Tuesday, December 20, 2005

Taco Belle is a blog hog

SORRY! But I just had to give a big shout out to my peeps (Urbana and Orudis KT holler!) cause this lovely mexican dish is leaving the country tomorrow morning. That's right Puerto Rico - can you handle the hotness of Taco Belle?! It remains to be seen.

Expect stories about hot cabana boys upon my return. Oops, I hope Mr. Incognito doesn't read that last bit as I'm going to be smooching him at the stroke of midnight this new year's eve. IT'S ALL IN GOOD FUN! Here's a little something to marinate on until my return:

Punk/Hardcore/Metal Lovahs! - this one's for YOU

Because variety is the spice of life and because I just can't resist the man who made this request, Taco Belle is detering slightly from her usual Brooklyn indie scene and posting another's top 10 of 2005 list. AND IT'S ALL EXTREME SHIT! We're talking punk, hardcore and metal, folks. Let's make a toast to expanding our horizons!

Here it is, the Top 10 of 2005 from Mr. Incognito (pictured below with yummy yummy happy meals!)

1) The Soviettes – “LP III”; Another amazing piece of hook laden pop-punk genius (I’m talking real pop-punk ala Buzzcocks) from Minneapolis’ finest. This shit is like cancer, once it’s inside your head, it’s a major bitch getting it out. The Soviettes will keep you from getting punk rock withdrawal until that new Dillinger 4 album finally comes out.

2) Coliseum – “Goddamage EP”; Nasty, southern fried heavy as fuck punk rock from Louisville, KY. Coliseum does something a lot of “extreme” bands don’t; get personal. Brutal music with equally as brutal personal/political lyrics that removes things from the general to ideas that individuals can grasp on their own level, this shit is scary.

3) M.O.T.O. – “Raw Power”; I’ve been a devout follower of the M.O.T.O. cult ever since I witnessed their kick ass live act opening up for Guitar Wolf in Austin, TX. Funny, catchy, bare bones punk rock from a bunch of dudes who’ve been at this way to long to get it wrong. I swear these guys would be legends by now if they ever got off their lazy asses and toured (1 tour every decade doesn’t count guys)

4) Pelican – “The Fire in our Throats will Beckon the Thaw”; Seriously Epic shit here ladies and gentlemen. Insane instrumental metal that can appeal to non-metal heads. Elaborate, beautifully crafted metal masterpieces that will take you to unexplored places. This shit is so fucking heavy that if you listen to it sitting down, it’ll be difficult to stand up.

5) Red Sparrows – “At the Soundless Dawn”; Long intricate musical collages that push the limits of heavy music. This is the best album Neurosis never put out; accept Red Sparrows has a girl ruling the mic instead of three dudes with giant goatees. I dare you to listen to the album and think that a 5’3” 110 lb girl could even come close to producing the blood curdling growls on this album.

6) Sweet J.A.P. – “I’m only the Moonlight” 7”; Ok, ok I can hear people freaking out already, yes I know this album came out in 2004 and NO I DON’T GIVE A SHIT. First of all 99.9% of people missed out on this amazing final release from one of the most important punk bands in recent memory. Bridging the gap between blistering hardcore and 77’ punk like no one before them, not to mention this band kicked ass live. I nearly cried when this band broke up, you should have too but you were all to busy listening to Broken Social Scene and pretending to be socially responsible.

7) Screeching Weasel – “Kill the Musicians” Reissue; Since being baptized in the from the Church of the Ramones at an early age (registered minister since ’96), Screeching Weasel was always a band that I respected for really holding a proper candle to the boys in leather jackets, while still brining a little of their own flare. Not an official album, “Kill the Musicians” is a great Weasel starter kit with a nice glimpse inside of the Weasel evolution.

8) Smoke or Fire – “Above the City”; A truly spectacular debut. Everything I like in a band: gruffy vocals, smart heartfelt lyrics and tons of sing along type moments. Reminds me a lot of early Small Brown Bike, which is not a bad thing.

9) Holy Mountain – “Entrails”; Fucking scary Gainesville style crusty hardcore. The vocals will peel your skin off and the socio-political ferocity will have you suicide bombing in no time. In the vain of His Hero is Gone, Born Against and all that dirty shit on Havoc Records, you get the picture.

10) Genghis Tron – “Cloak of Love”; I only started listening to this band very recently but I couldn’t resist putting this on my top ten. I have to give Genghis Tron credit; they are doing some pretty original shit on “Cloak of Love.” Take one part Depeche Mode, one part Combatwoundedveteran (actually any favorite power violence band will do) and throw them in a nuclear turbine and you kind of come close to Genghis Tron. They really blend synth pop and grindcore like no one before them (has anyone ever tried mixing synth pop and grindcore before?). A+ for originally.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Matt and Kim - The adorable couple that I DON'T want to strangle

Ok ok, so most likely everyone who bothers to read this titillating blog has already heard of Matt and Kim, the all too-delightful pop music couple who reside in Willy'bizzle (can I copyright that please?). I'm also fairly positive that those of you who live in said neighborhood have seen them play alongside their homies, Japanther. So my work here is pretty much done and done, right? WRONG! Despite the fact that M and K are all the rage I will continue to regale you with stories of their awesomeness because, well, they kick ass.

The first time I saw them was over the summer at Office Ops (the Bushwick locale that everyone loves to hate). It was a rooftop affair with Japanther headlining (isn't summertime in Brooklyn the best?). I had never had the pleasure of seeing Matt and Kim until that point, and since then my life has gone from donkeys to unicorns.

Here's their deal: they are an adorable couple who play the happiest music I have ever heard. Kim plays the drums while Matt sings and takes charge of the synthesizers. Five nights ago I had the extreme pleasure of seeing them again, this time opening for man vs. beast (another insane-in-a-good-way band). What can I say, their performance made me want to buy a round of budweiser tall boys for everyone and then bake cupcakes (or at least eat one).

Check them out! www.myspace.com/mattandkim

*semi-interesting side note: Matt and Kim were just recently signed to iheartcomix, the record label belonging to none other then Frankie Chan, the bald-headed, bespectecled friend of the cobrasnake and dj buddy of Kid Millionaire (aka Steve Aoki).

Thursday, December 15, 2005

24 Forever more!

Happy Birthday Orudis KT
I want to have your little Bay B
We'll sail off on a ship on the deep blue C
The sound of the waves makes me wanna P

Another song:

We run we jump we swim and play
we row and go on trips
but the thing that last forever
are our dear friendships!

Camp anawana
We hold you in our hearts
and when i think about you
it makes me want to FART

Its "I hope we never part"
Now get it right or pay the price!

Now we will share a lifetime
of the fondest memories
from the lakes of Anawanna
set in the Old pine trees

Camp anawana
We hold you in our hearts
and when i think about you
this thing came apart

Think anawanawana
Speak anawanawana
Live anawanawana

On another note, Watch out! She's coming...

Monday, December 12, 2005

Explosions in the Sky - No, it's not a terrorist attack...

It's an amazing band that I had the extreme pleasure of seeing last night at the Bowery Ballroom along with Wilderness (who are indeed worthy of playing alongside Explosions, if not headlining their own tour).

All weekend long I had been wallowing in my own self-pity, taking way too many bong hits and contemplating things that are better left for Jesus to sort through in his spare time. I had to drag myself out last night to the show (which had been sold out for weeks) but holy hotdog was I glad I did!

Explosions in the Sky are an intrumental band from Texas. The two guitarists and bass player (Mark Smith, Munaf Rayani and Michael James) actually hail from the small boondock town that George W. at one point called home. They eventually all moved to Austin and in 1999 had their first jam session together (drummer Christopher Hrasky included). Thus was born the amazingness that I witnessed last night.

Their sound is at times hardcore, passionate and sincere, but overall incredibly beautiful. I had a big, stupid grin on my face throughout their entire set. Songs begin soft and melodic but then build up to an intensity that rips through their audience like fireworks (which, not coincidentally, is where their name originates). Their music is technically alluring without being too mathy, and their lack of a singer is something that goes completely unnoticed as their sound is so goddamn original and detailed. What more can I say - if you haven't listened to this band yet, slap yourself across the face and check them out!

Saturday, December 03, 2005

New Jersey Fun Nights.

We only got there at 11:55pm on Friday night after a smooth car ride from Brooklyn to the Showboat casino. Rum and diet, Rum and diet, Rum and diet, up $100, down $20, up another $50. Cash out! Video Poker is frighteningly fun.
Lauren in AC
We're here to celebrate Lauren's 24th birthday. There's a handful of friends and a handful of vegan chocolate cupcakes. Some guy thought us girls were "working." Rum and diet, rum and diet, jack and coke, turkey sandwich.
Back to video poker, then to Jeopardy slots. Then over to Trump Taj Mahal. more video poker! See lady with shaved head and baseball tattoo on back of skull. 5:15am, decide its time to go. Hotel rooms are up to $279 so we drive back to brooklyn. But first, get the rest of the vegan cupcakes. 6am, hit the turnpike.
birthday kiss
Sunrise over New Jersey marshland. Stinks! Holland Tunnel. Houston Street, I run a red light and almost hit a cab. 8:30am Williamsburg, park the car.
WHIZ! Brush teeth, take picture of our bad selves. hit the hay. We got what we wanted.

Happy Birthday Sneaks!

Friday, December 02, 2005

BEST OF 2005 - A Magical Musical Odyssey

As 2005 draws to a close, allow me to share my top 10 favorite albums of the year. Enjoy:

1). Animal Collective, "Feels" - If you don't think AC is the best band of our generation then you are a troglodyte. A TROGLODYTE!
2). Wolf Parade, "Apologies to the Queen Mary" - It's awesomeness like this that makes me want to sleep with every Canadian I meet. Roadtrip to Montreal, anyone?
3). Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, s/t - Clap Your Hands Say Holy Crap This Band Is Amazing.
4). Sufjan Stevens, "Illinoise" - I was recently told by a certain fella I know that Sufjan is way Christian. If such a rumor is true then thank you Jesus and I'll see you on Sunday.
5). Grizzly Bear, "Horn Of Plenty" - I want to marry this band.
6). Blood On The Wall, "Awesomer" - This album IS awesomer then their debut so they're not liars. Taco Belle hates liars.
7). The Joggers, "With A Cape And A Cane" - I used to think Portland was a pretty crappy town. I have since changed my mind. Their music is a sweet combo of every band that I love (see numbers 1-6).
8). Gogol Bordello, "Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike" - Immigrant punk. It's a killer combo... it makes me want to drink vodka, eat meat and show my boobs to them (not you).
9). Bloc Party, "Silent Alarm" - I know, I know, but come on! How could anyone NOT love this band?
10). Bonnie "Prince" Billy and Matt Sweeny, "Superwolf" - This album is beautiful and lovely. Listen to it!

Other notables:
- Black Mountain, s/t
- Dungen, "Ta det lugnt"
- Wilderness, s/t (excellent psych rock)
- We Are Wolves, "Non-Stop Je Te Plie En Deux" (there must be some crazy breast milk in Montreal, for reals)
- Caribou, "The Milk of Human Kindness" (fantabulous electro)
- Gang Gang Dance, "God's Money"


You know what really grinds my gears?

...when tubbies take over all the seats on the subway. I acknowledge every fatty's right to sit down, don't get me wrong. But when 5 of them take over an entire row that can comfortably seat 8 or 9 people then Taco Belle gets mad. Especially when she's extremely hungover in the morning and trying desperately not to spill her much needed coffee.

Stop eating fast food, America! YOU'RE FAT!

Still to come: music review Friday, YAY!