eldar, shake shack, klaxons, sweet n vicious

Eldar is a 20-year-old pianist from Kyrgyzstan. Last night he dazzled a roomful of industry folks with his quick-as-lightening fingers at The Cutting Room. DJ Logic and Eric Krasno from Soulive comprised his band, but they seemed a little pressed to keep up with Eldar's speed. For the most part, I couldn't really hear how DJ Logic fit into the compositions, but there were a few really sweet interactions between he and Eldar towards the end of the set. I'm curious to see where his career will lead.

Next stop: Shake Shack for dinner.

Doesn't it look magical? Well, it is.


After a yummy selection of cheese fries, shakes, and burgers, we headed over to Bowery Ballroom to catch The Klaxons.

Pre-show.


Lo and behold, we missed a fight outside Bowery Ballroom. When we rolled up, some dude had blood all over his neck and another mega-hipster was lying on the ground with a security guy standing over him. Oh no, not hipsters fighting with each other!! Maybe it started as a debate about whose jeans were more tapered.

SJ's phone died during the show, so she worked it out and plugged it up at the show. HA HA.

We got there kinda late and I was feeling mega-lazy, so I didn't get any good pics of the Klaxons. I think I need to get a new camera. Anyways, here are some key photos. The Klaxons sounded pretty good, but it was a boring show! I wanted them to be much more wild and crazy (maybe I'm screwed up in the head from seeing Iggy Pop the night before). They weren't bad, just not amazing. I guess hailing from the same town as Billy Shakespeare doesn't guarantee artistic genius. Am I being too hard on them?

After the show, we headed over to Sweet and Vicious to get our drink on. And shit, did we get our drink on. I'm not sure what inspired us to drink so much, but damn Gina...my head still hurts as I type this.






















"I herd you are in Buffalo, but what I REALLY want are some Canadian wings!"


















































Oh god, the cabride home was pretty epic. I don't remember a lot of it, but I've got the pics:

last night i saw iggy pop's ass

Last night, Sarah-Jane, Josh, and I made it up to the dazzling United Palace Theatre to catch Iggy and the Stooges.

Pre-show, SJ and I got some solid eats at a steakhouse across the street. HOLY CRAP it was good. SJ in a prime action shot, yo. Below are pics of the foyer. Pretty sick, huh?

Dude this is a water fountain! Fans in the balcony. Unfortunately we got there kinda late and couldn't find a good spot to get pics. It was like attack of the 6-ft-dude-night! Next time I go to a show, I'm bringing a damn ladder with me.

OK so Iggy was fucking insane. I am really surprised he didn't cut himself or eat a small animal onstage. He lost his shirt and his pants were struggling to stay on. I definitely caught the top half of his ass and Josh says his man-bits were on display a few times. Good thing SJ and I are shorties!

When we rolled up, Iggy decided to let everyone in the pit come onstage with him. IT WAS INSANE. I wish I had gotten there in time to get up there and represent.

Here are some pics courtesy of Lawrence L:

















SJ showing us the beautiful wallpaper.



Post-show, we all headed uptown to pay our friend DT a little visit. He lives in Inwood so I'm pretty sure that visitors aren't too frequent. We had a little fun in the train station with some MTA workers who were blasting some sweet rhymes reminiscent of Jazzy Jeff in his heyday.

Check out that sick stereo.

The 207 Street station RULES. There is sparkly sign that says "AT LONG LAST".

Here we are with a random-ass dude who wanted to take a picture with us. Inwood represent!

The man, the myth, the legend: DT.

What could be classier than champage on Monday night with SJ?

And there he is....

Cheers to another solid night of music. As the brits would say: MATES OUT!