More More More B-day!

Like a true rock star, Dana (with scuffed chin, warped neck and lingering hangover from the notorious bat mitzvah) couldn't help but continue to rock out on her real b-day yesterday. To celebrate, a group of us gathered in the basement of Izu for what turned out to be a karaoke war with show tunes loving weirdos. Appearances by Hal "I will sing anything put in front of me" Horowitz, Steve "Agro for my Destiny's Child song" Hahnel and even Dave and Paula "We just came from the Shenandoah Valley" Erickson, really added to the evening.
Big b-day ups to Dane for her rousing rendition of Rebel Yell, rivaling her amazing performance of Mother at the X-Mas Karaoke Extravaganza last December. Her vocals were strong, her moves were equally awkward and awesome and her commitment to the snarling punk anthem was beyond admirable! We rewarded her efforts with a b-day present that keeps on giving: a new tattoo (not a another sunshine on her wrist, damn it!!!!) that will help her remember her two little BFs forevs and evs.

HAPPY B-DAY DJ BUTCH, WE LOVE YOU!

Dive for Rocks!

I try to resist doing anything that Billy says including, but not limited to, diving for rocks and touching electrified gum. But the fans have spoken and TPB must appease! This week TPB celebrated Rachel's awesome new job and Dana's 28th birthday. Both parties were beyond cray cray and I've enjoyed every minute of recapping Rachel and Dana's actions back to them - it is rare that I am in a position of such power! Actions speak louder than words, so here's some pictures of the gang in action.



There is only 1 possible thing going through Rachel's head: "Take my pants off"



The Norwhale mating dance.



The grand entrance.



Is that a Beastie Boy?



Push it real good!



Dr. Dre meets Sparkle Motion.



Jay to the rescue!

Things that make you go... it's 1992!

Quick recap of Tuesday night's Sam Champion madness. They kicked so much ass. I was beaming like a proud mother for my boys.

Here's my attempt at rock photography...

after their set, a dance circle erupted due in part to the hot beatz being played and Yaps' rollover bachelor party

Last week I took care of a rad dog named Pip, alluded to in Mega's post, well here's a great photo of him that I took at the office. Ain't he a lil'Nugget. And no, he's not a rat, as I heard someone inquiring behind me while I walked him.

Things I'm looking forward to in the next week or so:

1. My frickin bday!!!!! I'm turning 28!
In the past year I have:
started a new job, stopped dying my hair, moved to Brooklyn, maintained my sanity...barely
In the past year, I have not:
stopped partying, stopped loving Wolf Parade and all assorted side projects, found an outlet to take out my love for spencer on(wha wha wha...shut up)

But I have realized I've come a long way from this:
Jamal Tang is rockin the mullet and I don't believe i've dressed girlier before or since this photo- which was taken at her bat mitzvah in '92. We're reliving it this Saturday night at Loreley. Yes, a bat mitzvah at a German Beer Garden. Only a goy like me could be so genius. Thank Moses Jamal is legitimately Jewish...

2. Shreddin' Sunday at Jay's- I may be a little rusty, but at least I know Nick is on the same page as me.

3. Getting a new tattoo. what what! i'd post what i'm getting, but then one of you wannabes would steal it.

4. Seeing Handsome Furs, not once, but twice.... and possibly having may parents come to wednesday's show at the Mercury Lounge. Strange, you think? Not really- my rents took me to my very first concert when I was 7... Bon Jovi at Alpine Valley. Best view in the house, sitting atop my giant father's shoulders in the grass seats... and by grass I mean all the pot smoking hair metal bitches my dad was trying to keep me away from.

5. Karaoke on my real bday... I've been practicing Rebel Yell.. so back off bitches!

New York I Love You, But You're Bringing me Down

That's pretty much how I felt yesterday for the following reasons:

a. I fell while walking to work. I was rounding the corner from my street onto Houston and slipped on something and went down hard in front of 10 construction workers. Scraped up my whole leg, embarrassed myself, but pretended to be fine. 2 blocks later I stopped and screamed obscenities for a little bit. Great start to the week.

b. The guy at Dunkin' Donuts effed up my coffee order - again.

c. Work drama.

d. Elissa "I like to ruin Monday's for Meredith" Brown took me to a bar where they were doing a poetry reading and we had to whisper while we drank. BS!

But, like the light at the end of a tunnel, LCD Soundsystem turned everything around and ended my night with an amazing set at Webster. I'm almost positive it was the same set they did at Studio B on Saturday but it was only a quarter as hot in there and I could actually see so it seemed like a completely different experience. As soon as All my Friends came on the crowd really started letting loose and the rest of the night was fantastic.

After the show Elissa and I had the best/worst idea ever and decided that one Saturday this summer we are going to have St. Mark's Day. Basically we will spend and entire day just eating and drinking on St. Mark's and see how long it takes us to get from 3rd Ave to Thompkins Square Park. We'll stop for karaoke, perhaps a falafel, margaritas at La Palapa, pick up some goth clothes - it will be genius. If things get too out of hand we figure we can just get a room at the St. Mark's Hotel for the night. Almost forgot, the best part of this plan is that we will first meet at the 11th street flea market where we will all draw one of our friend's names and spend up to $30 on an outfit for them to wear during our St. Mark's adventure. I really hope I draw Balint's name. Robots are fun.

Adventures in Brooklyn and Beyond

I went into this past weekend with extremely high expectations and was not disappointed in the least. As most of you know I am currently OBSESSED with LCD Soundsystem and have been looking forward to Saturday's Studio B show since I bought the tickets back in February. James Murphy is totes my hero and has taught me that I am unusually good at rave dancing with glow sticks. So good in fact that some of my friends are scared. The same friends who go to Burning Man and wore light up outfits to the show on Saturday. I'm just going to take their fear as a compliment. The show was fantastic from start to finish (they even played Someone Great!)and my only complaint was that it was hotter than the dance tent during mid-afternoon at Coachella up in Studio B. I poured my own drink over my head at one point to cool off. Eventually I just gave into the heat and continued to dance until the very end. Then I snagged somebody else's car to get home and will probably have bad taxi karma for years to come.







Other highlights of the weekend:

Rachel telling the guy at Rosarios it was ok to give us cold pizza since we were holding up the line.

Talking about Norwhales.

Park "whoring"

Blowing skank whistles

Pip.

Eating our way through Red Hook - chocolate covered key lime pie on a stick, mounds of Mexican goodness, corn, lemonade, mango, etc.





Watching Billy drop his cell phone down a sewer grate in front of the Lodge only to have the Mexican Macguyver and half of the bar come to his rescue and successfully return his phone to him. The entire place clapped when this happened. Sidenote, while sent on a mission to get duct tape to save said phone, Billy also returned with trick gum that shocked you. Amazing.



Niki and Elissa's costumes.



Jack's B-day BBQ. Sure I'll eat a chicken sandwich to wash down my hotdog. Yum!

Don't Call it a Comeback....

Cause we never really left. We just stopped writing about all of the important and amazing things we had been doing. Watch out because all of that is about to change! Between the summer concerts, music festivals, Fire Island adventures, and encased meat consumption at various BBQs this summer it is going to be hard to get us to shut up. Smile, you love us!

Coachella 2007: The Quest for Baja Fresh is Completed

We also were hired as playpen models while in LA for 5 minutes. Bikini bitches on a bouncey castle is our next gig.