Australian DJ Flume Plays on Sunday Night of Forecastle Festival in Louisville, KY
All Photos by Bruce Jason Bohman
Forecastle Festival rocked the Louisville waterfront this past weekend, and we were there. Here are some of the best moments we captured.
(I know. I KNOW. We are also sad we don’t have any of Beck and that robot, but the rest of these are pretty sick.)
If you’ve studied your international party guide, you’d know that the Full Moon Festival is an all-night beach party that takes place on the island of Ko Pha Ngan in Thailand, the day before every Full Moon. Well this year you don’t have to go nearly as far to get a taste of what everyone’s talking about.
NYC’s version of the Full Moon Festival takes place on The Beach at Governor’s Island, Friday, August 8th. Featuring two stages, 13 artists (and more TBD!) and a number of fantastic food vendors, this party is sure to be second best to the real thing (except you’re still going to have to pay NYC prices for a massage the next day. My friend is in Thailand right now and said they are like, $5 an hour. YEAH, I KNOW – $5 FOR AN HOUR. But I digress . . . )
Now, Let’s talk lineup:
Freewilliamsburg friend Russ Marshalek is throwing a party at Glasslands. (He’s part of the collective ADVENTURE[s], who brought you the popular Robyn Party.) Don’t miss the Myspace party this Friday at Glasslands:
[Russ] Marshalek and fellow soundtrack spinners Chris Choyce and Marley Magaziner originally wanted to create an event dedicated to the music of Myspace-era bands such as Dashboard Confessional, Saves The Day, and the Killers, but eventually decided to extend the bash to the whole website.
“One of the first genres we agreed upon was the pop-punk-screamo-emo genre,” said Marshalek, who lives in Greenpoint.
In that spirit, attendees can pre-request the songs that auto-played on their own Myspace pages back in the day.
Party-goers are encouraged to dress the part — think heavy eyeliner (for men and women), white belts, wrist sweatbands, and comically long bangs — and MySpace itself (yes, the site still exists) has donated some Ashton Kutcher-esque snap-back hats to be given away.
And for those who want to take the Myspace look beyond clothes and makeup, there will be a contest to see who can do the best “duck face.”
Grab tickets here.
Photos by Bruce Jason Bohman
I just wrapped up my first visit to Forecastle Music Festival and I gotta hand it to you, Louisville. From the first bass drop with MimOsa to the last dance break with Beck, it was an unforgettable weekend full of good vibes, fantastic performances and enough Bourbon to kill a small elephant. When in Kentucky . . .
The first thing I have to point out is that Forecastle is unbelievably manageable. It never felt overcrowded, and for the most part festivalgoers conducted themselves well (always a toss up at these city fests – I’m looking at you Made in America). Let’s just go over the basics here: every port-a-potty was flush in TP, I never stood in a beer line for more than six minutes and I was always able to reconnect with friends when the schedule appealed to different tastes. A low stress festival makes for a happy festivalgoer, and the energy here was top notch. I’m sure the eclectic lineup, temperate weather and stunning Louisville waterfront location can be credited for that as well. The KY Bourbon Lodge offered a look into the rich culture of Kentucky (plus a fresh blast of AC) and Louisville’s best food trucks brought their kimchi & tofu tacos, gourmet grilled cheeses and a number of other hearty snacks to the festival grounds. It was a well-rounded event that reminded me that I grew up in a place that’s pretty damn cool.
sober rave (c/o Gothamist & Mathew Gilbertson)
sober rave (c/o Gothamist & Mathew Gilbertson)
Thanks to Gothamist for doing the leg work. There’s just no way we could take sober dancing and animal masks at 6:30 AM.
A $20 ticket to Morning Gloryville gets you the following: three hugs upon entry (one from each of the Morning Gloryville crew), a plastic lei, and three and a half hours of dancing. There’s a smoothie bar, where smoothies are $6-a-pop and juices run $9, and you can purchase Brooklyn Roasting Co. coffee for around $2-$3, if you so desire. Massages are available for a “suggested donation,” and crews were leading soggy yoga classes every 5 to 10 minutes on the Zoo’s rainy roof.
The dancing, though, was Morning Gloryville’s real bread-and-butter, with DJs blaring house music that reverberated all the way down Bogart Street. The Zoo—which was packed by 7:30 a.m.—boasted a bouncy floor and trampoline, and attendees were all over it, climbing walls, doing handstands and flipping from a rope swing in the middle of the room. The Zoo’s garage doors were open, and passersby kept stopping to snap photos of the dozens of grown-ass adults in sequins doing pike jumps and tossing giant blow-up balls around the faux-graffitied wall.
Morning Gloryville advertises itself as a pre-work “sober rave,” a description that stressed me out initially—how does one survive a strobe-light dance party without intoxicants? Is it appropriate to spike a mango smoothie? Can you blog on an Ecstasy comedown? But those concerns were all for naught, because what Morning Gloryville really is, is a $20 gym class, designed to pump you with endorphins before you move into your cubicle for the day. I prefer running in circles around Maria Hernandez Park but, hey, everybody’s doing their own thing.
The next edition Morning Gloryville goes down on August 13th at 6:30 a.m.; buy your tickets online.
More pics here. You can get tickets for the next sober rave here.
It’s a small, small world – uncomfortably so at times. Jackie Aude McBrien is exploring the Small World Phenomenon through her documentary on the Eros-Bacon number and throwing a party tonight to show everyone just how intertwined we really are:
The Small World Phenomenon predicts that we are less than six handshakes from anyone in the world. By examining this peculiarity, this documentary will track down Kevin Bacon and colleagues of Paul Erdős in order to explore human connectivity, Six Degrees of Seperation, and to set the world record for the lowest Erdős-Bacon number.
Party Details:
July 19th, 8pm-2am
Brooklyn Fire Proof (East)
119 Ingraham St, Brooklyn, NYWhat you can expect:
- An exclusive trailer of the film
- An interactive Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon game (with lots of prizes!)
- Good music (courtesy of DJ Rick Bubs), great drinks, and tasty hor d’oeuvres
- Featuring work from New York/BK-based artists: Paula Wegman, Phil Ashworth, Nicholas Cueva
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Tim Cohen has dabbled in garage rock, neo-psych, post-punk, folk and even black metal in his decade-plus spanning career, most notably as the frontman of The Fresh & Onlys. So, I wasn’t too surprised that they re-invented the wheel again on their latest offering, “House of Spirits” which was released earlier this year on Mexican Summer. The record takes on a darker, more emotionally charged tone in comparison to past releases. It’s wrought with images of lucid desolation that, as Cohen told us when we sat down with him the other day, sound all the more dynamic live.
I know I’m psyched to find out what he means by that. So psyched that we’ve teamed up with PopGun Presents to bring The Fresh & Onlys to Glasslands for a special performance of “House of Spirits” next Wednesday, July 23. The Shilohs and Christines will open, and I’ll be behind the decks, before, after and in between sets. Tickets are still on sale, but they’re going fast.
As I alluded to, Tim was nice enough to take a few minutes out of his hectic touring schedule the other day to speak with us about the record, what we can expect from the show, and an unfortunate run-in he had with the NYPD the last time he was at Glasslands.
