bringing the trouser back
in my own little world. spent an hour and a half trying on pants in my own closet on a laid back sunday afternoon and came to the realization that they're hot. and i'd forgotten. there's something to their clean lines, their tailored nature, their sleek, polished fit. trust. skinny jeans and shiny leggings are my heart. but i am vowing to revisit the pant and reinvent it in my own wardrobe. exhibit A: happened upon this marabou feather scarf with satin tie at the sketchiest of flea markets over the weekend. totally vamped up my pale blue trousers. love.









nitzer ebb in photos
i last saw nitzer ebb when they toured with depeche mode for violator. i was in junior high. and i was SHOCKED. what the hell was this music? banging, beats, shouts. erratic, yet rhythmic. who was this guy flailing around energetically, with a powerful, sometimes menacing voice? i loved it. instantly. fasssssst forward to this past saturday night. i was seeing them again. gone were their baggy shorts, t-shirts and trainers, douglas mccarthy's wildly curly locks (i did know this about douglas as i saw him as 1/2 of fixmer/mccarthy a year or two ago). replaced with dapper newsboy caps (on bon harris), suspenders with trousers (on jason payne), mccarthy in an insanely well-fitting suit. but not gone: that bloody energy. the banging, the beats, the cacophony of industrial brilliance that grabs you, pulls you in, implodes you, causing involuntary stomping & frenetic dancing. the vibration from the speaker beside me compounded the experience. that & grand central's LED screen. and actually, seeing nitzer ebb again has made me rock-bottom sad. there's just not new sound out there that comes close to theirs. raw, jarring, beat-driven electronic with pulsating percussion that dominates the atmosphere. there's not. you won't convince me otherwise.

highlights for me are likely obvious: hearts & minds, let your body learn, murderous, control i'm here, blood money, join in the chant... oh, all of it!

i did manage to snap a few cellphone photos amidst the bad a$$-ness, crumpled set list courtesy of grand central's facebook page.

LEARN. CHOOSE. BUILD.

love,

sunlovey

LISTENING TO...

how about a random little collection of sounds i've been tripped up on recent days & why:
Starfield- The New Division

i just love it. beautiful. atmospheric, like literally, you might picture the sky, crickets, waves, listen...

A Little Respect - Erasure (listen via hypem.com)

because andy bell was spotted at the robyn show in tampa, fl this past monday by one friend and DJed someplace in manhattan last night where another friend was in attendance, erasure's just on the brain.

The One - The Radio Dept. (download it via pitchfork.com)

O.M.Beats! and a seriously lovely & nostalgic vibe. and why ever is this track so short i want more more more...#love.

Bikini - 04 (listen via hypem.com)

a fuzzy, youthful anthem full of layers, chanting, heartfelt melodies—you'll dance to it as much as you reflect to it.
Fun to be had - Nitzer Ebb

1st time i saw nitzer ebb i was 13, they were opening for depeche mode on the world violation tour. i got a beer spilled on me. i fell in love with industrial music. am seeing them again this saturday in miami and well, there's mad fun to be had, loveys.

Ghost in my head - Niva

this track is like a dream you don't really want to wake up from. and yet, it still makes you a little melancholy. there are underlying beats that remind me of london jungle music in the mid '90s. and who doesn't have a ghost or two in their heads?

happy listening!

love,

sunlovey