vomit launch
the new york times says that interns are the new hipsters. every young person in america has at one point or another heard that getting an internship is a valuable and necessary way to get ahead. it is all about the people you know and the hands-on experience you have. when i was in school, i certainly took that to heed and did a bunch of internships. looking back, i think that all meant horseshit. not to say that my times at some of those major magazines, non-profits and other miscellaneous organizations weren't valuable at all, but they just don't mean much anymore. i just think about them fondly as experiences i had a long time ago.
so how were they valuable? all of those experiences cannonballed and led me to my current aspirations as less a writer and more a behind the scenes type in the music industry. working at major magazines made me realize that i don't like writing about things that are huge and commercial. and i don't really care about fashion and beauty as much as i enjoy making fun of it. my enjoyment lies in the indie culture that is unfortunately fast becoming huge and commercial enough to be written about in the new york times.
that kind of commercialization makes me shy away from professing my love for bands like the strokes and pavement, and instead, professing my love for smaller, up-and-coming bands. i get a rush from trying to change and grow with my community. thinking of ways to improve the community that is soon in danger of imploding on itself. it's like how malkmus said in the slow century documentary on pavement when their videos started spinning on mtv and a wholly different group of kids started coming to their shows. the fans and the band started to diverge, making gigs less enjoyable. suddenly they were playing for kids at lollapalooza, getting booed and mud thrown at them. hopefully living in the new york indie community won't become less enjoyable with its recent commercialization. [link from tma]



can i just say that i love 
dop's performance at 


however, the rocks, a highly charged band from london, apparently is fairly confident that rockin' out, jumping on bars and falling off the stage is what they want to do. though i wouldn't say their music was overwhelmingly brill, their performance was quite outstanding and fun to watch. it certainly made me whoop and holler. it also seemed like most of their cohorts (including the lovely miss vivian from mommy and daddy) were in the audience supporting their english buddies. also the girl in the band had these phosphorescent yellow heels paired with royal blue stockings -- all with a dress that had the poofiest sleeves ever. joe, dj, erika, jenna, jason and i had dinner at the pink pony with the band's bassist who was very nice and charming. dj lent him some bass stuff (i know, very specific, eh?) and joe lent their guitarist some guitar stuff, and the band was quite happy to play with dop's equipment. i didn't mean that in a dirty way. haha. anyways, the bassist was leaving back for england the next day and couldn't play with the rocks at plaid, so vivian was subbing on bass for them. the drummer also couldn't play at plaid and kevin from on!air!library! had to sub on bass for them. anyone go to that show?
throughout the night
seems like these days, everyone likes 
The book combines biographical fact with a bit of fiction (perhaps it'll give readers a nice version of Courtney Love?), and chronicles everything from Cobain's childhood and Nirvana's rise to fame to the tortured frontman's suicide in 1994. The cover features a beefier-looking Cobain with angel wings, which should incite curiosity as to what his Nirvana bandmates Dave Grohl and Krist Novaselic's cartoon alter-egos look like (one can only hope that they'll be clad in skin-baring leather loincloths). [


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