Didn’t snag tickets for tonight’s show? Don’t cry. We’re pretty sure they will be back. And in the meantime, here is a little taste of what being in a kick-ass punk band is like, from Perfect Pussy’s bassist Greg Ambler:
FreeWilliamsburg: Last time you were in Brooklyn, you played two shows in the same night- The Knitting Factory and Saint Vitus. How did you keep up? What was different between the two sets?
Greg Ambler: I keep up by smoking tons of weed and play the same regardless of where I am or who is watching. I attempted to snap my bass in half at St.Vitus and ended up just fucking up my knee which was probably pretty funny to watch.
FW: Who do you listening to when you’re on tour? What other bands are out there now that inspire you? [Read more...]
“It’s faster,” said George Huarotte, 22, who works in Greenpoint. “I prefer the shuttle.”
“The shuttle is always there,” said Tiffany Elisca, 25, who also works in Greenpoint. “And it’s free.”
The G train has been shut down between the Nassau Avenue and Court Square stops since July 25 to allow workers to make “extended repairs” after 3 million gallons of salt water flooded the line during Sandy, according to the MTA… [Read more...]
A lot of bad/good choices were made on Tuesday night when I decided to attend Röyksopp’s DJ set instead of opting for a good night’s sleep before an early morning shoot. Regardless, I’m glad that I was in attendance to see the nordic duo weave seamlessly between classic house tracks into heavier dub-laced selections as the night wore on.
The crowd left a little something to be desired. Upon entering the venue, some drunk kid said to me, “Oh it’s just a DJ set?” to which I responded, “Yeah, but I’m sure it will be great.” To which he responded, “Like great, even if I don’t have drugs?” Mind you, he said this right in front of two security guards. SO YEAH! I guess there’s always someone who’s there for the wrong reasons.
We persevered and were gifted with an atmosphere that (minus the crowd) felt like a true European nightclub. The performance built in strength and volume as Röyksopp played a diverse and varied DJ-set.
Rocka Rolla, 486 Metropolitan Avenue in Williamsburg
Rocka Rolla is the latest establishment from the people behind Skinny Dennis. We checked it out last night and its like Skinny Dennis for the classic rock and hair metal set, for those who prefer Van Halen to Merle Haggard. Unfortunately, it won’t have live music like its older brother. That said, it does have food — sausages and fries — which is a plus and an outdoor space with a view. Well, a view of the BQE that is. [Read more...]
5) Black Wine, Brick Mower, The Grand Pantrymen, Sore Saints, Tim Duffy, Brett Davis at Death By Audio
While our resident Don Giovanni specialist and Death By Audio wallflower Chris Quartly already told you all you need to know about this one earlier in the week, there’s no reason not second his sentiment: For $8, this record release bash for Black Wine—featuring an opening set from Brick Mower (whose new album also rules), stand-up comedians, and more—is by far the bargain of the weekend.
Friday, doors at 7pm
A few weeks ago, I felt
a little under the weather hungover and absolutely craved a burrito. I usually order seamless from Taco Santana when I’m craving Mexican, but I ordered from there earlier that week and didn’t want to be recognized by the delivery man. Just a mere days previous, I was less than nice after having to walk down all three flights of stairs to obtain my torta due to his confusion over the buzzer.
To avoid any sort of confrontation or exercise in my ragged state, I decided to order from El Loco Burrito. It had four stars. A solid rating, so how bad could it be? Turns out Seamless reviews are not to be trusted blindly. After my order arrived, I took a big bite out of the “chili beef burrito.” Lettuce, cheese, tomato, tortilla. Not too disappointing, but not exactly good. Another bite. This time I taste the ground beef. Grey and bland, I can only imagine it was boiled. No flavor and not exactly helping to cure my hangover. I’m thinking to myself that it might magically get better… maybe not all of the beef is that weird grey color. I take one more bite, and I taste… peas and carrots? What? This can’t be! I am so thrown off by this strange combo I decide to dissect the burrito, and yes, there are factory shaped squares of potatoes, soggy carrots and peas that can come from no other than a can of Veg-All mixed vegetables. I REPEAT- VEG-ALL MIXED VEGETABLES! I was forced to eat the stuff as a child, but no more. There is no way I could bring myself to eat this sorry cafeteria lady excuse for a burrito any longer. I mean, how can you possibly mess up a burrito that bad to bring back flashbacks of elementary school lunch? [Read more...]
And in a flash of glitter and glow-in-the-dark face paint, the party of the summer is over. Vibes were all good Saturday night into Sunday morning when BangOn threw their annual Short Shorts shindig. The secret location, which turned out to be in a multi-level Supper Club near Bedford-Nostrand, was packed when we arrived around 2 AM. As per usual, the crowd was flashy including everyone from babes sporting neon unitards to bros in the glow. You know what I’m sayin’.
Despite the cramped situation, my friend and I were still able to score silent disco headphones in a matter of minutes. Quiet Clubbing (who I’ve been tipped off may or may not be appearing in an upcoming episode of Shark Tank) has this system down to an art. You give them your ID or a credit card. They give you a set of headphones and a numbered return ticket, and well if you break them, you buy them. Simple enough! The DJ’s were solid. The Blue channel offered a more top 40 set list, while green focused on deep house. You always knew which channel was crushing it by the cheers that broke out over the dancing crowd.