August 19, 2008
After a mysterious disappearance that had all of us at Antics holding our breath in fear, Ricky Reed and Wallpaper are back in business at last. The sultan of cellular and his trusty percussionist, Arjun Singh, are set to tear down the Hiro Ballroom on 16th St. in Manhattan this Thursday.
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August 19, 2008
As someone who grew up listening to heavy metal in the late ’80s/early ’90s, it’s nice to see classic metal making a comeback. Bands like Early Man highlight this resurgence, with more of an emphasis on structured guitar licks, vocals that can be understood and songs that can be followed from beginning to end rather than a muddy five minutes of distorted guitar and “singers” with voices indistinguishable from a growling dog. Basically, more …And Justice For All and less whatever crud Slipknot’s slinging these days.
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August 18, 2008
For more than a decade, street skaters have rightly complained that so-called “street contests” never offer the types of ledges, rails and obstacles that you find in your typical cityscape of Anywhere, U.S.A. After all, when was the last time you were clacking down the sidewalk on your way to the local store when all of a sudden you came upon a 10-foot high Masonite monolith with metal coping being sessioned hard by the homies?
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August 16, 2008
For eight years, the NOLA Mod Dance Party has proved that it’s quite the step sideways from your general DJ night—the hallmark of the Party is the low-fi turntables and throwback vinyl records played by DJs Matty, Kristen, Pasta and MikeHurtt. You haven’t heard Brenton Wood’s “Gimme Little Sign” until it’s been played over an old PA with all the crackles and classic echo included.
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August 15, 2008
The Faint played a packed house at the Henry Fonda theater on August 8th. Antics was there in full-style, and snapped some photos while taking in the sights. Here’s a taste of what happened through the watchful gaze of Mr. Will O.
Todd Fink of the The Faint doing what he knows best.
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August 14, 2008
This Saturday, August 16, come to Civilian Arts Project gallery on 7th Street to get your after-show, post-Faint fix.On tap: Jaguar Love DJ sets, DJ Will Eastman and special surprise guest DJs. On the ground: a big, bad dancefloor with plenty of room to groove. Sponsored by Antics and fueled by Toyota Matrix, Blisspop, and BrightestYoungThings.com, the house (a 19th century downtown building, to be exact) will be jumping. This promises to be one for the ages.
The Deets:
The Faint After-Party
Civilian Art Projects Art Gallery
406 7th Street 3rd Floor
Washington, DC 20004
11:00 p.m.
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August 14, 2008
By Brian Brannon
Photo by Dean
There are times when even the most foolhardy gambler needs to step away from the gaming tables in Vegas. But the problem I found is: What else is there to do? You’re surrounded by slots, blackjack, poker, craps and other forms of temptation everywhere you look. What’s plan B? Well, luckily my friend Dean from Sin City pointed us in the right direction with the Boulder City banks. Seems that this little burg on the way out of Vegas toward the Hoover Dam needed to build a drainage system and at the same time decided to put in a jogging path, and legend has it, someone on the City Council suggested making it skate-able too as the town didn’t have a skatepark.
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August 13, 2008
The drums, the drums, the drums.....As Flava Flav would say, “‘Ahhhh yeeahhh boyeee!!” It was night two at the Bluebird Theater in St. Louis. And you’d better believe The Ting Tings blew the ra ra roof off the joint. Yes, the temperature was that of the surface of the sun, but the twosome Ting were even hotter. I have to admit, when they played “That’s Not My Name,” I was on serious pogo-stick patrol. We hung outside for the first half of the evening, screening Antics T’s and playing Rock Band. There was this one dude who tried to cut in line to get a shirt, and when we politely informed that he would have to wait just a minute more, he said, “Forget it!!!” and stormed off. Of course ten minutes later, he called his friend who was still there and asked if he could pick him up a medium. Back inside the club, the sold-out crowd was moving and shaking (not unlike the earthquake in Los Angeles in July - what up home!). And after the show, everyone was so pumped that we just kicked it outside the venue until our eyelids said, “No mas.”
Forget It!
Matt Matawaran
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August 12, 2008
Hotel San Carlos in the heart of hotter-than-magma Phoenix, Arizona, claims to be haunted by ghosts: apparitions of a white-gowned old woman, toddlers playing in the hallways (a la The Shining), and stubborn presences borne of the Indian burial ground bulldozed over to make way for what would turn into a celebrity-studded bed-and-breakfast (Marilyn Monroe and Clark Gable were regular guests). But the only spirits we found Sunday were the poolside excitations of William Reed’s Forever Birthday Massive, featuring deejays Ultraviolet Sound, Electric Valentine, Kid Vicious, and more.
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August 12, 2008
I’m going, going...back, back...to St. Louis, Louis. Well, technically, we already went. The Antics team reigned supreme once again, as we traveled down to St. Louis for another back-to-back night of music and fun. You know “Blackbird Singing in the Dead of Night?” Well, this was the Bluebird Theater, rocking in the late evening. On this night’s adventure, we were lucky enough to see the musical stylings of Dr. Dog (not an actual licensed doctor, but they play one on rock and roll stages). Dr. Dog infused some soulful rhythms and vocals, with some good old fashioned rocking, and a stellar stage presence. The clouds were crying that evening, so we set up our silk screening table inside. And, despite the fact that it was a million degrees in the club, being inside worked out very well in our favor. To get to experience the entirety of the good Doctor’s performance was a treat (p.s. I saw a big box of candy fall off of a semi the other day - made me think of Halloween, indeed). Stay tuned to hear about night two at the Bluebird Theater (one or more Tings may be involved...).
Killing Me Softly,
Matt Matawaran
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