so much to do so much to do.  let's see, last night mi and l'au played at the mill and ended with a bunch of loud people talking over them.  xiu xiu redux.  the dude from mi and l'au (laurent) was french and didn't care, and called himself a "freedom fry" a lot.  mi was pretty quiet.  ms. meghan sims and i felt bad for them, so we bought em a glass of wine. lots of drinking.  other things as well. i called michael gira and told him swans was a cool band.  l'au said something weird and then apologized by saying "i'm sorry, i'm a freakfolk!"  he also said he loves clint eastwood, not for his recent film work or star persona, but because he gave citizens of a californian city free ice cream in the street. the evening ended with him proclaming the breeders as the greatest band of the 90s. wow.

so there's some shows coming up.  ms. alison feldman (aka Lady A aka Jerri Blank) and myself are looking to have a permanent dj night at yacht club every tuesday from now on.  the first show will be a warm up of sorts on feb 7. 

tuesday feb 14 will be a big valentine's day massacre blowout. 

80s, 90s, disco, new wave, punk, post-punk, and definitely popozao. 

yeahhhhhh.

well.....?

meanwhile, jesus christ decided to come back early in the form of kevin fenderline. "popozao." words and comprehensible sentences almost escape me. if you haven't seen this clip of k fed premiering his hot new "brazilian ass shaker" song, then do watch. it's like watchign a snuff film.  there's basically eight million great things about this clip, but here are some of my favorite:

1.) before he starts the song, he calls popo zao a "brazilian ass shaker" and then asks if he can say that on tv.  he then smirks "right on" like he already knew the answer was gonna be yes.  such a badass.  nobody bleeps k fed.

2.)  the poor sap editor mtv got to cut this little clip obviously knew it was beyond awful, so he tries to spice it up by doing a cut wipe back and forth between shots of k fed, including a fucking sweet zoom-in close up.

3.) k fed doesn't know what the fuck to do with his hands, so he has them act out the lyrics.  he motions forward when the line "bring dat ass" is said.  he twirls his fingers on the line "all around."  the cherry on the fucking sundae is him miming slapping a girl's ass.  god i hope he makes brittany listen to this song when they bone in the rv.

4.)  someone in the background occasionally takes a snap flash photo, as if to preserve the moment when american culture has reached the intelligence level of a shitting gorilla.

5.)  the great prop guitars in the background to give the impression that it's a real studio. 

6.)  besides the chorus of "popozao,"  one of the lyrics is "i wanna see some kitty and a little bit of titty."

7.)  i pretty sure the beats are from the apple program Soundtrack.

8.)  "That's fire!"

9.) eyes closed.  swaying his head back and forth. mouthing the words. killing me softly with his song. 

http://www.stereogum.com/archives/002264.html

now that this whole break thing is underway, i've had time to stretch out, relax a little, and check out some stuff i've been putting off due to school/work/etc. i'm reading Bret Easton Ellis's new book Lunar Park, and although it's not my favorite by him so far, it's funny as hell in some parts. Vintage Ellis with the dry prose and detached, alienated, too-cool-for-any-school wit that we all oh-so-love. Bless you you fucked-up yuppie cokehead socialite.  if i have time i want to read A People's History of the United States, although that won't happen i bet.

so so many new wonderful records/books/films to dive into, clearly not enough time to do all. newness for '06 that is good on first listen: excepter's sunbomber  ep and liars's  drum's not dead.  heard the new strokes record. the fact is is that i unashamedly love their first one. even room on fire had some great cuts.  this one though...eh. not.that.good. wah wah casanblancas "i don't like being a rock star"-type stuff. meh.  maybe another listen.

movies are another thing too.  "brokeback mountain" was amazing.  "the new world"  was even better.  malick slays. top list of my favorites of everything 2005 soon.

new york.  here again.  the subways still smell the same.  i got a little teary-eyed i must admit.

new years eve in a few.  picked another person to go to iowa city.  my car can hold no more.

also, congradulations to raccoo-oo-oon.  the cave of spirits forever got a very very nice review in the newest issue of The Wire.  way to go homeboys.

[	mood	|	dorky	]
[	music	|	possible DJ music for kickass new years party	]

As I write this I have just finished my Film Theory final that I put 8 hours of studying into. Avant-garde and the "controlled accidents" of Dreyer's realism?  Overtonal montage editing? The ontological relationship as pertaining to Bazin's discussion of neorealism?  Yeah, got all that.  1 final down, one to go at 2:15. It's for American Politics, but I could care less.

Here's what I'm really pumped about though.  Some footage I shot of Wolf Eyes/ Raccoo-oo-oon/ Mr. Bret Szymoniak spitting rhymes has just gone up on Ecstatic Peace. The Raccoo-oo-oon footage didn't upload properly, but I plan to send it to Andrew at Ecstatic via the ole fashioned mail.   Scroll down to December 12 and watch the chaos.

http://www.ecstaticpeace.com

The tenative title for the doc I'm working on is Feedback Nation, and I will be able to concentrate on it more once I (hopefully) move out to New York.  I have shot this plus a Nautical Almanac interview, so slowly but surely its chugging along.  More on that later though.   New York in a few days, new years in iowa city in a few more.  yes, yes, yes.