands you think are particularly over-rated?</span><br />L: Oh lots. Just ask ME! Arcade Fire. Oh! Oh! Here's one that's gonna get me fired from the world- The Velvet Underground.<br />R: I am wearing a Velvet Underground t-shirt right now. Check this out.<br />D: You wore that shirt on SATURDAY.<br />R: I know.<br />R: There are so many over-rated bands it's ridiculous...Everything in the top 40. Aids Wolf.<br />J: How very anti-establishment of you, Ryan.<br />L: Interpol.<br />D:Animal Collective.<br />L: What's Animal Collective?<br />D: Uh, I dunno.<br />R: Animal Collective- is that actually a band name?<br />D: Yup.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Who writes most of the lyrics? </span><br />R: Half and half (<span style="font-style: italic;">Meaning he and Luna</span>)<br />L: Lately, me.<br />R: Whoever sings it writes it.<br />L: I've kicked Ryan's ass lately in lyric writing. And not with quality, but with quantity.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What are you lyrics usually about?</span><br />R: Punctuation.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Shut up!</span><br />L: The last three songs I've written have been about...<br />J: Vampires.<br />L: Vampires, or dreams...you know, [being] molested by vampires. Or, you know, something similar.<br />J: I sense a common theme.<br />D: I heard Anne Rice isn't writing about vampires anymore. She's found a God and she's writing religious shit now.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What's "Snake" about? That's my favorite song of yours. </span><br />L: (<span style="font-style: italic;">Long laughter</span>)<br />R: Just say it! It's your chance to tell the world.<br />L: No!<br />D: Well, once she had this messy tailor, and...oh shit!<br />R: You're a genius.<br />L: I want everyone to know that it's not a love song. It's not.<br />J: It's an infatuation song.<br />L: It's kind of a funny thing to write about someone you've never met and that is prominent in the scene.<br />R: ...and friends with all your friends.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I don't know who it is. </span><br />L: What!? You don't know who it is after what he said!?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: The last name's Taylor? Is it Mike Taylor? Is it my drummer?...</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Oh no, he's not prominent. Is it Jesse?</span><br />R: Are you going to omit the part where you go, "oh no, he's not prominent!"<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Yeah! Of course. </span><br />R: Yeah, the first time we played that song was at the ER and Luna was like "this song is about somebody whose name starts with a 'J' " and I was laughing. Everybody in the ER's name starts with a "J".<br />L: Oh, I think I just snorted some of this (<span style="font-style: italic;">licorice root she was smelling</span>)<br />D: I will snort some of this. Come on, let's do this. (<span style="font-style: italic;">chops licorice roots</span>)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: How long have you been together?</span><br />L: Three years.<br />R: When we first started playing together in 2005, we were just a jam band. Me and Luna and Jenny.<br />L: And then we were like, "We need a cool guy."<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: So then what?</span><br />D: I'm about to snort some licorice, OK?<br />R: We actually had a really long search for a bass player. A friend of ours...from Fake Shark (Real Zombie) suggested that we bring Dustin on and we did.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What was highschool like? </span><br />L: Really boring and sad.<br />R: I was in a small town in northern Alberta and I was the only guy with Robert Smith hair.<br />There was a lot of ostracizing; a of bottles thrown from passing trucks.<br />D: I smoked alot...of pot and I had dreadlocks and I had a longboard with shag carpeting on it. That's all I remember.<br />J: My highschool was fine, actually. I went to a[n] art school...Actually, I went to three different highschools and two of them were horrible and then I found the right one. I fit right in.<br />L: My French teacher [was] a gay Newfie called, "Mr. Butt".<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: He must have been the butt of many jokes!</span><br />R: You're taking Dustin's jokes away.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Do you like The Smiths?</span><br />R: I love the Smiths.<br />J: Did you just ASK that?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What's your favorite [Smiths] song? </span><br />R: I like "That Joke Isn't Funny Anymore".<br />J: I really like "Rufflesome Ruffian".<br />D: I can never remember the names.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I like "Last Night I Dreamt Somebody Loved Me".</span><br />L: That song makes me cry.<br />R: Whenever I put that record on around Luna, she makes me skip that song.<br />D: "Rubber Ring"- that's my favorite!<br />Dustin begins singing "Please Please Let Me Get What I Want" in a Morrissey voice.<br />R: It sounds better when Morrissey sings it.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: When is your album coming out? Have you recorded it [yet]?</span><br />L: Yes! It's pretty much done. It's just waiting for the final touches.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Who recorded it?</span><br />L: The Hive<br />J: A few people<br />R: So we had Mike Gittens recording all the music at the Hive and then over the next like, fourteen years, we recorded the vocals with Hayz at his house.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: How are you putting your album out- on vinyl? </span><br />L: We're gonna press a 12 inch probably and then some CDs as well.<br />R: We're gonna have download cards. If all you listen to is electronic, you can buy the card or if you buy the vinyl, it'll be in the vinyl.<br />J: The girl I'm training at work was like, "Oh my God! You guys are making RECORDS? That's SO cool!...She lives in Coquitlam.<br />D: So...it'll be in the new year sometime.<br />L: We're hoping you know, early next year.<br />D: We're waiting to find out about a secret weapon in the mixing process.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Do you like any new bands, or any popular bands?</span><br />L:Yeah, lots.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Which ones?</span><br />R: I like a lot of the indie bands around here.<br />D: I watched the video for Beyonce's Single Ladies...she does the dance...and at the end she lifts up her hand which has like, the ring on the finger, cause single ladies put a ring on it or whatever...<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What?!</span><br />D: ...and she has a fucking robot hand in the video.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What do you think that meant? </span><br />D: I don't know, I googled it after, and everyone's like, "Oh, there's this awesome video- great dance moves and everything, but what was up with the robot hand?"<br />J: I actually saw a picture of her...she was at some event and she was wearing a metal glove.<br />L: Maybe her hand was cut off.<br />D: Like Luke Skywalker.<br />R: How exciting!<br />D: Who do I like...popular? John Williams.<br />R: Is that the composer that did Star Wars?<br />D: He's the composer who did a LOT of things.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What do you think of fur, veal, and leather jackets? </span><span style="font-style: italic;">(two of them have leather jackets with them)</span><br />L: I want them, but something inside of me is making me not buy one.<br />R: What!?<br />J: I always say, "No" to veal.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: But "yes" to leather?</span><br />J: Yeah, well, I never buy leather products...new, so I don't feel so bad about it.<br />L: But you're promoting it!<br />J: Someone else paid for that animal to die.<br />L: I have mixed feelings because I really want a fur coat and leather jacket. I'm OK with getting a leather jacket, but for some reason with a fur coat, I hesitate and I'm not quite sure why.<br />D: Because people don't throw red paint at leather jackets.<br />J: What's the difference between leather shoes and a leather jacket, really?<br />L: Cows are totally killable, c'mon.<br />J: Cows are cute.<br />L: I'm just joking.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Do songs ever come to you in your dreams?</span><br />R: Hell, yeah.<br />J: I don't write songs. In fact, I don't even play a musical instrument, unfortunately.<br />L: We usually write everything together, we don't come to jam with a song idea usually. We just come up with it there.<br />D: I dreamed about the perfect song once and then I woke up and I realized it was just "Freebird".<br />R: It was a sad moment.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: When I worked at Pub 340, there was a point at every show when someone would yell, "Freebird". I realised after a couple of months that it was Phil [a regular who also worked at Pub 340] every time. </span><br />D: I've been thinking that we should just learn how to play a version of "Freebird"...never play it and then when someone yells, "Freebird", stop what you're doing and be like, "Fuck, yeah!"<br />R: That's a great idea.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I like that..."This is what you get for yelling "Freebird"!</span><br />D: You better be smiling the shit out of yourself for the next nine minutes.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Where did your band name come from?</span><br />R: Oh, my God.<br />D: We wanted to describe ourselves, really.<br />J: It was better than "Groom Repairs" and "Warehouse" and...<br />L: "Severe Cuddle".<br />J: "Severe Cuddle".<br />R: Worst band name ever.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I like that. </span><br />J: I really liked "The Umpteens" but...<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Do you care about politics?</span><br />R: I don't care about Canadian politics.<br />J: Band politics or actual politics?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Actual politics.</span><br />L: I'm glad about Obama but it just about ends there. I like that the mayor has the first name as my brother.<br />D: Yeah, oh cool. I'm just glad [we] don't have fucking Sullivan. I feel like anyone can be better than him.<br />J: Yeah, he wanted to turn of the sirens after like, one [a.m] on emergency vehicles.<br />D: Yeah, and he got it done! It was a two year mission! ...He lives in Yaletown...he didn't like to be woken up in the middle of the night.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What's weirdest or scariest dream you've ever had?</span><br />D: First time I had a kitchen job. It was as a dishwasher and I was super sick on my first day of work. So I went home and I had a fever and I had crazy fever dreams that night...I dreamt my whole bed was pots and pans because that's what I'd been cleaning.<br />L: When I'm sick, I always have dreams that my bed is fucked up too!<br />D: I couldn't get comfortable and I was just surrounded by all these pots and pans and they kept coming and kept coming. I was freaked out and trying to clean them so I could sleep and it was just the most intense five hours of my life. I woke up on the bathroom floor, sweating...It was worse than acid. I wouldn't know. I've never done acid, actually.<br />J: I had this bad dream that I was in this band called "Adjective" and then I woke up and it was real.<br />R: I ate my pillow.<br />J: Yeah, I ate my pillow. It was really weird...I had this really scary dream about a gnome once.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: How old were you?</span><br />J: Twenty.<br />L: One time when I was five, I had this dream where my friend was like, "Do you want to go to the forest?" and I was like, "I have to go ask my mom". So we went to my building entrance and we asked my mom and she said, "OK". So we went to the forest and it was really, really dark and I was holding hands with my friend and then she said, "Something's eating me," and then I woke up. It was a wolf.<br />J:Were you the wolf?<br />R: I was in a cabin with a girl and Beck. At one point I ripped his jaw off his head...he was gonna kill us! I ripped his jaw off his head. Can I tell you about how I killed him? OK, I ripped his jaw off his head and then I cut him up into little pieces and put him in a garbage bag in the basement of the cabin. It was like 1999 when I had this dream...it was a long time ago.<br />D: This was an Evil Dead dream...with Beck.<br />R: Seems like it. The coolest part though was... it was set up like a movie. It had rising action and everything. At the end, after I threw the bag of his bits into the basement, I came back up and the girl was all scared and I was like, "It's OK. OK." And I felt a tap on my shoulder and I turned around and he was all put back together and everything.<br />D: I'll tell you about rising action.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N:Did you feel guilty?</span><br />R:Naw, it was Beck.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What are your top five favorite bands?... Wire? </span><br />L: Wire is probably number one.<br />D: Styx, Sparks, Air Supply, T-Rex, and Les Savy Fav.<br />J: I really like Salmon Dave and T-Rex, Smokey Robinson and the Miracles...<br />L: Wire, The Who and The Kinks, Bauhaus, The Fall.<br />R: Was that five?...Mine are obvious- Wire, Bauhaus, The Fall, Public Images...The Cure.<br />D: Have you heard [The Cure's] latest album?<br />R:Unfortunately. I have heard bits of it now.<br />D: It's fucking brutal...a lot of the songs are decent, but all the decent ones sound exactly alike.<br />J: I remember my other two bands- The Pixies and The Cars.<br />L: Really- The Cars?<br />D: What the fuck is wrong with The Cars?<br />L: I'm just saying- I'm suprised.<br />R: I'm gonna replace Public Image with The Pixies.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Are any of you religious or have you ever been?</span><br />D: So, my parents used to send me to summer camp...so many fun activities...you name it, they fucking had it...The thing was, it was also religious...and so I came back from it and I'm like, "Mom, Dad- I think I'm gonna start going to church on Sundays. I think I'll ride my bike down...My first time, I start riding down and it's like 7 in the morning and I get halfway there and I'm like, "This sucks," and rode my bike back home and went back to sleep. I was super brainwashed when I got out of the camp. I was reading the Bible for the next 3 days until I had to go to church and waking up that early and everything...<br />L: When I lived in Germany, everybody was super religious and my family was not. So, I don't remember why, but for some reason, my brother and I were extra hateful and we were all like, "God sucks!" and all this stuff. So whenever we went over to somebody's house, my parents would always be like, "Don't say anything bad about God or Jesus."<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: That's polite.</span><br />L: Yeah, but we were passionate about "God sucks."<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: When did you move from Germany?</span><br />L: I got here when I was 9 and a half. I was seven at the time.<br />R: When I was 18, I prayed to God and told him I'm not believing in him anymore.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: That's nice of you to let him know.</span><br />D: At least you didn't do it via phone call or text message or something.<br />L: That was Ryan when he was 18.<br />R: Actually, I was 17, sorry.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I never told him. I just started giving my boyfriend blowjobs, so...obviously!</span><br />R: I can't be religious anymore.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: (<span style="font-style: italic;">to Jenny</span>) Did you ever...pray to the Lord of light?</span><br />J: Yes. I used to go to a lot of summer camps as well and I used to go to church alot when I was probably like 10 to 16 or so. But I went more so I could hang out with my friends...we'd just sit up in the balcony and punch each other.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: When I used to go to church when I was a teenager, there was this boy that I dated for four days, and he tried to make me go into the daycare room to make out, but I wouldn't.</span><br />D: I also went to youth group...oh my god! Everyone in youth group fucked each other so much. They're horny bastards.<br />J: Well, it's like Catholic school.<br />D: I don't think I ever had sex with anyone from youth group when everyone else was.<br />J: What a good boy!<br />R: You wanted to have sex with Jesus.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What's the worst thing a boyfriend or girlfriend has ever done to you?</span><br />R: Lied.<br />D: Made me move back from Toronto.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Have you ever thrown anything at a boyfriend or girlfriend?</span><br />D: I had an intense six month relationship with a girl that was fueled by booze and coke and near the end it was like a bad fucking movie ...arguments all the time, all coked up and shit thrown at each other.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What's the funniest thing you guys ever threw?</span><br />D: There was a decoration duck, like a duck. It was kind of what we rested the lamp on...it hit me in the head. It really hurt... That's when I was like, "This is over- the duck has flown!"<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: What did you think about electroclash when it was popular?</span><br />L: I don't know what that is.<br />J: Like, Miss Kitten and The Faint...<br />R: I like that stuff.<br />J: Do you find Peaches attractive?<br />R: No. She's really cool though.<br />D: We played a show with Dandi Wind in a Langley basement and then we got a ride back to Vancouver with them and Dandi and I were...I was pretty drunk, so I thought we were flirting all night. Anyway, next time I saw her, she didn't even know me. Instant crush kill right there...Dandi Wind you broke my heart.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Do you play any other instruments?</span><br />L: I'm OK at keyboards.<br />D: Jenny plays the skin flute.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Who doesn't though?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: People don't seem to get your band. Why do you think that is? Do you think it might be because they're too stupid?</span><br />R: Vancouver likes party bands.<br />J: We're not a party band.<br />L: I think it's because- LISTEN- we're not very good looking and that makes people not be into our band because there's no immediate appeal. I think it's mostly the problems with the physical aspects.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: But you guys are all good looking.</span><br />R: You're an idiot!<br />L: Cause we're overweight and unattractive...<br />R: I don't understand this!<br />L: People can't seem to get into our band.<br />D: I think...<br />R: Yeah, let's have some real answers.<br />D: I think it's because we're not D.J.s.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: You are!</span><br />R: Two of you are.<br />D: I think it's because OUR BAND isn't a D.J.<br />R: It's just we're not a party band. Look at the bands that are successful in this city. They're all party bands.<br />D: I think it's because we weren't featured in the Exclaim! article.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: Maggie Gylenhal or Scarlett Johansson?</span><br />D: Scarlett Johannson.<br />R: Scarlett Johannson, hands down.<br />L: Scarlett Johannson!<br />J: Can I have both?<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: But what for?</span><br />J: I kind of prefer Maggie Gylenhal myself.<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">N: I do!</span><br />D: At first I'd be all about Scarlett, and then I'd kind of hint at her that maybe brown hair would be a better idea.<br /><br /><br />*Adjective photo from www.madmannequin.comYOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-24520681801203617912008-11-30T16:48:00.000-08:002008-11-30T17:42:39.490-08:00ZOMBIE PISTOLERO & HIS GUNS<div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifgg9qxTeBCbTY17_AndNmcB7Z-wFtHPht7EpEK-EAES-OusMPo0SEHffF1lZ2hAwxFRdwTCZMCCZtyDCqaomBbE9cg1yTAnFgaYBiDykOyLnujrMp_GOj-CtfxohcXlerIgA9yo_ZbuI/s1600-h/MONASTERYPhil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifgg9qxTeBCbTY17_AndNmcB7Z-wFtHPht7EpEK-EAES-OusMPo0SEHffF1lZ2hAwxFRdwTCZMCCZtyDCqaomBbE9cg1yTAnFgaYBiDykOyLnujrMp_GOj-CtfxohcXlerIgA9yo_ZbuI/s400/MONASTERYPhil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274627279296768546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >ZOMBIE PISTOLERO </span> photo by Phillip Intilé</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Zombie Pistolero & His Guns is the solo project of young, extremely talented, and extraordinairily strange Vancouver based artist, Aaron Summerfield. After a somewhat recent break-up with his former band, The Petroleum By-Products, Aaron moved on to write songs that were all his own. His band members now consist of a bass guitar, a drum machine and a reverb pedal. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > Zombie Pistolero songs sound like they were recorded by a lost cowboy with a heartache(perhaps Lee Hazelwood's long lost son?) in the middle of the desert. I think that's probably what he wants them to sound like. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > The bass based (ha!) songs are minimalist, leaving lots of room for atmosphere. Close attention should be paid to Aaron's lyrics, many of which seem directed to particular people in a cutting, yet witty manner. Dare I say Morrissey-esque? I think I'd like to mention either David Bowie or Morrissey in every interview.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > The lyrics are also poetic and humourous; Aaron makes great use of metaphors, similes, and allusions to comment on lost friendships, the unwanted strains of being introduced to new people, and the death of love. Aaron's thinly veiled jabs at the members of his social world are often laugh out loud hilarious and for "anti-socialites" such as myself, easy to relate to. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > Over the past year, I have gotten to know Aaron somewhat and gotten to know his music...maybe a little too well. I don't know, is three times a day too much? In person, when he is not busy being shrouded in romance and mystery, he is frank, and he'll do things that everyone does, like drinking too much wine and complaining about work. He is somewhat shy, but when he speaks, just like in his lyrics, he always has something magical to say. He has been a favorite of Shindig judges,myself and the most tasteful show promoters- Zombie Pistolero is a gem in this sea of shit*. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >(*just kidding about the "sea of shit"...sort of)</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Nikki Never: You seem to pay very close attention both to your aesthetic surroundings and colour during your sets. Why is that?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aaron Summerfield: I feel that colour, lighting and surroundings in general are neglected far too often for things that really influence an audience in such a dramatic way. If people didn't want something to look at, they'd listen to it at home, right? Actually, I think atmosphere is neglected way too much everywhere. Imagine how much less depressing everything would be if someone spent the time to tap into the individual personalities of inanimate objects? Streets with number names and the same house a thousand times; fluorescent lighting; vinyl siding; carpet that looks like spit up newspaper? To me it says, "Who cares who lives there or if they even live..."</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Please describe your relationship with colors.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Massive, constant distraction (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synaesthesia)</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What is your favorite color?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: always love a good rusty cadmium coppery orange and a comet cleaner colour of pale blue on the edge of indigo, but Zombie Pistolero is mostly Plum, Purple, Turquoise, Mint Green and sometimes a kind of Navy-Blue.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN:Have you ever been to the hospital?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I've spent a good deal of time in the hospital for all kinds of accidents including (but not limited to) poisonings, blood loss, dehydration, HUGE migraines and the like as well as to visit a number of ill and/or dying people near and dear to me.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: How long have you been writing Zombie Pistolero songs for?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: None of this stuff is older than May of the year 2008</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What is a common theme in your song lyrics?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Frustration explanations</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What is some of your favorite music?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Almost anything with authenticity can catch me. If I list specific things, I could feel sick with it next week!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Do you do any drugs? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I only trust nature (except painkillers). I think it's always good to re-evaluate a situation.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What was highschool like for you?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Which one? I've been at almost 6 different highschools, and they've all been pretty lame. I guess I just couldn't find the right place.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Did you go to school with the Petroleum By-Products folk? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I didn't. Not so sure I'm disappointed</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Do you prefer playing solo or in a band? </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I prefer playing with a band most times so I don't have to be everyone. It's also exciting when you hear what your bonds with people actually sound like.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Why did you leave Petroleum By-Products?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Actually, I was kicked out of the Petroleum By-Products. There'd been some difficulty regarding show offers and some people needing new material in order to play said shows. However, in order to prepare new material, it's generally a requirement that everyone involved be in attendance on the agreed upon day of the week and that their tools be in working order. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Everyone being very busy and geographically dispersed, I suppose, created a sort of void for time and energy that prevented anything moving forward. I was perhaps most irritated of all by this, and started to (try to) delegate, with no frills, frankly. This was apparently not well received, and next thing I knew, the whole thing stood so still, pidgeons arrived, and then it fell apart. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As all the implications of that were spinning around while trying to finish up some recordings at Little Red Sounds, I went to the Practice Shack one day to pick up some equipment and walked in on a "session" with Nicholas of Ice Cream, Cosmetics (respectively) replacing me on Bass. Only Nick and I said,"Hi." back and forth,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I walked through the room and grabbed my mic. stands and then left, closing the door with concerted effort so as to make it inaudible because I really don't like door-slammers. That was it, I was out, although I've heard some extremely interesting recounts from recounts of that day and the whole situation through sources who'll remain anonymous.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Do you intend to ever add members to Zombie Pistolero?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I assure you, Guns are assembling, but we mustn't disregard the invaluable contribution of my first collaborator, the Nomad, who has served me with unfaltering time-tapping.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What has the Shindig contest (a battle of the bands held by UBC unversity radio station CITR) taught you?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Winning isn't anything. I like people from CiTR</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Have you ever been in love?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Not properly</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Have you ever hated someone?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Too often; it's the most affordable way to find direction, but I try not to more and more. The good part is, my memory is almost irritatingly prone to romanticizing.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: What is one of your pet peeves in other people?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Impression of standards and emotional expectations. I really resent being told how I'm supposed to feel. As long as someone's not imposing on someone else, what's the problem really, asides from the pushy jerk?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: How do you get along with your parents?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: We're friends, but I dunnae see either of them as much as I'd like to. I always think of family as such a perfect way to see parts of the world one might never ever see otherwise, which sometimes helps for tolerating things, and other times, bigtime doesn't.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: Describe the strangest dream you've had</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: I once dreamt that some friends of mine had injured noses, having had them closed in windows of cars. I thought it might be some kind of cocaine reference, and I called another friend who was then seeing one of these two from the dream, who I had been speaking to on the phone in the dream. I told her the story and she said one of them had actually slammed his nose in a door just the day before. I remember that one specifically because it was such an unlikely injury. The rest are all very epic. Go big, or get up!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I also have a few recurring dreams including variations of animals all over me and whispering; another where I'm at a kind of underwater drive-in, and people are in their cars with their windows up at the bottom of a lake and I'm walking around outside, tapping on windows; also, one I've been having since as far back as I can remember where I'm about mid-life and in the desert in a grey suit, with fedora and a deep-red tie. The jacket, I have slung over my shoulder, and I just walk casually off of a cliff and fall with nothing but relaxation. I could go on for too long...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >NN: If you could do anything right now, money/gravity not an object,what would it be?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">AS: Take ownership of a plot of land by the sea and move into a deep cave with glowing lights and wandering passages, the entrance to which being located in the roots of some gigantic trees (with respective structures amongst their tops). There would be a number of clear pools, lit and unlit, of all different temperatures for all different moods. Surrounding these pools are a great amount of very comfortable persian style banister beds in dark wood amongst thick vegetation provided by very successful plants in enormous ceramics, adorned with more lanterns, housing small birds. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There must be a coupla' walls of giant, well-lit aquarium. Every chamber has some kind of fire pit or place. Fresh water and delicious edible fungae would, of course, produce on site. I'd also like some smooth radiators, in the very unlikely event I should ever become cold and want dry heat. Citrus fruit & others would be retrieved from elsewhere. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">There'll be some access to cliffs outside, on the other side of the property, where the house would continue in fairly small airy rooms painted shades of bone, overlooking the water. Mexican blankets will be sloppily folded there, but the architecture will be prim and victorian. Please please visit, but call first. I'd also be able to breathe underwater.</span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-28697034984534306492008-11-25T11:36:00.000-08:002008-11-25T12:29:34.230-08:00MENTAL STAGNATION INTERVIEW<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5KQ7zctdxKCyKHkLAI_MO5ECC9-xSAc0iS7V9qvXjqx71QNuxWqeNX4DZksxAbiqFQOpaeFFXOBmwgEq2jeBRLQEDU87zlI_ch8xuLobJ8Sb_OaWynSxnCcm3w9n9oaL0IO6Hav0t15k/s1600-h/mental+stag.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5KQ7zctdxKCyKHkLAI_MO5ECC9-xSAc0iS7V9qvXjqx71QNuxWqeNX4DZksxAbiqFQOpaeFFXOBmwgEq2jeBRLQEDU87zlI_ch8xuLobJ8Sb_OaWynSxnCcm3w9n9oaL0IO6Hav0t15k/s400/mental+stag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272681673750874034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> I first met Mental Stagnation last August, when my band, Terror Bird played a show with them at a pizza parlour in Sacramento, California. DJ Rick, a well-loved DJ for California radio station KDVS, had set up the show for us. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The pizza venue wasn't exactly overflowing with people, but we all got to eat free pizza and more importantly, meet the folk from Mental Stagnation- bassist Jon, keyboardist Nahum, drummer Jason, and singer Marilyn.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> We were fortunate enough to be invited back to Marilyn's home for a party with the rest of band and DJ Rick. Marilyn made deliciously sweet cocktails and told us not to let her wild kitten, Bishop out of the bathroom.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Mental Stagnation is made up of four intelligent, glamourous people in their early twenties. They have more substance (and style) right now than most people build up during their entire lives. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Their music is dark, synth-heavy and danceable. They bring Fuzzbox to mind with their off-kilter, wavery vocals, but the comparison ends there.<br /><br />They have a self-titled cassette out with song titles such as "The Cats in the Walls" and "The Road to Hell".</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Singer, Marilyn Ayres looks like Cindi Lauper if Jackson Pollock designed her outfits, except waaaay better. She acts like she's your best friend and you've known her your whole life. </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">In our interview, she explains why David Bowie could never be a bad kisser, the dullness of Marilyn Monroe, and why it's the popular choice to act stupid.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: I love the name Mental Stagnation. Who thought of your band name and what does it mean to you?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: "Mental Stagnation" sorta encapsulates our frustration with the pervasiveness of intellectually suffocating American sub (and mainstream) cultures. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >There's this whole conspiracy of silence and climate of fear around thinking and expressing thought outside of the academy.<br /><br />The slippery slope of (non) thinking is really palpable; it's unsafe to voice opinions becuase they could potentially rub someone the wrong way, and potentially burn your bridge with that person in the future, so better to just stay quiet and not even potentially ruffle anyone's feathers, and/or just repeat what everyone else is saying.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />Some of the music that is out there that calls itself 'free-thinking' and 'subversive' adheres to the same values in rendering only the most 'safe' opinions -you know, war is bad, drinking is good, racism is bad, rich people are bad, organized religion is bad, etc. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The music is less that of articulate radicals than of frat bros., and we've never thought of drunk chauvinists as being subversive in definition.<br /><br />Anti-war slogans are printed on clothing and bags and sold at corporate stores; so why is music that capitalizes on empty 'progressive' sentiments still regarded as subversive? </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Also, we're really seeing a huge flood of cultural artifacts from every subculture and every decade made digestable (updated) for mass American consumption which really underscores how we feel that we live in an anti-intellectual culture that has just been completely mined and stripped of meaning by advertising/marketing/capitalism.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nikki Never: What are some of your favorite bands? </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Marilyn Ayres: Subtonix, Gestalt, Madame, Clair Obscur, and Opera de Nuit, obscure and mainstream dark synth-wavey stuff. But Jon (bass) loves thrash metal and grind, and Nahum's (keyboards) favorite stuff is screamo and early jazz, like the French Django Reinhart dude. </span></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >We all like Danny Elfman.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: Do think your favorite bands influence the sound of your band?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: Definitely, but when I listen to our stuff, it doesn't immediately sound like anything else I've heard, which makes us really happy because there [are] a million bands out there endlessly re-inventing the wheel and capitulating to formulaic conventions. </span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >I think the bands that influence our sound help make it complicated in being textured and layered so there isn't the instant gratification you get in assuming there is a definitive style. Not that our music is 'new' for novelty's sake, but that the impetus is more to create music that isn't being played, the non-familiar in the difficulty alone of bridging diverse influences of thrash-metal-punk-jazz-new wave-goth into something that also speaks to our individual aesthetics.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: We here in Vancouver love and respect DJ Rick (a DJ at KDVS Radio, based in Davis, California). How did you meet him?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: W</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >e love DJ Rick! He is largely responsible for de-suckifying the town of Davis...Rick has put so much work into promoting/creating alternative punk and experimental sounds and community spaces that I kinda like (parts) of Davis. Which is scary. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />We met him at one of the many shows he/KDVS put on and he actually set up our first show back in April with ex-Subtonix band, Magick Daggers, which was in Davis, and was (non-ironically) awesome. </span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >He brings all the tasty musical treats to Davis, which would probably die of musical starvation without him. He and KDVS [are] just such [great resources] for being exposed to...obscure or underground music that would be unheard without. Without him, we would never have heard Terror Bird and Nu Sensae and that li'l part in my heart that your music affirms would have gone unaffirmed and we would most likely never met or played together.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: You sing in the band, but do you play any instruments on the side?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: I was never taught or had any training, but am learning (with Jason's tutelage) how to play the synth-guitar</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />NN: What are your lyrics about?</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><br /><br />MA: Feminist cultural and literature analysis. Term paper topics, essentially, that we're like, "hey I haven't heard many people talk about this in their music before". Oh yea, and cats. </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />NN:How is your cat, Bishop doing? Any cat news?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: Bishop is now gigantic and wants to attack and eat my hair!?</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: You and your twin sister have a few similaries (besides being the same age) You're both very friendly and fun, color your hair wild colors, and have exciting fashion sense. What are you parents like?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: Our parents were hippies, so we're lucky to have grown up in a fairly liberal house, but most Northern Californians are, aren't they? Our mom has always been especially influential to us, she got her doctorate while raising us and has always been a feminist and scientist. </span></span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >They're both really supportive of our ambitions; putting us through school and even co-signing a lease for our soon-to-be store together!<br /><br />There's no way we could do the things we do today without their support. All of us in the band actually have had supportive, affirming parents, which inspires a common thread of gratitude and humility I think.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: The way your band looks has a glitter rock/1980's appeal. How do people in Sacramento react to you?<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: Considering that our project's mainstream and [made up of] obscure literary/film/music cultures and references, few and far between seem to 'get it.' Which is good because we don't want to do music that is fluff pop or devoid of personal meaning, but it does mean we play rarely...</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >It's really exciting when people do 'get it' or what we're doing does speak to them because 'it' is so involved with inaccessible obscure sounds and ideas that we're mostly only sure that we 'get it'.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />NN: Have you been to college/university? What classes are you taking?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA:I am about to graduate UCD in, surprise- Women/Gender Studies. Nahum (keyboards) is majoring in music comp. nerdery and Engaged Lameness, Jason (drums) is an English major, and Jon (bass) is working full-time right now.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What do you think about Marilyn Manson?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: I think he's very articulate and intriguing. His "Food Pyramid" guest appearance/song on Clone High is awesome.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: What about Marilyn Monroe?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: Iconicly boring.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: Who writes the songs in Mental Stagnation? How do you go about writing them?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: The boys write the music, since they all have had formal training and years of experience. Jon writes amazing riffs/keyboard segweys into the prehistoric land of the True Rockasaurus. We all listen and talk about the progressions, improve or tinker on them together, and discuss the subject of lyrics. It's egalitarian and co-operative.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: Have you ever had a mental disorder?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: No, not yet, keeping my fingers crossed for a post-adolescent onset of schizo, but my brother and other family and friends have had various issues.</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: When I toured the states, I heard a lot of people complaining (rightly so) about the expense of health care. How has that affected you? </span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: We have to get health coverage through our schools or have none at all. I lose my coverage when I graduate, Jon has none at all, which is scary, but there's nothing to be done about it. We think it's totally fucked, with what, over 37 million poor and even more without health insurance. It's a giant scheme that we as individuals can't do much about; just hope we won't need to go to the hospital. We've all seen Michael Moore's "Sicko" and have thought about moving to Canada, American health systems are pre-dominantly Catholic; they aren't super happy and great, even less so in comparison with other nations' socialized systems.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />NN: What is your favorite scent?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: Fabric softener? Old books?</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br />NN: Would you rather dine with David Bowie or Peter Murphy? What kind of food would you eat?</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >MA: Bowie. I don't know what we'd have; hopefully something as glamourous and mystical as his hair.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />NN: What if during the dinner, whoever you chose got really drunk and tried to kiss you but was the worst kisser EVER?</span> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">MA: That would be antithetical to Bowie's existence and thus could not possibly happen. Some might consider it blasphemous to speculate. He oozes sex, his EYEBROWS have more sensuality than Nahum's entire lifetime of bi-curious affairs.</span></span><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> </span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-60277249211988747692008-11-23T15:22:00.001-08:002008-11-23T15:35:51.260-08:00MODERN CREATURES ALBUM<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWozhM3eKJGOWjmxNUJ7VnAhBb2-NNXyI50biGrLWC6VRv07KQRfHV6AlZQi6cT7Y0G5gThJP24mlvHdwkMlYizXYoO2_G6YQkaVf1Q4-_4k9tdt3xdEeUa4EUomoZ0RB1P7dPocsQidI/s1600-h/gramma.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWozhM3eKJGOWjmxNUJ7VnAhBb2-NNXyI50biGrLWC6VRv07KQRfHV6AlZQi6cT7Y0G5gThJP24mlvHdwkMlYizXYoO2_G6YQkaVf1Q4-_4k9tdt3xdEeUa4EUomoZ0RB1P7dPocsQidI/s320/gramma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271997803024476306" border="0" /></a><br />My band, Modern Creatures has a full-length record coming out on Grotesque Modern (very modern) in early 2009. Above is a beautiful, sad picture of my grandmother that we are going to use for the album cover.<br /><br />The tracks on the the album are going to be (although, not in this particular order):<br /><br />1-The Inside<br />2-The Converts<br />3-Divorce Yourself<br />4-Becoming A Lizard<br />5-Telegram Eyes<br />6-Updated Moderns <br />7-Waiting Room<br />8-Took Your Girl<br />9-Thick, Thick Black (new version)<br />10-Time To Go (new version)<br /><br />It was recorded by Jordan Koop and mastered by Josh Stevenson. Two of the songs, "The Inside" and "Time to Go" are going to be in a film directed by Sook-Yin Lee called "Year of The Carnivore". Jeremiah (bass) and Mike (drummer) are going to be in the movie as the fictional band members of "No Fun", who is going to be "playing" Modern Creatures songs.<br /><br />!!!YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-60372140556288048952008-11-21T00:40:00.000-08:002008-11-21T00:42:44.783-08:00JUST SO YOU KNOWInterviews with the following artistes will soon be posted: Adjective (Vancouver, B.C.), Zombie Pistolero & His Guns (Vancouver, B.C.), Mental Stagnation (Sacramento, California), and Mattress (Portland, Oregon).YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-33422336781244152502008-11-18T01:26:00.000-08:002008-11-18T17:53:20.261-08:00JEREMY JAY INTERVIEW: NOV. 2009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin542nGuud72xR2UeuNFy6XkKSnGO-tf_O5n5koYvbIISOZATKNnZSFdjs6hSFycatlvjACngL2I03FuLcX7GdAI2ZP4g-iE2WFIaOWnrUYxRrMy5TMqbm5qTlWxL32crWV3l_PabJLB8/s1600-h/jeremy+jay.jpg"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269942696420522034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 358px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin542nGuud72xR2UeuNFy6XkKSnGO-tf_O5n5koYvbIISOZATKNnZSFdjs6hSFycatlvjACngL2I03FuLcX7GdAI2ZP4g-iE2WFIaOWnrUYxRrMy5TMqbm5qTlWxL32crWV3l_PabJLB8/s320/jeremy+jay.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">I first met</span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"> Jeremy Jay</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> in the summer at underground Vancouver, B.C. venue, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">The Sweatshop</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">. My friends from the band, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Cosmetics</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> had asked my band, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Terror Bird </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">to join their bill. They had asked me months before the actual show, so at first I didn't bother to look at Jeremy Jay's myspace site for more than a few seconds. When I finally did, it blew my fucking brains...after I was done being snobby. I must say, I got a little jealous of his songwriting genious and ended up covering one of his best songs, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">"Airwalker"</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">. Fortunately for Jeremy Jay, I didn't cover it at the show and his version is a LOT better. </span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">His live show didn't sound exactly like the electronic pop recordings I had heard online- it sounded more like a rock band (which, duh ,it was). Anyway, that doesn't matter because I ended up buying half of the record collection he had brought over to Canada as well as drunkenly flattering this shy, mellow man. When I asked him which recordings he thought were best, he said, "They're all fun." </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"></span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">"Fun? Don't you mean magical as in a trip to Mars?" I thought to myself. </span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"></span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">I was too shy to ask him to trade 7 inches. Plus, it's so akward when someone whose music you don't like does that. God! Why do people in bands I don't like do that?</span><br /></span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">This dream-pop gem master is from Los Angeles. Despite the stifling heat and the general ick-factor of his home city, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Jeremy Jay</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> and his band manage to create the most dreamy, magical music heard since </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">The Smiths' "Strangeways, Here We Come". </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Seriously, listening to his music is like falling in love while dancing on clouds from the vapors of tears of joy.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Jeremy Jay is signed to Olympia, Washington's </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">K Records</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> and Australian label, </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Pop Frenzy. Just this year, he and his band have</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> gone on long tours both of America and Europe. He is about to journey on an Australian tour at the end of this month, as well as a tour of Germany with </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Deerhunter</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> next year. I'd call him lucky, but he's too talented for a word like that. Anyone is welcome to punch me later for this mind-numbing gush fest.<br /></span><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Anyway, Jeremy Jay's next album, <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"><span style="color:#99ffff;">Slow Dance</span>, </span>comes out on </span><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">K Records</span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"> in March 2009. </span><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">He also has a romantically titled single called <span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">"<span style="color:#99ffff;">Love Everlasting</span>"</span> out in January, recorded by Calvin Johnson and Bob Schwenkler.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">Sadly, because Jeremy Jay is so busy (and mysterious), he only had time to answer a few of my many, many questions. It is obvious from his charmingly unspecific statements that this rising star has had at least some practice doing interviews. </span><br /><br /><br /></span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nikki Never: What were some of the highlights and contrasts of touring Europe and the U.S?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">Jeremy Jay: Well, I'd have to say I love touring both the U.S.A. and Europe. Both are actually very different. Driving around in the U.S., you don't see very many castles, but then again</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">driving around in Europe, you don't see the Plateau mountains of New Mexico. Both landscapes are so different. People-wise, I'd have to say its easier tour the U.S because I'm used to speaking English. But then again, it's exciting trying to order a coffee in German.</span><br /><br /></span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: How do you go about writing songs?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">JJ: I don't know, but one way I can answer this question is to compare songs to life. In life, you never know what could or would happen in some sense. I feel that songs are the same. You never know what might be inspiring to you. Music can also be an expression of one's time in a way.</span><br /></span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: There is a very dreamy, romantic undertone to your music. Would you agree? How well does your music match the way you are in everyday life? Are you a romantic? Are you a dreamer?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">JJ: I feel that no matter how hard you try to hide yourself it shows through when someone sees you or hears you. Everything about one's self is in their music, I think.</span><br /></span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"> </div><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: You've covered Suicide's "Ghost Rider" and Brian Eno's "Baby's On Fire"; what are some of your other influences?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">JJ: I've also covered...others; "You Are My Lucky Star" [from the] Boyfriend soundtrack, "Starpower" [by Sonic Youth], "Shayla" [by] Blondie, "Lunar Camel" [by] Sioux, [and] Severin [of Siouxie and the Banshees]. I'm listening right now to Pauline Murray and the Invisible Girls- a very great and inspiring record. Next, I will probably listen to the album "12 X 5" by The Rolling Stones.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">I just went to the bookstore and bought almost ten books. Among them, the Marlene Dietrich autobiography, "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes", "The Orient Express" by Graham Greene, a biography on Walt Disney by Leonard Mosley, "The Thirty-Nine Steps" by John Buchan,</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">and "The Hunger" by Whitley Strieber.</span><br /><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">I also recieved just today a gift of an anime movie called "Be Forever Yamamoto."</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)">I love the movies.</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"> "I also wish I could meet John Hughes.</span><br /></span><div class="Ih2E3d" style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms"><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: What's the strangest thing a fan has ever done?<br /><br /></span></div><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">JJ: A girl just bum-rushed the stage and wanted to whisper something in my ear.<br /></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">NN: Creepy.<br /><br /></span><a style="FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://www.myspace.com/jeremyjay"><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >www.myspace.com/jeremyjay</span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,255,255)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"></span></span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-18989305107343370092008-11-16T13:53:00.000-08:002008-11-16T14:46:57.510-08:00BLACK PLANET<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> Last night, I hosted an all-girl dinner party. I invited everyone to bring their own music if they wanted to. No one brought any music. Instead they brought fancy cheese, panda shortbread cookies, chips, hummus, crackers, and chocolate pastries. It turned out great for me, because I didn't have to pretend to like Led Zeppelin and I got to eat a lot of delicious things I can't afford! I made stirfry. It wasn't that good.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> A romantic date-like mood was set with white flowers, a psychedelic globe that cast patterns onto the wall, and a bunch of candles. This did not save the host from the outcomes of the somewhat incompatible mix of friends I brought together.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Social challenges aside, This is who played on the soundtrack of our dinner:</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">FABULOUS DREAMERS DINNER PARTY SOUNDTRACK</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Sisters of Mercy</span> -I heard this being made fun of when I was in the washroom. Of course, the song playing was called "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Black Planet</span>". I replaced the tape with something less comically dark upon my re-entry to my livingroom.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Depeche Mode</span>- "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Depeche Mode 101</span>" is a live album full of great songs. You can only hear cheering on it sometimes and Dave Gahan says "thank you" like he thinks he's Jesus.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">New Order</span>- I thought "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Power, Corruption, and Lies</span>" would spark a dance party, but not even my favorite song<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">, "</span>5-8-6<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"</span></span> could make the dream come alive.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Jeremy Jay</span>-"<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Airwalker</span>" is an album I once listened to every day for two weeks. I think that might be happening again. So magical and dreamy, but sadly it's over in less than 20 minutes.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">The Pixies<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">- </span></span>"<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Doolittle</span>" sparked a Pixies debate between the two people that hated the Pixies and the rest that had loved them since they were teens. One of my friends had never heard them before and another one of my friends said they sounded like the Goo Goo Dolls. Huh?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Belle and Sebastian</span>-<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">The album, "</span>The Boy with the Arab Strap</span>". I thought I would be put to death for this, but then remembered I was at an all-girl dinner party, not a clone-my-husband party. Not that he would literally, uh, put me to death, but he might heave a heavy sigh.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Spiritualized</span>-I scored the "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Pure Phase</span>" tape at Ameoba in Los Angelos. It's a little warped, but it still takes you into another world. Great for sex, doing the dishes, and sleeping. Perfect.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Brian Jonestown Massacre</span>- I can't get enough of this 60's style, fake accent loving band. I once tried to get Anton Newcombe (is that how you spell it?) to come to a Modern Creatures show in New York. He had already moved to Iceland or something, apparently.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Donovan</span>-The song, "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Hurdy Gurdy Man</span>" makes me want to have a sexy moment with anyone and everyone. It also makes me want beaded curtains.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Nirvana</span>- <span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"</span>In Utero<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"</span></span> is an album no one complained about. We just talked about how dreamy Kurt Cobain is and how we were sad when we read Courtney Love's blog and found out how bad at proof-reading she is! I'm not going to say the Kurt Cobain diary didn't come up.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Kate Bush</span>- My only remaining friend from grade school said the album, "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">The Dreaming<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">"</span> </span>sounded like someone on a drug trip. She's never done drugs.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Slowdive</span>-The song, "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Allison</span>" was approved of. We were able to listen to alot of depressing music without letting it affect our moods.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Lee Hazelwood and Nancy Sinatra</span>-The song "<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Some Velvet Morning</span>" spawned the most magical mood of the night. At this point it was 2:30 am and the people left (plus my husband, who had come home by then) were ridiculously stoned.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);">Spacemen 3</span>- Almost the same as Spiritualized. This was at the end of the night. I was starting to forget who people were talking about while they were halfway through their stories. I went to bed at 3:30 am. I wanted to be one with my bed.<br /></div><br /></div>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817523127771760734.post-86946293945690894762008-11-15T14:07:00.000-08:002008-11-15T15:17:18.002-08:00FRIDAY NIGHT AT THE PEANUT GALLERY<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Last night I got to the Peanut Gallery late, expecting it to be filled to the brim with young adults. It wasn't, and didn't get much busier as the night went on. Perhaps Vapid over at Pub 340 stole the Friday night crowd? I'll rip their fucking eyes out. Actually, I would have liked to see them, but Pub 340 can just burn down, thanks.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Daniel of Nu Sensae was DJ-ing when I walked in. It was just like being on tour with him again. Especially because he wouldn't play Human League for me. However, he did put my broke ass on his guest list as well as engaged in a Kate Bush "Wuthering Heights" dance with me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The two-piece, Stamina Mantis played first, but without their praying mantis costumes! How long has this been going on? Anyway, it gave me the opportunity to notice that Bill of Stamina Mantis has short hair now. One of their songs vaguely brought The Velvet Underground to mind.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">My drum and bass faves, Nu Sensae played next. I think they had those rockers had a new song. I discovered that I've seen them so many times that I actually know what they're doing all the time without watching them play. Really, I can be sitting on a couch, and conveniently in my mind, Daniel's arms will flail stylishly while Andrea rocks back and forth with her hair in her face.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> It weird how the "stop the car I wanna get out- what are you doing to me," line that Andrea sings just gets shorter every time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Syrup played next. They are a four piece all-male, all-Portland band comprised of sax, guitar, bass, and drums. Their set was chaotic and spastic. Drummer/singer Philip might aim to irritate, but he was better at riling people up when I saw Syrup play in Portland. Plus, their music is ACTUALLY really good. They made everyone look stupid for just standing there by moving around more in 15 minutes then anyone else moves in an entire day. But I miss the days when Philip would try to hit people with mic stands.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Last was N.213, or Nic Hughes of Shearing Pinx, who danced and sang distorted, kareoke-style lyrics solo over pre-composed beats. His samples from the movie "Female Troubles" made those who recognized them giggle. His dance moves were damn sexy but he's dropped my favorite song from the roster! A cop outfit with short shorts might suit audience members of N.213. Honestly, I was distracted from this performance by a girl doing this really good "mom dance". She was not wearing a cop outfit, but she seemed to be enjoying herself.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sadly, even though DJ Justin and (DJ?) Daniel played their best songs at the end of the night, the room was empty. People went home instead of dancing. It was not wild. It was a three beer night for me. I was saving my body for Saturday night.<br /></span>YOUTH ANONYMOUShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00627793021784648903noreply@blogger.com0