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Preview from the next issue of Tokion Factory featuring our photography at the Tokion / Onitsuka Tiger CMJ showcase. Good times.
Preview from the next issue of Tokion Factory featuring our photography at the Tokion / Onitsuka Tiger CMJ showcase. Good times.
2010_10_23
On my last Saturday in the big apple, I got some drinks with Brett and managed to run into Franc Fernandez and Casey Spooner at Family Function. Much thnx to Lady Fag for being such a great host. After hanging for a bit I headed over to Brooklyn for some fun at the Pop Manifesto warehouse party. Good times.
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2010_10_19
Nick Zinner’s photo show at the Levi’s Showroom
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2010_10_16
Without missing a beat, I found the party the night I got into NY. Without even knowing it, old skool homie Victor Rodriguez and I had planned to be on the east coast at the same time. And to further the coincidence he was djing at both my nightlife destinations that weekend, the first being the Spank party.
The last event of theirs I attended was prematurely shut down by the NYPD, luckily this party didn’t face the same fate. The performances were solid, and the party packed – needless to say the music was on point. And the metaphorical cherry on top? – that I had the pleasure of meeting the one and only Lady Miss Kier, definitely a surreal situation.
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So my favorite showcase of the week was at Webster Hall for the GBH/AM ONLY showcase. I heard about the parties, and I was only too happy be shoot this event. Got to catch Shout Out Out Out Out this time around, whom I missed at SXSW. The show was fun, and it got the young folk dancing away.
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To clarify, there was a light up sign of Billy Dee Williams holding up a Colt 45 at the Death+Taxes/Onituska Tiger party. Yes, it was genius. The event took place at Glasslands, gotta love it when the venue doubles as someone’s living quarters. Real Estate and the Japandroids played, and someone drew a portrait of me. Yes, I’m not sure why either. The venue itself was compelling enough, even without the crowd of hipsters and indie rockers. It’s as if I walked into Where the Wild Things, but I didn’t want to cry at the end. With everything placed so haphazardly you weren’t sure you want to touch, or lean on anything.
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Another night, another showcase. This time I went to the cake shop, they actually sell cake, promise. The Kanine Records showcase was down in the basement, and it was hot. I mean actually heat hot, bad decision to wear a sweater that night. Anyway, on with the show, Dinowalrus and Surfer Blood! were great and the crowd was very scenster chic. I could have run into many of these people wandering the bars of Echo Park.
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So, my first night in the city, I had a little too much fun, or A LOT rather. I lost my phone, but thankfully not my camera. The first spot of the night was at the CMJ Spectre party. The establishment was Cheers reminiscent, but the people didn’t know my name.
I have to say, I’m a sucker for any bar with a pinball machine, repeat: ANY BAR.
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