In the spirit of Thanksgiving, I want start this week by extending immense gratitude to everyone who came out to see Occultation, Kosmodemonic, Mountain God, and Think Tank tear Palisades a new orifice on Friday night. If you couldn’t make it, no worries, there will be more This One Goes To Eleven showcases to come, but in the meantime take this week’s new trash barge full of glorious grime as proof that I love you all just the same.
Thankful there’s no lake effect snow in Brooklyn, this week ends with one last push to party before heading home for thanksgiving. Starting tonight at Cameo, Cut Mistake Music features a showcase with No Regular Play member Greg Paulus and new label signees N’conduit + Jack Fuller. At Glasslands, Kim Ann Foxman returns with disco house producer Fred Everything. On Saturday you can get things started at TBA with some real Detroit house vibes courtesy of Rick Wade. Over in Bushwick, Palisades hosts an Allergy Season x Adhoc session with Galcher Lustwerk and more. Then finally, Underground Quality presents a 10 year Anniversary party at Output with free entry before midnight. Pass the stuffing, this turkey’s done!
Tomorrow night at Good Room, we’re launching our cocktail menu and celebrating with select complimentary Absolut cocktails and beers from Coney Island Brewery from 10pm-11pm!Eric ‘Dunks’ Duncan DJ (Know Wave // Rub-N-Tug)
Justin Van Der Volgen (My Rules // Golf Channel Recordings)
Bad Room featuring music by Sammy Jo$15 at the door // $10 with RSVPhttp://rsvp.goodroombk.com/
5) Occultation, Kosmodemonic, Mountain God, Think Tank at Palisades
In the interest of full disclosure, this one was booked by yours truly and is flying under FREEwilliamsburg’s This One Goes To Eleven banner, also written by, umm yeah, you guessed it. But rest assured, I wouldn’t splatter my name all over something I didn’t believe in, and this one—headlined by Brooklyn dark rockers, Occultation, and featuring support courtesy of local Kosmodemonic, Mountain God, and noise punk upstarts, Think Tank—has me truly hyped. Throw in Palisades, probably Bushwick’s preeminent seen-and-be-seen venue these days (FYI: I consider Shea/The Acheron to be East Williamsburg staples), and you have one hell of a Friday night rager on tap. Tickets are just $10, so come out and support your local nepotist.
Friday, doors at 8pm
During the weekend of November 22, Industry City is hosting two events that celebrate American-made goods:
American Field, a pop-up celebration of American makers, artists, and craftsmen, is a who’s-who of American makers, and features vendors like American Trench and Shinola.
Steps away is the Made in Brooklyn Holiday Market, curated by WantedDesign and the Brooklyn Chamber of Commerce, featuring home furnishings, lighting, housewares, accessories, artisanal foods, and gifts made in our borough.
Visit both events at 274 36th Street, between 2nd and 3rd Avenues. For more information visit Industry City.
Looking to burn some calories and get your dance fix prior to next Thursday’s mondo pigout? Have I got the workout plan for you! And no, I’m not going to to tell you to do drugs, or do something even more drastic like drop $39 on a 45-minute Soul Cycle class. Hell no. Instead, I’m telling you get yourself over to Output for some TOTALLY FREE booty-shaking goodness.
I want to begin this week by saying goodbye to Death By Audio, which, after many years serving as Kent Ave’s BEST venue, has now entered its final days of existence. Although a punk haven by trade, DBA hosted its share of metal weirdos in the past, so please, when you’re cracking a PBR at Vitus or The Acheron this week, make sure to pour a little out for the DIY icon. As the condo plague continues to spread north and east over the coming months, you’re going to want all the karma you cant get.
I gave myself the goal of “taking it easy” last week. After getting a bit of a cold following the rage fest that was this year’s BEMF, I decided that R&R was exactly what I needed, and what better way to support that mission than with a trip to the spa? That said, I had to get my music kicks too, so “When in Robe” seemed like the perfect way to close out a low key weekend. It seemed like it, but after spending nearly 45 minutes hunting down my friend’s flip flops (which ended up on the feet of two completely different drunk people) and getting in a hot debate about the existence of God and aliens while standing outside in a soaking wet robe, I accepted the sad fact that relaxation is fleeting anyway.