Sunday, June 29, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Maybe we didn't understand it's just the end of the world.
Me i dont say much
Its far too hard to make you See in a moment
I still forget just how to Be
all you wanted
I couldnt ever love you more (x4)
I couldn't love you more -The Cure, the end of the world
Finally. The Cure. Robert Smith. Sweet, pretty brooding man who's voice and melodies have undulated through my imagination as far back as I can recall. Finally. I got to hear those melodies live. Did that sound a bit mawkish? Sorry. It's just emotional residue from last night is all.
So, last night The Cure played Radio City. They sounded amazing. I got to hear so many songs I was hoping to: Prayers for Rain, Pictures of You, The end of the World, Love Song, Just like Heaven, Lullaby...et al
I missed the encore, (because otherwise my pumpkin (re: express bus) would have turned into a ferry ride)
but that's okay with me. It was still one of the better concerts I've been to in awhile. Million times better than the STP debacle. I find it odd that this summer the best show I've been to thus far has been indoors.
Some asides from last night:
Radio City sells frozen fruity drinks in plastic margartia glasses, the stem of which is a pair of rockette legs. Gotta love the self promotion- but anyway sipping my $12 drink, from the glass kept reminding me of the lamp from the Christmas Story.
They have phone booths in the bathrooms. Yes, phone booths. I thought I stepped through some rip in the time space continuum and was transported back to a simpler time. when people still knew what phone booths were, like the 80's or something.
There was a lot of smoking going on in my section. Of the nicotine and non-nicotine variety. Which I find odd, not only because as a NYer. smoking indoors is just so foreign to me now, but also because, well it's Radio City Music Hall. It's not that big of a venue. I thought that sort of thing only happened at MSG, where security has pretty much given up.
All that "smoking" turned many a person into a dancing fool in my section. Which was priceless for the entertainment value alone. All except for one man, who I dubbed "The tree". He was about 7 feet tall, and would stand up, as tall and proud and unwavering as a mighty oak, directly in my line of view. There's always one at every concert I go to though.
Singing along to Just Like Heaven in unison with the whole crowd was pretty damn cool. But I am kinda, sorta dorky, so I guess I would think that-but just the same, it was pretty damn cool,
Its far too hard to make you See in a moment
I still forget just how to Be
all you wanted
I couldnt ever love you more (x4)
I couldn't love you more -The Cure, the end of the world
Finally. The Cure. Robert Smith. Sweet, pretty brooding man who's voice and melodies have undulated through my imagination as far back as I can recall. Finally. I got to hear those melodies live. Did that sound a bit mawkish? Sorry. It's just emotional residue from last night is all.
So, last night The Cure played Radio City. They sounded amazing. I got to hear so many songs I was hoping to: Prayers for Rain, Pictures of You, The end of the World, Love Song, Just like Heaven, Lullaby...et al
I missed the encore, (because otherwise my pumpkin (re: express bus) would have turned into a ferry ride)
but that's okay with me. It was still one of the better concerts I've been to in awhile. Million times better than the STP debacle. I find it odd that this summer the best show I've been to thus far has been indoors.
Some asides from last night:
Radio City sells frozen fruity drinks in plastic margartia glasses, the stem of which is a pair of rockette legs. Gotta love the self promotion- but anyway sipping my $12 drink, from the glass kept reminding me of the lamp from the Christmas Story.
They have phone booths in the bathrooms. Yes, phone booths. I thought I stepped through some rip in the time space continuum and was transported back to a simpler time. when people still knew what phone booths were, like the 80's or something.
There was a lot of smoking going on in my section. Of the nicotine and non-nicotine variety. Which I find odd, not only because as a NYer. smoking indoors is just so foreign to me now, but also because, well it's Radio City Music Hall. It's not that big of a venue. I thought that sort of thing only happened at MSG, where security has pretty much given up.
All that "smoking" turned many a person into a dancing fool in my section. Which was priceless for the entertainment value alone. All except for one man, who I dubbed "The tree". He was about 7 feet tall, and would stand up, as tall and proud and unwavering as a mighty oak, directly in my line of view. There's always one at every concert I go to though.
Singing along to Just Like Heaven in unison with the whole crowd was pretty damn cool. But I am kinda, sorta dorky, so I guess I would think that-but just the same, it was pretty damn cool,
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
My Favorite things about the Incredible Hulk Movie
1) It was not the Ang Lee version
2) The quick flash of Bill Bixsby in the beginning of the movie when Banner is flipping through tv channels
3) The Lou Ferrigno cameo.
4) The CGI fight between Abomination and Hulk.
5) They played the "sad walking away" music. Priceless!
6) Banner trying to say "You won't like me when I'm angry" in Spanish and fucking it up.
7) ED NORTON! Because well he's Ed Norton and he does no wrong.
8) Hulk's dialog. He said "Hulk smash!" and I smiled
Oh sweet summer movie season, how I love thee. The packed theaters, the stale popcorn, the dubious stains of a sticky nature on the floor. I said I wasn't bootlegging it this summer, and being a gal of a determined and dedicated nature I've been to see all the biggies so far.
I''ve also got a food theme running concurrently with my movie out tings.
Indiana Jones ( and the curse of the medicare beneficiary), was comfort food (mmm mac n cheese) @ Chat N chew
Hulk was burgers at Stand (which were good, and they had an amazing beer selection, but a little disappointing-but that's a blog for a different day)
And the Dark Knight? Soul food @ the Pink teacup (it comes highly recommended and it better not disappoint, even if it does I'm sure the movie won't) If you can follow my odd string of logic, soul food seems a perfect fit!
I love when I get to combine the various components of my addictive nature. It soothes, comforts and somehow oddly validates me! Who doesn't live for validation though really?
2) The quick flash of Bill Bixsby in the beginning of the movie when Banner is flipping through tv channels
3) The Lou Ferrigno cameo.
4) The CGI fight between Abomination and Hulk.
5) They played the "sad walking away" music. Priceless!
6) Banner trying to say "You won't like me when I'm angry" in Spanish and fucking it up.
7) ED NORTON! Because well he's Ed Norton and he does no wrong.
8) Hulk's dialog. He said "Hulk smash!" and I smiled
Oh sweet summer movie season, how I love thee. The packed theaters, the stale popcorn, the dubious stains of a sticky nature on the floor. I said I wasn't bootlegging it this summer, and being a gal of a determined and dedicated nature I've been to see all the biggies so far.
I''ve also got a food theme running concurrently with my movie out tings.
Indiana Jones ( and the curse of the medicare beneficiary), was comfort food (mmm mac n cheese) @ Chat N chew
Hulk was burgers at Stand (which were good, and they had an amazing beer selection, but a little disappointing-but that's a blog for a different day)
And the Dark Knight? Soul food @ the Pink teacup (it comes highly recommended and it better not disappoint, even if it does I'm sure the movie won't) If you can follow my odd string of logic, soul food seems a perfect fit!
I love when I get to combine the various components of my addictive nature. It soothes, comforts and somehow oddly validates me! Who doesn't live for validation though really?
Sunday, June 1, 2008
STP @ PNC
Billed as the "return of the rock" tour by k-rock, STP and opening act Filter performed last night,(supported by Ashes Divide, whom I did not get to see) amidst the ever-pending threat of thunderstorms at PNC. Thankfully, the weather pretty much cooperated and we didn't get caught in a downpour, although the frequent bolts of lightening which streaked across the night sky, did add a certain amount of elemental danger to the later portion of the show. The threat of electrocution always does though.
The much hyped reunion of STP was my main motivation for attending the show, but I was surprised by Filter. My only expectation of them was to hear "Hey man nice shot" live, but "Trip like I do", and "Take a picture" were also really good.
Filter left the stage around 9:30pm. The anticipation for STP started to swell, and then swell some more, and then take on a sort of restless edge. PNC stops serving beer at 10pm, the venue supposedly closes at 11pm, (with fines issued to performers for every minute after 11pm that they play) As the energy in the crowd started to reach it's nervous, anger apex, around 10:30pm STP finally took the stage. Rumor has it, the delay was because Weiland refused to leave his bus. Whether this is true or not, and if true whether that was just temperamental rock star diva-esque antics, or something else, the long delay had visions of a canceled performance and testosterone, beer fueled melee ensuing, dancing in my head. Thank Loki for small favors.
Weiland looks the rock star part. Emaciated. It's hard to imagine that he's the same front man that started with STP in the mid 90's. There were definitely sound issues last night. At times the vocals sounded a little thin and reedy (or maybe that was just due to where I was on the lawn) but they delivered all their hits.
Thankfully they played until midnight, because a half hour set again brought visions of riots dancing in my head.
I think STP maybe has to find their mojo as a band again after not playing together for so long. I'd be interested to see how their performance progresses. Especially later on this summer when they open for The Red Hot Chili Peppers. (which probably would be a great show) I kind of think without the added pressure of being the headliners, they probably would have a much tighter set. But, I'm glad I got the chance to see them live, and I'm glad that other than a few rain droplets, (and scary as all shit lightening bolts, the thunder almost indiscernible over the music) the weather held out, I'm also especially happy there weren't any riots.
And just like that, my summer concert season is off and running.
Next up: The cure. I'm sure I won't have to worry about any riots at that show. Some maudlin posturing maybe, but definitely no threat of any bodily harm.
The much hyped reunion of STP was my main motivation for attending the show, but I was surprised by Filter. My only expectation of them was to hear "Hey man nice shot" live, but "Trip like I do", and "Take a picture" were also really good.
Filter left the stage around 9:30pm. The anticipation for STP started to swell, and then swell some more, and then take on a sort of restless edge. PNC stops serving beer at 10pm, the venue supposedly closes at 11pm, (with fines issued to performers for every minute after 11pm that they play) As the energy in the crowd started to reach it's nervous, anger apex, around 10:30pm STP finally took the stage. Rumor has it, the delay was because Weiland refused to leave his bus. Whether this is true or not, and if true whether that was just temperamental rock star diva-esque antics, or something else, the long delay had visions of a canceled performance and testosterone, beer fueled melee ensuing, dancing in my head. Thank Loki for small favors.
Weiland looks the rock star part. Emaciated. It's hard to imagine that he's the same front man that started with STP in the mid 90's. There were definitely sound issues last night. At times the vocals sounded a little thin and reedy (or maybe that was just due to where I was on the lawn) but they delivered all their hits.
Thankfully they played until midnight, because a half hour set again brought visions of riots dancing in my head.
I think STP maybe has to find their mojo as a band again after not playing together for so long. I'd be interested to see how their performance progresses. Especially later on this summer when they open for The Red Hot Chili Peppers. (which probably would be a great show) I kind of think without the added pressure of being the headliners, they probably would have a much tighter set. But, I'm glad I got the chance to see them live, and I'm glad that other than a few rain droplets, (and scary as all shit lightening bolts, the thunder almost indiscernible over the music) the weather held out, I'm also especially happy there weren't any riots.
And just like that, my summer concert season is off and running.
Next up: The cure. I'm sure I won't have to worry about any riots at that show. Some maudlin posturing maybe, but definitely no threat of any bodily harm.
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