Keep It Fresh

I’ll keep this brief! This Sunday go to Pod/Crawdaddy.

Forget whoever the headliner is and forget all the Bacardi shit is and make sure you go and dance and have fun with A-Trak and DJ Medhi….

Blag guestlist if you can - otherwise you’ll have to pay E22.50 which is a bit nasty!!!
A-Trak @ MySpace
DJ Medhi @ MySpace
The way they play at the moment is a tag team set… it’s fun.

I’ll be seeing Medhi in Brighton in 2 weeks at the Vice Unitaur.
Here’s a flyer for the Brighton leg:

It’s all free!!! Get online and get tickets for it!
Then a week later I’m hoping to catch both A-Trak and DJ Medhi at Fabric in London along with loads of people at an Annie Mac night.
Oh yeah… I haven’t blogged in about 6 weeks due to a fucked up laptop. New MacBook is arriving any day now so I thought I better get back into the routine!

- Kieran

It’s Friday and I am sleepy. Very sleepy. So to whip things into a frenzy, I attempt to supply you with a quickfire inventory of musings that are occupying my overactive mind:

• Robots In Disguise are rather terrible.
• Lightspeed Champion is rather not terrible.
• Black coffee saved my life today. And not for the first or last time.
• I await the Kevin Drew gig with fervour.
• If you still haven’t seen Control, get on it.
• Mark and Dave are DJing the Lobby Bar in Crawdaddy tonight. Get thee there. There promises to also be some lady action – ladies who have already been referred to in this post, in fact.
• If Jessica Alba can’t wear neon denim effectively, then neither can you or I mere mortals.
• Why aren’t more people tickled pink by the fact Super Furry Animals are playing next week?
• My assumption accuracy is not as honed as it used to be.
• The Some Days Never End Festival has much, much potential, though I have a feeling I will be disappointed.
• Arts and Crafts are fun.
• Did I mention Blur are probably reforming?…yup, thought so…
  

 http://www.entertainment.ie/festival

I like forgiving and forgetting

I dislike constant lethargy

 _sarah_

pic: Super Extra Bonus Party @ HWCH ‘07

Well there ain’t many unfortunately as I could only make Friday. Saturaday was a family gathering of the grand scale and Sunday was spent in bed sick. Boo-urns. So here’s a rather small report.

First off the ‘all-in-one’ building setup works. I was a smidge late getting down to Pod so I missed Gavin Glass but I hear good things which is nice to know. After meeting the gang myself Bernie and Sinead headed to Tidal District in the Working Man’s Club. I was instantly blown away but this is defiantly a band worth checking further down the line.

Next up was festival favorites Super Extra Bonus Party. I really like the Party’s instrumental material and it was a great show filled with high-jinx. The Crawdaddy room was full with bodies been directed to the balcony area upon arrival. It’s a bit late but shout out to nialler9. Happy Birthday dude!

After a quick bevy (Budweiser, Budweiser, Budweiser or Guinness) we popped off to the Lennon Lounge for something a bit different. Los Langeros sang and danced into the crowd and were made for a Spiegeltent performance but their certainly not everyone’s cup of tea (ahem…Sarah!). Real fun band worth checking out.

In a continued attempt to hit every room at the festival (missed Tripod!) we headed to the Pod room to check out The Minutes upon Bernie’s recommendation. Their a really together band with some good tunes so do check them out. They play Whelans with the Blonde Majority on October 4th.

Finally I dashed over to the Odeon by my lonesome to check out Le Bein. I could natter on about the duo all night but the bottom line is they continue to get better and better. Roll on a hard copy release.

Props to all those involved with photo exhibition including our boy Dan and Miss Lili (photo at top of post). The work looked fantastic and Crawdaddy’s Lobby Bar should be used for more of the same in the future.

The drive home was filled with power ballads and garlic/cheese chips. Great night and I’m gutted I couldn’t make the rest of the weekend. No dice I guess.

HWCH 2008 anyone?

-phil

I would like to publicly thank the Market Bar for my new current food obsession: feta cheese. The Market Bar has always walked a fine line for me. On one side of the line is some excellently prepared and presented food, ranging from salads to meatballs, it officially comes under the name of Tapas @ The Market Bar. On the other side of that extremely thin line is the bar itself which can be a decibel level to high when the crowds fill it. There’s also the staggered service policy which means you could have finished your meal, polished off a bottle of red, payed the bill and taken a taxi home before your date/friend/companion/significant other has even seen their dish of choice.* But again I bring you back to the excellent food and I must admit to having a soft spot for the joint when I’m in the mood.

Now to the feta salad in question. A meager €7.50 for the small (more than enough), their feta salad is a treat. I’d always been partial to the cheese but after my Market Bar experience at the weekend, I’ve been throwing the lil white blocks into everything. The salad in question consisted of a baby spinach and rocket base, crispy bacon, roasted walnuts and croutons and comes highly recommended with a glass of red. I’m sure our resident alcoholic wine expert, Sarah, can point us in the direction of a suitable companion to this very affordable and delicious dish.

-phil

*this description to be taken with a very large pinch of salt

http://www.culturenight.ie

It’s tonight, dontcha know.

Get this, there are FREE buses from such far flung places as trinity to temple bar. Get your stilettos out.

It should be a hoot though. Vodka in Coke bottles, anyone?

I like vodka

I dislike getting startled

_sarah_

I’ve decided to blog about the MTV VMAs.

It all started when 1 minute after Britney started and she was so shit that I thought I’d blog…. then I thought I might actually watch the show. Here goes… after the jump! Continue reading ‘MTV VMAs - Britney! & more…’

So here initiates my first blog post round this way. I’ve healthy dabbled on my own myspace occasionally, but here I’ll mostly be providing a healthy dose of oestrogen in this masculine mess of Phil, Dan, Dave and Kieran. This will predominantly involve dissing my own gender in an endearing, “girl power” kinda way, of course. Post modern and you know it.

I’ll begin by deflecting attention from myself, and directing you to an interesting venture here: www.myspace.com/playthesongilike

Playthesongilike is a music ‘zine available at the tills at Tower Records. It comes with a pricetag that prostitutes itself (“ZIPPO”), and, frankly, I’ll leave it up to you to marvel at it for yourself. I’ve reflected for some time as to a suitable adjective for it: proactive, I’ve decided. And, no, sadly not with that el casei immunitas vibe…

Gareth Williamson, the mastermind behind the project, featured in an article in the latest Totally Dublin and had the unenviable task of trying to explain oneself. Eloquent, it was.

Let’s hope it keeps ears close to the ground and runs with it.

I’ll conclude by deflecting attention from myself. Tetric, the new Thursday night shindig in the Hub, is going where many, many nights have tried to go before, i.e. the objectionable mission to replace/rival Whelan’s crown. Or was that Bondi…..Anyway, D-Reills and Exclamation Mark (find me a moniker to compete with that), put on a solid show, battling the anti-air conditioning rule that reigns there, and coming up with a set ranging from Peaches to Prodigy with a healthy dusting of P…P-p–…Peter Andre. That last bit may have been my inner desires seeping out. Either way, I wish them luck, if only for their forthright DJ Box dancing enthusiasm.

I like personalised stationery

I dislike non-gummed envelopes

_sarah_

www.myspace.com/playthesongilike

www.myspace.com/tetricclub