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Terminal Boardumb => Non-Music Shit => Cities => Topic started by: tina on December 03, 2009, 05:21:33 PM
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Went into a store that sells pots & pans and other cookware and they were playing SUICIDE.
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Also people can feel free to post ridiculous fashion pics here.
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really? yesterday julia, rachel and i were in an indian food place that were playing suicide.
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You're a regular old Cindy Adams, you know that.
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Aldo in Portland.
I heard the Feelies in Fred Meyer the other day.
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I'm in Carroll Gardens listening to Suicide right now.
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cuz of all that pandora and other bullshit you hear good music in weird places now. i was at the eye doctor the other day and they were playin skip spence. they said it was from some internet shit.
speaking of things that only happen in williamsburg do those two fuckin idiots still run around on bedford dressed up like fuckin fairies or some shit doin their little bullshit plays? i dont know if i have ever wanted to kill somebody more in my life. actually i definitely have but theyre pretty high up on the list.
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What about the people that sometimes sit by the train at Bedford dressed like beatniks with an old fashioned typewriter and try and sell you poems and shit.
Only in New York kids. Only in New York.
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Also in Portland.
I was about to say that..........don't be so proud of your neighborhood to think it's got uber-hipness cornered. People hate New York 'cos it tends to be braggy even without trying to be braggy.
In Portland, I've heard Deerhoof (an earlier album) in a children's educational toy store, and incredibly, I've heard 50 Foot Hose and Metreiya Kali at a dessert place. I had to ask "What are we hearing right now?" to find out about Metreiya Kali. So Suicide's really nothing. Have you seen these reports about what's happening at fast food chains there? And Dead Moon while eating pizza.....which almost seemed way too normal, actually!
In Richmond, California, I went into a Colton Music & Piano store at the mall and heard Funkadelic's "Free Your Mind...", and two big-bootied middle-aged mamas got all excited. One bugged her eyes at the other in surprise and said, "OOOOH, GIRRRRLLLLL....THIS USED TO BE MAH JAMMMMM!!!", and then they threw their arms up, and did the hardest bump dance I've seen in decades.
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speaking of things that only happen in williamsburg do those two fuckin idiots still run around on bedford dressed up like fuckin fairies or some shit doin their little bullshit plays? i dont know if i have ever wanted to kill somebody more in my life. actually i definitely have but theyre pretty high up on the list.
Haven't seen them in awhile. Hopefully somebody murdered them at Burning Man and their bones were plucked clean by vultures.
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Only in Williamsburg would people think that things like this happen "only in Williamsburg."
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Only in Williamsburg is Keegan Cooke considered a bad-ass.
I see a Jeff Foxworthy-worthy joke avalanche coming.
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Jeff Foxworthy-worthy
Good work!
Where else would you sooner find some James Worthy-worthy goggles worn ironically at a party?
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I dunno, I think it's pretty strange that a Martha Stewart type place would be bumpin' Suicide. It's no surprise when it's a coffee shop or something, but this place specializes in cookie sheets and rolling pins. Most of these "only in NY" things could also be apply to a place like San Fransisco of course. Tina lived in Portland for a couple of years so I'm sure she knows what types of places you hear these kinds of things there.
I am still shocked and awed by these kinds of incidents though. One of the first days I started working the bar during the day at Enid's, I threw on The Tall Dwarfs when one of the customers excitedly proclaimed "you're playing the Tall Dwarfs?!?!" and I enthusiastically responded "yeah!" The customer then explained to me that he had just moved to NY from Nebraska and he'd only been in town for a couple of days and was really excited to be living in a place where he could hear Tall Dwarfs over the stereo while grabbing lunch at the neighborhood family restaurant. I told him that I'd just moved to NY myself a couple of months before from Wisconsin and was excited myself to be living somewhere that lunch customers at my job would recognize Tall Dwarfs (after only a few seconds of it coming on no less). I'm pretty sure I made a post about that incident.
For you West Coasters this may all be par for the course for you, but for us Mid Westerners this kind of thing is pretty rare and cool. I'm still constantly amazed by how often I hear Silver Apples around NY at various places. You just hear them all over the place here and in North Eastern Wisconsin that's pretty obscure stuff even for fans of underground music.
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Just remembered about a year ago my friend was at some high end fashion clothing store in Manhattan and they were listening to and talking about Eat Skull in the store. The guy who told me about this has lived in NY for about four years already and lived in Berlin and Melbourne before that, and he was still pretty shocked by it. It's not always just that you're hearing something obscure or strange over stereos audible to the public, it's the specific places you hear this stuff. Hearing Eat Skull ANYWHERE in WI would be weird, hearing it at plenty of places in Williamsburg wouldn't be that crazy, but in some high end fashion place like that, it was pretty fuckin' weird, even for someone that most on here would probably assume to be a LES hipster douche.
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What about the people that sometimes sit by the train at Bedford dressed like beatniks with an old fashioned typewriter and try and sell you poems and shit.
Only in New York kids. Only in New York.
This guy used to do that shit in Berkeley all the time. He would sit outside this really popular grocery store with his typewriter, making up improv poems, saying them out loud, selling them etc. Once i was walking by and when i showed disinterest, he started saying something like "mean lady doesn't like poetry". Total dick.
Also there's the "want a poem?" guy who "works" the farmers markets there. Of course he was a frequent customer at my old vitamin job. His poems were really raunchy.
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I'd like to personally give those neo-beatnik poetry peddling people the beatings their old man didn't have the balls to give em.
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Didn't somebody start making a documentary about the Bedford Ave. preacher guy? I saw something on-line somewhere. Whatta card that guy is.
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I heard "Love Is All Around Me" by Crushed Butler at the KeyFood on Grand Street in Williamsburg a few months back. Pretty sure no punkers work there so might have been another Pandora aberration.
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What about the people that sometimes sit by the train at Bedford dressed like beatniks with an old fashioned typewriter and try and sell you poems and shit.
Only in New York kids. Only in New York.
This guy used to do that shit in Berkeley all the time. He would sit outside this really popular grocery store with his typewriter, making up improv poems, saying them out loud, selling them etc. Once i was walking by and when i showed disinterest, he started saying something like "mean lady doesn't like poetry". Total dick.
That guy totally sucks. Always make a point to eye-roll at him.
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Koppas by Flipville, where I used to get lunch everyday, must wanna move to Williamsburg bad.
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Koppas by Flipville, where I used to get lunch everyday, must wanna move to Williamsburg bad.
the only time i went in there was to use the atm to buy some stuff at flipville, afterward iw ent back in and played their atari for like 2 hours
awesome
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Koppas by Flipville, where I used to get lunch everyday, must wanna move to Williamsburg bad.
the only time i went in there was to use the atm to buy some stuff at flipville, afterward iw ent back in and played their atari for like 2 hours
awesome
My point is they were forever playing 'cool' music. Siouxsie, Morrissey, Kinks, generic soul...that United States Of America album for what seemed like weeks on end.
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YEAH I KNOW WUT UR POINT WUZ
im pretty sure when i went in there it was morrissey (i mean MOZZ) and soul crap. i THOUGHT i heard some guru guru or other krautrock faintly but that might of just been in my head
off topic but should i get a sandwich from there
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Also in Portland.
I was about to say that..........don't be so proud of your neighborhood to think it's got uber-hipness cornered. People hate New York 'cos it tends to be braggy even without trying to be braggy.
Huh? Did I come off as being proud of my neighborhood? Because there is so much about this neighborhood that I find completely ridiculous. And that was more of my point.
I was commenting on this particular incident because I thought it was funny. Hearing this kind of music in a Williams-Sonoma type place seemed so bizarre and really out of place.
And yeah, I lived in Portland longer than I've lived in Williamsburg, and I realize that there are "hip" and "cool" places all over the country.` And thanks for letting me know why people hate New York. Those first 26 years spent in the Midwest and West coast have been pretty much erased from my memoy.
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i'm working on a poem,
mean lady doesn't like poetry, she's a total dick
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Also in Portland.
I was about to say that..........don't be so proud of your neighborhood to think it's got uber-hipness cornered. People hate New York 'cos it tends to be braggy even without trying to be braggy.
Huh? Did I come off as being proud of my neighborhood? Because there is so much about this neighborhood that I find completely ridiculous. And that was more of my point.
Oh, please don't take offense....that's why I included that part about "without trying to be braggy".
The reason why it took two Sacramentans to insinuate that this "only in Williamsburg" is some kinda obnoxious 'tude is because we live in a city that is assumed by many including some of our best friends in the SF Bay Area to be the kinda place that no one would ever live in by choice. As if we all just got stuck here by shitty circumstance. Yet I love it here and love to make my Bay Area friends aware that I live in a 3bd/2ba house for less than their 1bd/1ba apartment, and all that extra cash means I get to travel as well, and I wind up seeing double or triple as many rad shows as they do because they're too busy working two job to make rent. So that is my revenge. Yet I also know the reality that if I walk into a store that sells fancy cookware, I'll be surprised and even happy if I hear some Carly Simon or Jim Croce.
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Only in LA would I end up at a party with Larry (genetic disorder), doing key bumps on the lawn while Rick James partied in the coke room upstairs (we harrassed his limo driver repeatedly.. he wouldn't confirm that Rick James was indeed inside of this random 20-30 year old LA hipster party)
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Only in Williamsburg is Keegan Cooke considered a bad-ass.
I see a Jeff Foxworthy-worthy joke avalanche coming.
Oh, man. Never been considered bad-ass. Anywhere. Thanks though, Erick!
I'm constantly dumbfounded by the music that I hear in stores and cafes in Williamsburg. Moondog? Sure. I think its pretty neat, I guess!
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Also in Portland.
I was about to say that..........don't be so proud of your neighborhood to think it's got uber-hipness cornered. People hate New York 'cos it tends to be braggy even without trying to be braggy.
Huh? Did I come off as being proud of my neighborhood? Because there is so much about this neighborhood that I find completely ridiculous. And that was more of my point.
Oh, please don't take offense....that's why I included that part about "without trying to be braggy".
The reason why it took two Sacramentans to insinuate that this "only in Williamsburg" is some kinda obnoxious 'tude is because we live in a city that is assumed by many including some of our best friends in the SF Bay Area to be the kinda place that no one would ever live in by choice.
Speak for yourself. I'd flee this fucking burg if I didn't have a stake in it. I used to have the same misty-eyedness you do about this place but that ended soon after the turn of the century. Yes there are good things about this place, but there is much to hate, too, starting with lack of a lot of shit that used to be handy. Midtown and the grid has seriously degraded over the last ten years blah blah blah.... San Francisco is better than Sacramento.
My "only in williamsburg" snipe has everything to do with this "shock" among "hip" people everywhere that they have a corner on a certain type of music or style or whatever, when shit is much more common than they think. Maybe my opinion has something to do witht he fact that I mail weird fucked up records to every part of the country, places where fans of thsi kinda music are not supposed to exist. But it goes beyond that. You hear mainstream sports talk show guys like Jim Rome chatting about the Circle Jerks with Greg Hetson, football players talking about listening to the Bad Brains, Can used as bumper music, etc. Ten years ago I walk into a suburban mall in Sacto and they have a kareoke stage and some dick is singing Anarchy in the UK and I knew the world as I knew it was over. So some Martha Stewart kinda place is jamming Suicide. Welcome to the Twenty First fucking century.
PS I hate people. Maybe something to do with being told i have to pay for a crown, at the dentist. fuck you all.
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only in memphis - I'm cooking dinner with the wife and the doorbell rings. we both say godamn what the fuck, it's the repress of the uv race album
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Haha
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Also in Portland.
I was about to say that..........don't be so proud of your neighborhood to think it's got uber-hipness cornered. People hate New York 'cos it tends to be braggy even without trying to be braggy.
Huh? Did I come off as being proud of my neighborhood? Because there is so much about this neighborhood that I find completely ridiculous. And that was more of my point.
Oh, please don't take offense....that's why I included that part about "without trying to be braggy".
The reason why it took two Sacramentans to insinuate that this "only in Williamsburg" is some kinda obnoxious 'tude is because we live in a city that is assumed by many including some of our best friends in the SF Bay Area to be the kinda place that no one would ever live in by choice.
Speak for yourself. I'd flee this fucking burg if I didn't have a stake in it. I used to have the same misty-eyedness you do about this place but that ended soon after the turn of the century. Yes there are good things about this place, but there is much to hate, too, starting with lack of a lot of shit that used to be handy. Midtown and the grid has seriously degraded over the last ten years blah blah blah.... San Francisco is better than Sacramento.
My "only in williamsburg" snipe has everything to do with this "shock" among "hip" people everywhere that they have a corner on a certain type of music or style or whatever, when shit is much more common than they think. Maybe my opinion has something to do witht he fact that I mail weird fucked up records to every part of the country, places where fans of thsi kinda music are not supposed to exist. But it goes beyond that. You hear mainstream sports talk show guys like Jim Rome chatting about the Circle Jerks with Greg Hetson, football players talking about listening to the Bad Brains, Can used as bumper music, etc. Ten years ago I walk into a suburban mall in Sacto and they have a kareoke stage and some dick is singing Anarchy in the UK and I knew the world as I knew it was over. So some Martha Stewart kinda place is jamming Suicide. Welcome to the Twenty First fucking century.
PS I hate people. Maybe something to do with being told i have to pay for a crown, at the dentist. fuck you all.
Well, fuck you and all that sweet.sweet candy you will be getting for that crown. There is a season...turn, turn, turn. Do you think music like this being played in settings like that might divert the typical shoppers mentalities some and lead them down a different path? Or is all music just going to be one sound soon? Playbable anywhere, by anyone with all of the capitalist detatchment intact?
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I might feel a bit better about this crown if I was in pain because if I was in pain, I'd have a script Vicodin....but now I feel like I am gonna be taunted.
I am sure that some time ago some beardo was blown away when he walked into an elevator and heard Miles Davis being pumped over the intercom. Music will survive.
Save shock for the first time you hear the Mentors "Fucker her in the ass" pouring out of the speakers at Toys'R Us.
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I might feel a bit better about this crown if I was in pain because if I was in pain, I'd have a script Vicodin....but now I feel like I am gonna be taunted.
I am sure that some time ago some beardo was blown away when he walked into an elevator and heard Miles Davis being pumped over the intercom. Music will survive.
Save shock for the first time you hear the Mentors "Fucker her in the ass" pouring out of the speakers at Toys'R Us.
Although I would rather not feel this way, I do in regards to the so called "normals" encroachment into areas I thought they would stay far away from. The "Pottery Barn" set is the musical equivalent of manifest destiny and sometimes I feel as if I'm one of the native americans with a culture and lifestyle that is being adopted and washed over. Maybe I have this ingrown, knee jerk reaction because it's the folks who would normally populate a kitschy home improvement store or Panera Bread whom I made a clean break from in my teens. I'm sure some of you 80s guys felt that way during the punk era. Even though I don't have the original hardcore punk scene as a personal reference to being "out of step" I still have that feeling of being taken back in by a world who wanted nothing to do with me or anything that popped into my head for a long period of time. Maybe this is all natural to the evolution of music and it's subterranean current like you say Scott. But the encroachment feels icky.
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Sure sure but it is only encroachment if you think of culture as territory or something that is proprietary. By extension, we should be shocked when Black people play "White" rock & roll (as we were when I was a teen). This is all nonsense and it has less to do with sounds than it does with tribal identity. People get excited or repulsed when they hear familiar "unpopular" sounds in the "wrong" public settings, but does anyone question what some square looking guy is playing on his ipod, what the corporate looking chick at work listens to at home? Maybe it is working in a bookstore forever and seeing the most uptight looking people buy books that you'd never ever guess they would be into that has destroyed my illusion about this shit. Or maybe its hearing so many song used as advertisements that this stuff doesn't phase me. Suicide in a Martha Stewart clone store is odd? How about a Dirtbombs song used to sell Buicks? Or the Black Lips selling watches? Not that this is pleasing, but it should be a surprise. All culture eventually becomes mainstream or has aspects of it adopted by the masses. Like I alluded to earlier, jazzbos were taken aback when "their" music started being accepted then adopted by the mainstream. At one point, people were repulse by Erik Satie. Now it is used for mall music.
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Here come them fuckin? niggers
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them fuckin? niggers
Those rock guitars?
Who let ?em in the club?
Did you make ?em pay?
Who let ?em on the stage?
Whose lettin? ?em play?
Don?t they know rock?s just for whites
Don?t they know the rules?
Those niggers are too hard core
This shit ain?t cool.
Those blacks want everything
In the fuckin? world
That nigger plays so good
He took my muthafuckin? girl
There goes the neighborhood.
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yes, nothing is sacred, to be sure. but hearing some Suicide song in a store or something and being surprise about it means more than anything that YOU'RE GETTING OLD/OLDER. get over it. there are more important things to fret about. i would love to walk into the mall and hear Whitehouse blarring throughout the entire mall. every store. full blast. i'd be pretty stoked about that.
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so called "normals" encroachment
exactly, 'so-called' normals. who the fuck is normal? everyone is in some way an idiot or degenerate in one way, shape, or form. everyone.
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hearing some Suicide song in a store or something and being surprise about it means more than anything that YOU'RE GETTING OLD
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so called "normals" encroachment
exactly, 'so-called' normals. who the fuck is normal? everyone is in some way an idiot or degenerate in one way, shape, or form. everyone.
That's why that little "so-called" bit was thrown in there, bub. People with musical pallets who are your peers or family members whose eyes get a little bigger out of fear or misunderstanding when you put something on and talk about that piece of music. I don't have a word for it. At no point in time did I make a reference to myself being some cloaked, taste avenger in the underworld of arts, entertainment, etc. Every note and every page is out there and waiting for anyone who wants to listen or read. That's my philosophy. I was only stating a knee-jerk reaction to elements of what most of us wade in everyday being appropriated by the institutions who traditionally shun those sounds. This is mainly because I would prefer familiar sounds and images not selling me things I don't need. Like Alan Vegas voice trying to get me into that wooden spoon set. There is nothing here for me to get over. I enjoy the fact that more people are getting exposed to SUICIDE. There's a great deal in that band that we all have in common. Being part of a cabal who tries to hide books/movies/music/art from people in the form of an "exclusive club" has never been my aim like some folks in the punk/psych collectors circles. Let's explore this wonderous world together.
I watch a fucking Die Hard movie every month. Burgers, beer, football, and hockey are some of my favorite pastimes. Maybe this means we are all coming together in the middle somewhere...
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Here come them fuckin? niggers
With their fancy cars.
Who gave them fuckin? niggers
Those rock guitars?
Who let ?em in the club?
Did you make ?em pay?
Who let ?em on the stage?
Whose lettin? ?em play?
Don?t they know rock?s just for whites
Don?t they know the rules?
Those niggers are too hard core
This shit ain?t cool.
Those blacks want everything
In the fuckin? world
That nigger plays so good
He took my muthafuckin? girl
There goes the neighborhood.
I have this tape on hand for every road trip.
Officer Brad X, you trying to do a guitar solo over a version of KKK BITCH?
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sure
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Sorry, Scott, about the Grid in Sacto being a low-order goods desert with hardly anything good to eat. You shoulda moved to the southeryly orientation to be in torta heaven and pho heaven and walking distance from five different kindsa supermarkets. Maybe that's why I'm leading the cheer now.
I just thought of a really strange place to hear good music. There was a stripper at Union Jack's in Portland who used to take her clothes off to the sounds of Caroliner and Smegma. Sounds totally made up, huh? But it's true according to two different people who told me about this, yet never knew each other. Supposedly, she was a former collaborator with both bands.
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so called "normals" encroachment
exactly, 'so-called' normals. who the fuck is normal? everyone is in some way an idiot or degenerate in one way, shape, or form. everyone.
That's why that little "so-called" bit was thrown in there, bub. People with musical pallets who are your peers or family members whose eyes get a little bigger out of fear or misunderstanding when you put something on and talk about that piece of music. I don't have a word for it. At no point in time did I make a reference to myself being some cloaked, taste avenger in the underworld of arts, entertainment, etc. Every note and every page is out there and waiting for anyone who wants to listen or read. That's my philosophy. I was only stating a knee-jerk reaction to elements of what most of us wade in everyday being appropriated by the institutions who traditionally shun those sounds. This is mainly because I would prefer familiar sounds and images not selling me things I don't need. Like Alan Vegas voice trying to get me into that wooden spoon set. There is nothing here for me to get over. I enjoy the fact that more people are getting exposed to SUICIDE. There's a great deal in that band that we all have in common. Being part of a cabal who tries to hide books/movies/music/art from people in the form of an "exclusive club" has never been my aim like some folks in the punk/psych collectors circles. Let's explore this wonderous world together.
I watch a fucking Die Hard movie every month. Burgers, beer, football, and hockey are some of my favorite pastimes. Maybe this means we are all coming together in the middle somewhere...
no, i think we're pretty much in agreement, but i would totally buy a wooden spoon set from Alan Vega - or Damo Suzuki for that matter, someone mentioned Can somewhere in here - if they walked up and asked me to. it's the subliminal thing that irks you. like if you hear ghost rider while you were checking out the spoon set you might think the that wooden spoon set is way cooler than it really is? and then you get home and put on hawkwind and the spoon set doesn't seem that great....
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First of all I would like to point out that I didn't say I was shocked or "couldn't believe it!" or anything like that ....it's par for the course to hear good music just about everywhere around here. All I said is that it seemed "funny" and "seemed out of place" at that kind of store.
If I had heard the same thing playing at the same kind of store in rural Ohio, that may have surprised me. Here it's not surprising, just funny.
I realize that people like good music everywhere, but I think it's safe to say that most stores across the country that cater to the Betty Crocker crowd would have some sort of policy about what can and can't be played over the loud speaker. I can't see Suicide being on the recommended play list.
And I think it's ridiculous to say that nothing less than the Mentors at a toy store should be surprising. Are you seriously that jaded?
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i dont hear anything good here in public, ever, and we have the same internet/sattelite radio as the rest of you big city slickers
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In Chicago, I have only heard one song I truly was surprised to hear one time, "Coast to Coast" by Ducks Deluxe. And that was at fucking Reckless, so it doesn't even really count. Otherwise, not a single store, no matter how supposedly "cool" it is supposed to be, has ever played one cool song in Chicago.
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so called "normals" encroachment
exactly, 'so-called' normals. who the fuck is normal? everyone is in some way an idiot or degenerate in one way, shape, or form. everyone.
That's why that little "so-called" bit was thrown in there, bub. People with musical pallets who are your peers or family members whose eyes get a little bigger out of fear or misunderstanding when you put something on and talk about that piece of music. I don't have a word for it. At no point in time did I make a reference to myself being some cloaked, taste avenger in the underworld of arts, entertainment, etc. Every note and every page is out there and waiting for anyone who wants to listen or read. That's my philosophy. I was only stating a knee-jerk reaction to elements of what most of us wade in everyday being appropriated by the institutions who traditionally shun those sounds. This is mainly because I would prefer familiar sounds and images not selling me things I don't need. Like Alan Vegas voice trying to get me into that wooden spoon set. There is nothing here for me to get over. I enjoy the fact that more people are getting exposed to SUICIDE. There's a great deal in that band that we all have in common. Being part of a cabal who tries to hide books/movies/music/art from people in the form of an "exclusive club" has never been my aim like some folks in the punk/psych collectors circles. Let's explore this wonderous world together.
I watch a fucking Die Hard movie every month. Burgers, beer, football, and hockey are some of my favorite pastimes. Maybe this means we are all coming together in the middle somewhere...
no, i think we're pretty much in agreement, but i would totally buy a wooden spoon set from Alan Vega - or Damo Suzuki for that matter, someone mentioned Can somewhere in here - if they walked up and asked me to. it's the subliminal thing that irks you. like if you hear ghost rider while you were checking out the spoon set you might think the that wooden spoon set is way cooler than it really is? and then you get home and put on hawkwind and the spoon set doesn't seem that great....
Exactly. And I probably phrased the whole arguement wrong and didn't think of it until after I fell asleep (dream baby dream). Anyone on this board would probably feel somewhat akward and possibly angry if one of their good friends tried to sell them Amway Products, prepaid legal, or an unwarranted Kirby vacuum. That was probably closer to the idea I was getting at. Creative and personalized capitalism seems to be the main offender and content programmers or district managers of that store with the Dave Brock Washless Wooden Spoons Set might just be trying to subvert the system. I know if I was in the same position at "Lysergic Spoon Roundup", I'd end up fucking with the in store playlist, too. All of that ESL/Dining Rooms type muzak would get a little old. You could start by tossing in some Ash Ra Temple or Walter Wegmuller between all of the ambient trip hop and eventually work your way down the food chain until you hit Mentors territory! It would make the eventual termination worth it.
Like Tina and Kevin have said, being from Ohio/Midwest makes you greatful for places with even a remote sense of musical taste for public consumption. Like walking into a bar and hearing The Pagans or Chrome. Where I come from, if it isn't Bob Seger or contemporary country...it isn't on the juke. These bars make occasional forays into Breaking Benjamin and Buckcherry but should anyone be greatful for the bar owners keeping the "kids" in mind? But you can't fuck with The Bob Seger System, on a side note.
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Sorry, Scott, about the Grid in Sacto being a low-order goods desert with hardly anything good to eat. You shoulda moved to the southeryly orientation to be in torta heaven and pho heaven and walking distance from five different kindsa supermarkets. Maybe that's why I'm leading the cheer now.
Why the fuck would I want to move to the south area? Too many fucking cars, too many gangs, too many ugly strips of crap. I like walking and not to the strip mall. Oh yeah, I know you CAN ride your bike down there, but fuck that area. I'd rather live in LA, seriously.
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First of all I would like to point out that I didn't say I was shocked or "couldn't believe it!" or anything like that ....it's par for the course to hear good music just about everywhere around here. All I said is that it seemed "funny" and "seemed out of place" at that kind of store.
If I had heard the same thing playing at the same kind of store in rural Ohio, that may have surprised me. Here it's not surprising, just funny.
I realize that people like good music everywhere, but I think it's safe to say that most stores across the country that cater to the Betty Crocker crowd would have some sort of policy about what can and can't be played over the loud speaker. I can't see Suicide being on the recommended play list.
And I think it's ridiculous to say that nothing less than the Mentors at a toy store should be surprising. Are you seriously that jaded?
Of course no, I was just cranky and argumentative. Bad news at the end of a long day. Dental insurance! They say you NEED to have it but when it comes down to paying, they kick in $200 for a $1100 procedure. Fucking scam. So yes I was grumpier than usual.
Anyway, for curiosity sake: What Suicide song/record were they playing? First or second? I can see the second played in any store. And was this in a mix? If so it was probably cable radio or some service. Really. Stores subscribe to that stuff so they dont have to pay the ASCAP/BMI fees.
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So much for this thread being a string of hilarious jokes about Williamsburg and the many ridiculous fuckfaces who live here.
You let me down, Termbo.
Go on, continue arguing about who has it better/worse.
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So much for this thread being a string of hilarious jokes about Williamsburg and the many ridiculous fuckfaces who live here.
You let me down, Termbo.
Go on, continue arguing about who has it better/worse.
Only in Williamsburg would a Japanese wigger show up at a Spits show and proceed to hit on Mrs. GoZac and Mrs. Werewolf then accost me and Jordan outside the club while we're smoking and tell us that all the cabs are undercover cops and then raid the swag bags that was courtesy of Scion and then ask if we wanna go to some shitty techno dance party. Only in New York kids, only in New york.
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Haha, I missed that.
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...But for us Mid Westerners this kind of thing is pretty rare and cool.
Definitely.
The novelty of it hasn't worn off for me yet, but it's getting there. I have to believe that when the Homosexuals are overheard at Top Shop (easy joke here), it has way more to do with surface cool -- like a set designer did her homework -- than it does a rogue employee who can't get enough of that UK DIY stuff and wants to share it with the world.
Scott's got a point, too. Not everything far-out and weird is as subterranean as we'd like to think. Especially on the coasts.
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Anyway, for curiosity sake: What Suicide song/record were they playing? First or second? I can see the second played in any store. And was this in a mix? If so it was probably cable radio or some service. Really. Stores subscribe to that stuff so they dont have to pay the ASCAP/BMI fees.
It was this entire record. Pretty sure it was a personal cd, not a service.
(http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/26/Suicide1977.jpg)
So much for this thread being a string of hilarious jokes about Williamsburg and the many ridiculous fuckfaces who live here.
That's what I was hoping for! (please see my second post in the thread)
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I have to believe that when the Homosexuals are overheard at Top Shop (easy joke here), it has way more to do with surface cool -- like a set designer did her homework -- than it does a rogue employee who can't get enough of that UK DIY stuff and wants to share it with the world.
I know a girl who DJs at Top Shop. She's got decent taste. They actually have DJs for the mid-afternoon on weekdays. Tre' cool.
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Hearing Eat Skull ANYWHERE in WI would be weird,
i heard eat skull, sic alps, little claw, and psychedelic horseshit a couple of weeks ago at a wine shop in kansas city. likely an internet feed or podcast. still pretty sweet, though.
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OK sorry in advance for the rant but its not like anyone here has a monopoly on this sort of music. Who do you think works at most of these places? It's young people who are more than likely trying to pursue a career in some creative field and holding down some shit job somewhere to pay the bills. It's not like everyone out there except the handful of people you know have shit taste and have never heard of the Homosexuals or Suicide who were fucking honored at Lincoln Center a few years back or Can who are name checked in every review in every music magazine ever even if the band sounds nothing like Can (the same can be applied to Gang of Four).
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When I lived in San Francisco I stopped in at a little mini mart on Leavenworth to buy some wine and the Indian store clerk was listening to the Ghostbusters theme song at full blast on his stereo.
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Apologizing for a rant. Gozac? What the fuck is wrong with you? Come back when you have some convictions, man.
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Eat my balls fuckhead.
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Certainly. But only with a nice thick peanut sauce.
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So much for this thread being a string of hilarious jokes about Williamsburg and the many ridiculous fuckfaces who live here.
You let me down, Termbo.
Go on, continue arguing about who has it better/worse.
Only in Williamsburg would a Japanese wigger show up at a Spits show and proceed to hit on Mrs. GoZac and Mrs. Werewolf then accost me and Jordan outside the club while we're smoking and tell us that all the cabs are undercover cops and then raid the swag bags that was courtesy of Scion and then ask if we wanna go to some shitty techno dance party. Only in New York kids, only in New york.
hahahahaha. THAT DUDE.
I once saw him at a free BBQ try to write his number down on a dirty paper plate he had just eaten off of and give it to a girl. PUNK!!!
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The world is a better place knowing that at some open bar out there tonight some Japanese wigger is using the most inept tactics ever to try and land some sweet poon.
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OK sorry in advance for the rant but its not like anyone here has a monopoly on this sort of music. Who do you think works at most of these places?
Again, it's not about "us" having a monopoly on this kind of music. Many of us grew up in places where no matter how cool the employees are, they don't get to play Suicide over store's stereo. In the Midwest, businesses don't care about appearing "hip" to their customers in that particular way. Where I come from, if a business wants to appear really edgy, they let their employees wear Packer sweaters to work on game day.
I don't think any of you Coasters can understand where we're coming from. If you're born and raised in NY your parents probably saw Suicide live, and if you're from California they probably did coke with the Eagles. Either way, you're all inherently much more "cool" than any of us Midwesterners are.
I was talking to someone recently and they were kind of teasing me about living in Williamsburg, what with the hipsters and such, and I explained to them that by moving to NY I am automatically a hipster now to many people back home simply by living in this city.
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Yeah point taken but alls I'm saying is that many of our peers, people who are "hipsters" or people with good taste in music or who run a label/play in a band/book shows etc... or people with good Googling skills and access to RapidShare, are also a lot of the same people working in retail shops and restaurants and trying to get by and make end meet so they can run a label/play in a band/book shows/do art etc.... I mean you have worked at bars and in the food service industry yourself and I am sure you have probably been able to wrangle control of the stereo at some point and throw on some ripping party jams or Russian punk that is unknown in the States outside of a small core group of people. I'm sure someone may have been stopping in and been like "holy shit what the fuck?!?!?!"
Also urban centers like NYC or LA or Chicago or wherever are meccas where people go to be a part of a community that is dedicated to running a label/playing in a band/booking shows/doing art etc...so there are a lot more people around then you'd think that know about this shit. And all those people have to have jobs because there ain't a whole lot of money in running a label/playing in a band/booking shows/doing art etc...and rent ain't cheap.
I'd be way more shocked if I heard this shit at the LeCreucet outlet at the Woodbury Commons Outlet Mall though.
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i would have to think that even in NYC it's relatively rare to hear "cool" music in random stores. when i was in NYC i heard inane or stupid music even in ostensibly "cool" places - i.e. vintage shops, coffeeshops, restaurants, and the like in brooklyn. even the academy annex was playing something pretty weak when i was in there.
for every kitchenware shop or cafe playing suicide or something awesome, there are probably 5,000 other establishments playing something boring or shitty. not saying NYC doesnt have a ton of cool people and cool places playing cool music, but i think it can be overstated.
when i worked at a health food store in high school i played stuff that was pretty cool to me back then - the damned, the clash, dub comps, etc.
had breakfast a couple of weeks ago where the employees were playing "ege bamyasi" at a rather loud volume. pretty sweet.
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even the academy annex was playing something pretty weak when i was in there.
Awww shit. He went there. The gloves are off now.
Also when I worked at a pizza shop in high school I used to blast Hail The New Dawn in the kitchen.
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even the academy annex was playing something pretty weak when i was in there.
Awww shit. He went there. The gloves are off now.
haha. well i guess it wasn't weak, per se, but it wasn't anything too obscure. i want to say they were playing the ramones or some other obvious (but still good) punk band.
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only in stupid williamsburg am i standing outside the charleston smokin talkin to some dumbass about the brooklyn acquarium and say "i used to love goin there when i was a kid" and the fucknut says "YOU WERE BORN HERE?!?" only in williamsburg was i talkin to a girl with a "NEW YORK" tattoo on her arm and i pointed to a map of the city and asked her to show me where we were and she couldnt do it. fuckin idiots.
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Only in Williamsburg can I RIDE DIRTY.
(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ISJnl0FHMx8/StFEBf0Ri_I/AAAAAAAABEI/r2AFKEqUGxE/s400/IMG01297.jpg)
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i just forwarded this thread to the girl who was playing suicide in wisk on williamsboard.com!
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i just forwarded this thread to the girl who was playing suicide in wisk on williamsboard.com!
Haha, wow! You not only figured out the store but also the actual employee who was playing it. Nice.
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i just forwarded this thread to the girl who was playing suicide in wisk on williamsboard.com!
Haha, wow! You not only figured out the store but also the actual employee who was playing it. Nice.
THE INTERNET!!!!!
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FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT
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bring this girl to the termbo tribunal and make her explain what socio-ideological sect she subscribes to and how this compelled her to perpetrate the actions thusly committed. also ask her what she thinks of the sisterhood, entourage, and the boss.
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Also find out if she watches Gossip Girl.
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who doesn't watch gossip girl!
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who doesn't watch gossip girl!
Kevin won't let me watch it and then when I finally convince him to watch every 5 minutes he's like: "I don't get it, why'd she say that?" "what's going on??" "why are they doing that?" "now who is he dating?" "what does that mean?"
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OK sorry in advance for the rant but its not like anyone here has a monopoly on this sort of music. Who do you think works at most of these places?
I was talking to someone recently and they were kind of teasing me about living in Williamsburg, what with the hipsters and such, and I explained to them that by moving to NY I am automatically a hipster now to many people back home simply by living in this city.
Another good point. I caught some flak for moving to Chicago about five years ago. Typically from people who have been to Chicago maybe a dozen times in their lives -- half of those trips for Bears games, shopping excursions in Wrigleyville, the Blackout, etc. Same shit happened when I moved to Brooklyn. "Hey, I've been to Times Square twice and hate the Yankees. NEW YORK SUCKS!"
I like fielding questions from family back home about living here. They apparently think every night here is comparable to the end-scenes of Taxi Driverand Beyond the Valley of the Dolls -- ON ACID. No one knows a damn thing.
The word "hipster" is defined differently in the Midwest. It means very little in Chicago, whereas it means exactly nothing in Williamsburg.
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They apparently think every night here is comparable to the end-scenes of Taxi Driverand Beyond the Valley of the Dolls -- ON ACID.
it's not?
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even the academy annex was playing something pretty weak when i was in there.
Awww shit. He went there. The gloves are off now.
haha. well i guess it wasn't weak, per se, but it wasn't anything too obscure. i want to say they were playing the ramones or some other obvious (but still good) punk band.
Fleetwood Mac's Rumors and/or Tusk gets listened to at least once a week in the store. We like the classics too maaaaaaan.
who doesn't watch gossip girl!
Kevin won't let me watch it and then when I finally convince him to watch every 5 minutes he's like: "I don't get it, why'd she say that?" "what's going on??" "why are they doing that?" "now who is he dating?" "what does that mean?"
OMG did you see the threesome episode?
I missed it last week. Someone fill me in please!
XOXO
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who doesn't watch gossip girl!
Kevin won't let me watch it and then when I finally convince him to watch every 5 minutes he's like: "I don't get it, why'd she say that?" "what's going on??" "why are they doing that?" "now who is he dating?" "what does that mean?"
haha!
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It's more like middle of Great Gatsby (book or film) meets the dorm scenes in Real Genius.
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who doesn't watch gossip girl!
Kevin won't let me watch it and then when I finally convince him to watch every 5 minutes he's like: "I don't get it, why'd she say that?" "what's going on??" "why are they doing that?" "now who is he dating?" "what does that mean?"
These are the same sort of things that I say when Gossip Girl is on.
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ditto
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When I lived in San Francisco I stopped in at a little mini mart on Leavenworth to buy some wine and the Indian store clerk was listening to the Ghostbusters theme song at full blast on his stereo.
This why you and I get along so well. Nicely played.
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i just forwarded this thread to the girl who was playing suicide in wisk on williamsboard.com!
Haha, wow! You not only figured out the store but also the actual employee who was playing it. Nice.
THE INTERNET!!!!!
Creeeeeepy.
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even the academy annex was playing something pretty weak when i was in there.
Awww shit. He went there. The gloves are off now.
haha. well i guess it wasn't weak, per se, but it wasn't anything too obscure. i want to say they were playing the ramones or some other obvious (but still good) punk band.
Was it a last week when Ryan was blasting Weezer? I had to leave.
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Pearl Jam's Vitalogy has been getting a lot of play here recently. Not my choice.
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I was in a thrift store the other day that was playing some DMX 60's/70's station & one of their speakers was busted so certain songs sounded all fucked up. Some Thin Lizzy song was playing & by far the loudest thing you could hear was this scorching guitar solo that seemed to go on forever. I thought this old lady next to me was gonna lose it.
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this thread needs more ridiculous fashion pics