Thursday, October 8, 2009

Halloween Costume Idea #1

I think the costume's appeal speaks for itself.

I would like to comment, though, on three problems of execution that I anticipate and have highlighted in the drawing.

Logistical Issues:
1. Growing a mustache. It's the linchpin of the costume, and it's something that I can't do.
Solution: Adhesive fake. Magic Marker.

2. Girth. Will I fit through doorways? Hallways? Narrow corridors? Furthermore, cardboard cylinders are not the most flattering attire. I want to look trim; I don't want people to think that there are saturated fats hidden in my oats.
Solution: Butter up the sides, and mark the box "Holland Oats Light."

3. Dance Moves (or, like the mustache, lack-there-of). Poor baseline coordination, compounded by costume-constrained limb mobility is likely to create problems.
Solution: Alcohol.

Monday, September 21, 2009

In honor of Doolittle's belated twentieth anniversary, I have massacred Monkey Gone To Heaven in a Beastie Boys, Pixies mashup.

Brass Monkey Gone To Heaven

Sunday, September 20, 2009

MFNW (cont.)

Wonder Ballroom
The Like
Arctic Monkeys

Crystal Ballroom
The Jealous Sound
Sunny Day Real Estate


Wonder Ballroom
Mariachi El Bronx
The Bonx
Fucked Up

Roseland Theater
Pretty and Nice
Youth Group
Portugal. The Man
The Get Up Kids

MFNW Rundown

Rolled into Portland early in the morning to make the rounds at Powell's and Rocco's before (trail) blazing the way to Jackpot for our Festival wristbands. Risk and Uno ensued once we realized the abundance of time on our hands...and we got a bit carried away, nearly missing Dr. Dog and Helio Sequence. In retrospect, this wouldn't have been any sort of calamity.

Wonder Ballroom
Dr. Dog played an entirely forgettable (though not bad) set. The home-town heroes, Helio Sequence, produced more of their characteristic sterile sounds. We left shortly after Blood Bleeds, one of the few palatable tracks of their performance, to get into prime position for Girl Talk.

Roseland Theater
Guidance Counselor opened the night with a few incredible mashups incorporating the likes of The Lion King, Madonna and MGMT's Love Always Remains. They seamlessly transitioned into a full band performance of their simian, strobe-light dance pop, and the good times rolled.

Brother Reade followed. The stale beats and perplexing awful vocals thrown from the stage, accompanied by the drunk, handsy sixteen year-olds bumping from behind made this the most trying hour of the weekend. I'm still wondering how such an awful experience found itself sandwiched between two of the festival's outstanding acts.

Girl Talk was everything one would imagine.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009