You can download most of V/VM's albums here.

I don't know if I saw Ra Ra Riot on a bad night or something, but they are really no good. Like laughably so.

I danced to their music, but I was being ironic.

Scum of the Motherfucking Earth, from Orlando.

I am making a poster for the concert coming up next Friday (the 24th). I believe the second image passes my personal design test (something I haven't seen before, simple), but it's pretty low on information content - I need to figure out how to add additional meaning to the poster without making it even more jumbled than it is currently.

Bad Credit No Credit on tour www.badcreditnocreditmusic.com

"Boys' Club" live at a jungle party at The Fishmarket, Atlanta, Georgia, with footage of Found Objects of Desire. Video taken by Em of The Back Pockets (www.myspace.com/thebackpockets--check them out!!)

Story behind the last 20 seconds of the video: we made way more money than we thought we would at the show, and ended up giving the band like 150 bucks in ones and fives. It was sort of surreal to hear a touring band tell me, "this is too much money."

Man, I love this.

We dumpstered at a few million flower shops last night, and now the warehouse is filled with trees and vines and flowers and jungle bushes.  We are having a jungle themed concert/costume party tonight.  I am going to be a puma.  I am looking up pictures of pumas right now so I can correct anyone who tries to sass me about my un-puma-like behaviour.

Puuuuuuma.

Just saying the word makes me excited.

I cut through my first lock with the bolt cutters last night.  It was great.

I'm hosting these two couchsurfing girls from Elon University.  We've been having a blast showing them all the weird parts of the city, getting into hijinks, and playing Deluxe DVD Edition Lord of the Rings Trivial Persuit.

Ate dinner with the Hare Krishna's on Sunday.  It was excellent, highly recommended.

These Are Powers concert tomorrow night.

It's been so sunny+hot lately.  It hurts in a good way, leg flesh on burnt concrete.

I keep telling people I'm super-excited, but I think they can tell even before I mention it, because my eyeballs have been dancing like eggs in a frying pan.

If you like strange things, I would suggest downloading Nomen Novum's Room For Rent. It's a free album they're releasing along with their first full-length.

Best listened to while wearing headphones, as it involves hilarious ghosts.

BTW, Rooftop Vigilantes are probably playing music in your town sometime soon.  You should check them out - they are good.

Here's Brooklyn Vegan's writeup.



And now I've got to go take pictures of the moon.

My downstairs roommate is working on paneling his room.

I can tell because I woke up this morning to the sound of him hammering, punctuated by the words "fuck. fuck you. you're shit." every other blow. Not spoken in a monotone, but his voice is so low that you can imagine it that way.


These Are Powers play at Eyedrum in Atlanta on March 24. Caledonia Lounge in Athens March 25.

I don't know why everything that happens today is pregnancy related. I think the communal cat ("Beefy") is pregnant.

I think I need to read that book that Marco Polo wrote. I was reading an excerpt earlier today where he describes a unicorn (actually a rhinoceros). Polo is careful to point out that they are not particularly attracted to virgins. Also, they do not kill with their horn.  Instead, the horn is used to knock beasties down, and then they kill their prey using "two sharp ridges along the edges of their tongue."

Sometimes Baby Dinosaur Vs Extinction is good, and sometimes they're bad.  They are playing tonight at Star Bar - I can't make it, but, if you like songs called "coke dick" and "49 cents hotdog day," you will probably like them.  There is a good chance they will be raging drunk, and then you will probably love them.

Here is a picture I took of their lead singer a few months ago.



I think that is the first time I ever photographed a concert, just a few weeks after getting my camera.  I still sort of like the photo.

I guess, if you like The Killers, last night's concert was really good.  For me it was mainly very loud and very bright.  That's the first big arena concert I've ever been to (looked up tickets just before going - the section behind mine was selling for $138!!!), so it was fun to see a different sort of crowd and attitude among attendees.

Critical Mass just before the concert was fantastic and hilarious.  I lead the whole mass on this really twisty path through Atlantic Station's parking deck.  200 bikers, all shouting and honking, "happy friday!" echoing through all four parking levels.  It was really great.  Looking back at the mass, I was blinded by some of the biggest smiles I've seen this winter.

Ah!

And then stopping by the haveyouheard studios, where we were recording Adron.  She's just fantastic.  Sings a heavily tropicalia influenced singer/songwriter deal*.  Learned Portugeuse just so she could cover her favorite songs.  Great voice AND fantastic song writing+composition.  I basically lost my shit every time she opened her mouth.

Now I'm sitting outside barefoot in the sun, eating my neighbor's wireless and letting my solar batteries recharge.  And listening to Adron's myspace.

* listen to Bicicleta.

Fight Like Apes - Tie Me up in Jackets from Eoghan Kidney on Vimeo.

My old editor at Performer Magazine's moved on to a blogging job since the magazine went bankrupt. She's awesome (doy) and puts together a lot of cool posts like this one:



Herbie Hancock - Rockit (1983)

"Not only was this the first hit single to feature scratching, and
inspire tons of turntablists for years to come, Rockit was a seriously
funky electro tune crafted by one of my all time favorite musicians.
Herbie has always embraced the most current technology and found a way
to squeeze the funk out of cold hard machines. Killer video too!"

The rest of the article.

New Matt and Kim album:

http://www.mediafire.com/?dtfw5wzymmm

I've been getting into a lot of glitch heavy, high bass stuff lately. Pretty much anything that sounds like The Books, but heavier and more busy.

Here's Strength In Weakness, by local Atlanta band Nomen Novum, courtesy of Have You Heard.

Obama speaking in St. Louis yesterday.  That's what a 100,000+ person crowd looks like.

It's funny to realize that I've done half of my growing up under a truly horrible president.  I'm looking through pictures like this, Obama's early speeches, and fivethirtyeight... almost starting to hope that things are moving towards the right track.

Oh, and I'm reviewing a band called Thomas Function right now.  They're pretty awesome.  Here's Snake In the Grass - it's got a nice Stiff Little Fingers feel, right?

My parents are traveling to Turkey, so I've been spending most of my time trying to avoid telling them how long they should stay in Cappadocia.  I don't know guys, stick around until you get bored.  There's giant stone penii in every direction - you should be happy for a few days.

The bike's falling apart more than usual.  My cassette teeth are so worn down that a few of them are more round than square.  And somethings wrong with my right shifter - I think I can probably fix that.

Halloween parade yesterday, and Halloween things afterwards.  It was fun.  I realized that I shouldn't be around my musician friends when they've got instruments.  I realized for the millionth time how much I love October.  I realized that drunk people love bathrooms even more than they love shots, traffic cones, hamburgers, or promiscous members of their favored sex.

I got tricked into going on a date Friday night.  It was late, and I was confused, calling around to see who was still up at 10:40 pm.  I reached an old high school friend I hadn't talked to in months, they said come meet them, I did, and was introduced to this girl they'd been trying to get me to meet all those months ago.  It was pretty awkward (surpise!) - The girl and I are sitting next to each other, there's three other people at the table, and the whole time I get the idea that my "technique" is being closely inspected.  I wanted to leave very very badly after ten minutes, but I didn't want to insult the girl or my friends, so I invited the girl to come for a walk, which ended up being a bad idea, as the walk lead to my place, and a long drawn out morning the next day, and probably another week or so of journal entries along these lines.

I'm planning a Halloween pre-party on the day of.  It will be at my apartment from 6 until 9, there will be weirdo foreign horror movies (with an emphasis on Lucio Fulci's ripoffs of American zombie movies), hunch punch colored orange, and probably a smoke machine.  Maybe sandwiches too.

I am trying to find a way to organize all the parties and stuff happening over these next two weeks.  Halloween night is especially bad - Critical Mass, my pre-party, an alleycat at 9, the alleycat afterparty, Black Lips at Star Bar, and then like three different house parties.  I would like to try and be at all these things.  I would also like to get fairly trashed and makeout with a girl dressed as a sexy cat (this is my goal for most nights, but October is the only month it actually happens).

Oh, and a camping trip sometime in the future, but inside the city.  I'm thinking along the beltline - there's a few really nice spots that are far enough away from people that campfires can be set up with no problem.

Work still sucks, still looking for a new job.

Haven't felt any real inclination to eat lots of acid for three weeks now, which may or may not be a good sign.  Though, now that you mention it, I currently do want to eat lots of acid.

Whatevs.  I'm gonna go be in a pillow fight.

Go to Beat Kitchen tomorrow night at 9.

Watch Gringo Star.  They are from Atlanta.  They are awesome.

A ruling this week could force online music sellers to pay publishers more money - as an Apple threat to close iTunes looms.

This is truly America's second Great Depression*.

I've been trying to write this 300 word article for the last week, and the only thing I have is:

"Nomen Novum and Thy Mighty Contract played unexpectedly packed sets on The Other Sound Festival's first night. Even though they were opening for more well known local bands, both Nomen Novum and Thy Mighty Contract easily drew at least three times more spectators than Chopper, the headlining band."

Eugh.  I feel enveloped in bland.


* GP 2: Even Greater!

Domestic issues at home. My mother and I are both very stubborn*, so our arguments tend to go Cold War very quickly.

Other things are going good. We've got some writers and designers lined up for this new website, that music site I write for just won a regional prize, I've almost got enough work out the way to start on another pay piece, and, y'know - there's this weather.

I've got a crush on one of the barristas at this coffee shop, and she's like at least 30% of the reason I go there, but I haven't really done anything about it because I'm not comfortable with hitting on people who (at least in theory) earn their money by being nice to me. A few days ago she came over to chat on her cigarette break, and we mainly exchanged the sort of babble two people use to prove that they're:

1) weird
2) smart
3) hip
4) artsy

It was a stupid conversation, but I think we both enjoyed it... ironically.  As the conversation was ending she kept talking about stuff she was doing that weekend, and I was too dense to even say "I'll see you there," or something along those lines.  So then I ended up at one of the things she mentioned, because it turns out she's in a band I really like, but I hadn't realized it before because when she's performing she wears a falcon costume + mask + foot high heels.  It got awkward from there, and now I'm sitting at home trying to make a list of everything I hate about burlesque.

* more accurately, we're only very stubborn when we're arguing with each other.