New York art punks Les Savy Fav have earned a reputation as one of the most unpredictable live bands around. Frontman Tim Harrington—all beard and belly—is known for kicking up a ruckus, so Ryan Little and I headed over to The Black Cat Saturday to see if its low ceiling could withstand Harrington's assaults.
Pre-Show Banter
Ryan Little: How many [...]
Love Nightclub has a new owner. Last week, the Alcoholic Beverage Control board approved the $7.8 million transfer of sale from Washington "nightclub impresario" Marc S. Barnes and his Okie Dokie LLC to Dean Smothers, a local real estate investor and owner of The Scene nightclub.
Barnes opened Dream in 2001 at 1350 Okie St. NE, and changed [...]
Morning kids. Looks a bit like rain today, and I can’t say I approve. It’s cold as fuck.
So my bi-annual quarter life crisis didn’t quite arrive this year. It was too busy freaking Gen X out as the Baby Boomers strut down runways–guess you really are never too old for anything.
I’m starting to think life [...]
Morning, readers.
*Don't tell Beaujon! The Times previews forthcoming Obama bio by New Yorker editor David Remnick, makes goofy little gaffe. To wit, the correx:
An earlier version of this post misquoted Mr. Remnick on his comparison between the book and a New Yorker article he had previously written. He said the book would not be a [...]
“Chuck Brown's Long Dance,” last Sunday’s Washington Post Magazine cover story about the godfather of D.C. go-go music, was an illustration of the importance of editing. Brown’s audience? “30- to 40-something African Americans.” Later we learn that his audience “is made up of mostly 30- and 40-something African Americans.” Brown’s prison stint? “Back then, Lorton [...]
Bluebrain's "Cakeblood" composition is to aleatoric (or chance-based) music as the duo's usual repertoire is to heavily textured indie pop: smart, a tad bewildering, and ultimately quite pleasant.
That was certainly the case last Thursday night, when the area duo and about four dozen recruits performed the 36-minute work-for-30-odd-boomboxes while walking around the Dupont area. The [...]
Dear Ms. Beasley,
One of my higher-ups alerted me to your valedictory XX Files column in yesterday's Washington Post Magazine. Imagine my surprise to discover that it was all about me!
Surprise and chagrin, to be honest. Because your column paints a horrifying picture of post-college male decadence, including but not limited to 1.) gluttony 2.) a [...]
Some people insist that the newspapers' current crisis is ultimately good for journalism, including arts journalism. But decreased budgets mean giving ink to the lowest bidders, rather than the best journalists.
Which is how highly regarded papers end up with concert reviews like this one, published last Thursday in the Montreal Gazette. The ignorance and [...]
From tonight's pick by Caroline Jones: "One part kitsch, one part political satire, and one part glitter, the Kinsey Sicks, describe themselves as “America’s Favorite Dragapella Beautyshop Quartet.” The group returns to D.C. on Saturday night with a new set of parodies, skewering everyone from Condoleezza Rice to Vanna White. What began 15 years ago [...]
Skate rock (Think Sublime's genetic material crossed with that of Minor Threat) is a lot like milt. Some people get a mouthful of the creamy white stuff and think, "So this is fish sperm. Not bad!" Other people take a bite, move it around with their tongues, and then say to themselves, "Oh god, I [...]
