braking teeth


can’t pin me down
Friday 9 July 2010, 15:10
Filed under: absorb, photos

The patience to sit down and write just hasn’t come to me lately.  Instead I have been opting for the stream of consciousness ease that Tumblr offers. Tumblr hybridizes itself as the gifted love child of Facebook and WordPress by  dropping recessive traits (polarized lack of privacy and complete anonymity) while championing their strengths (viral content and flexible style).

Starting with a pictorial account of our Coachella roadtrip,  I created a photo tumblog called Edmonton Ericsson.

After a couple of weeks I noticed tumblr’s allure and created a catch all tumblog to repost treasures (trash?) found while internetting. It’s called Beatbank.

Posts here will be few and far between for a while.

love,

jenni

p.s. the term ‘tumblog’ is lame and makes me cringe. i apologize for using it.



119 ST in Memoriam
Friday 5 February 2010, 15:30
Filed under: photos

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get your ass outta bed, i’ll explain it on the way
Monday 20 July 2009, 11:58
Filed under: absorb, party, photos, projects, shows

(i’ve decided to link everything from now on)

too much happening!

Last MONDAY i don’t recall…

TUESDAY Illfit Outfit played with Parlovr from Montreal and a previously unheardof opener, The Futuremen, at Likwid Lounge. Luckily it was the debut performance of the Futuremen so they had a handful of eager fans providing very vocal feedback (mostly appreciative) until the more seasoned typical show goers arrived near the end of Parlovr’s set. I was apologetic to the gents for the slim attendance -I didn’t say so, but I anticipated lack of promotion and our three shows in the previous weeks might make for the worst attended illfit show in recent memory- but they were  so freaking upbeat and positive it didn’t get them down. The emtpy spaces in the room certainly didn’t have any effect on the ferocity of their show. They were just as awe-inspiring as when I last saw them in the same showcase as Mt. Royal whom I sat in for at last Halifax Pop Explosion. Maybe more so.

Right after their set an influx of people filled up the room. I was kicking myself for not having pushed the promoter, Mark Hayes formerly of MBP aka Mark Birtles Project, harder to let Illfit open instead of headline. That would have been ideal. I really wish more people had seen them. Next time they play Edmonton I will be even more dilligent in spreading the word but I don’t think that will be necessary. I am absolutely convinced that they’re radness will have them much talked about soon.

The trio, Alex, Jeremy and Louis, definitely have the attitude that I am beginning to conclude is essential for indie bands to turn talent into success. Enquiring about their tour so far I don’t remember hearing a single word about poorly attended shows, hunger, fatigue, shitty promoter experiences, none of that. Actually a promoter in Saskatchewan canceled two days prior to the show leaving PARLOVR with two unbooked days. They found the silver lining and had a blast camping both nights.

Anyway, they are one of my favorite Canadian bands right now on account of their attention commanding live show, steller personalities and fucking top quality raw, danceable, & supersingable songs. I wish them the best. I should tell them so.

WEDNESDAY 90’s party rehearsal…

90s

shout outs to what seems to be the Dance Mix 95 cover incorporated into Catherine's poster design

THURDAY Daniel returned to Edmonton for his show at Brixx with Hank & Lily (by the way, people sure love spectacle). He’s been in Vancouver where he can legitimately live busking through a winter rather than subsist as he was here in Edmonton. As I had anticipated he called three days before the show asking myself and the other members to perform unrehearsed. Somehow the promoter mistakenly booked the DB Buxton Revue instead of Daniel solo. Anyway, we played for nearly an hour for the first time since March (when he last breezed into town) but for the bassist Dave Farhall (THE fucking ACE bass man in Edmonton I would say) it was the first time playing Daniel’s music since February.

Back in the day we were really well rehearsed and we usually anticipate eachother’s improvisation pretty easily so it wasn’t an issue to conjure up the recollections of form. Sometimes it amazes me how supernatural musical ability is- mostly when I observe non musical individuals trying to clap or carry a tune. On one hand we definitely can’t take credit for being graced with inherent aptitudes that we never think twice of but maybe performing isn’t so effortless as it seems. Daniel and I have gotten into several arguments about whether or not born-in musical ability exists. His perspective is that abilities can only be taught or learned. I think that’s ridiculous for obvious reasons.

Natural talent aside, like many musicians, I have studied music since I was wee. It is such a slap in the face having to hound promoters for payment or act thankful for being paid after hauling heavy shit, waiting for the late soundman to bitch and moan about soundchecks (he definitely never has to volunteer his services), spending upwards of 5 hours of my time in their venue to make them money that nowhere near compensates me for the tens of thousands of dollars and countless hours invested into studying music for 22 years of my 26 year life. Such is life.

Don’t get me wrong, if I am stoked about an playing on a sick bill, playing for a cause, or  helping a touring friend or good promoter in a pinch money isn’t an issue. But when a bar is gaining patrons that would be elsewhere if not for the show who pay at the door then proceed to eat and drink, there is no reason for the band(s) who drew the crowd to grovel for a pittance let alone leave empty handed. Simple as that. If you are a musician in Edmonton then you will know exactly who I am talking about. If you aren’t, I am talking about promoters at the Starlite and its basement, Brixx aka Velvet Underground aka Victory Lounge.

Still, i love music.

FRIDAY The 90’s party at CIRCLES had a promising start with DJ’s Sarah (smallcaps) & Karen Campos spinning bumpin hits of yesterdecade, NES games projected onto a wall, illegal beers, and veggie pizza-a-plenty.

go90s

my so called 90s outfit consisting of items i wear normally

I was convinced that Illfit shouldn’t hurry into our covers of Moist, Wallflowers, Chris Isaac, Macarena (Thievery Corp, dubstylee on the spot), White Town, and U2 @%&#!!! Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me. Delaying the start proved to be a bad idea. The party got busted by the 5-0 halfway through the Boyfriends set. I think we only managed to play three songs of our set: Song 2 by Blur, a Blink 182 cover and ‘What’s Love Got To Do With It’. Yes, it is not actually a 90s song but it was on the soundtrack for the movie starring Ms. Angela Bassett released in the 90s. We had just begun the raunch dirge that is Cranberries ‘Zombie’ when a male and female officer sauntered in.

Jay, CIRCLES resident and propietor, stepped outside with them as I was starting to mouth them off.  My candor may have been due to the Red Bull, beers and Grand Marnier but I seriously have a problem with the Edmonton Police DIService. I’ve had too many experiences of calling them for help only for them to be of no help and/or not show up. Seeing them harass the homeless, manhandle jaywalkers, use tasers irresponsibly, and generally show preference for protecting the property of the wealthy (their real job) has turned me off completely. “Thankfully” the officers didn’t write Jay a $2500 ticket. This city is such bullshit. Jay is putting on parties for people that aren’t content to attend the usual douchebag bars and hipster hangouts in a neighborhood that needs serious revitalization. I understand why bylaws and licenses exist but they certainly harsh our rad.

Boyfriends didn’t get to perform our covers of Cranberries, Bran Van 3000 (Drinking in L.A.!) or the reprise of our four alarm Spice Girls medley so I was temporarily bummed. A subsequent 20 minute kitten discussion with a handful of loyal CIRCLES regulars finishing last beers turned things around, as always.

The musical highlight of the night for me was Illfit’s operatic trio outro in leiu of string section outro to that badass song from the Batman Forever soundtrack. Our singing is definitely improving. Liam’s intonation is becoming killer and my voice is beginning to match the suppleness of his. FUN

SATURDAY, SUNDAY, TODAY – so much awesome stuff to be added after my chili picnic with Shamira.



baby it’s you
Saturday 20 June 2009, 21:13
Filed under: bike, job, photos

my bicycle isn’t finished but it is ride able, in a gingerly manner, but ride able none the less. thanks to a recession labour lay off, shamira’s keen eye for hiring signs, outrageous insurance premiums, my new fucking sweet pal leila, keith the neil peart worshipper at EBC, and the perks of being in the employ of a bicycle shop i am nearly ready to sell my car, slap on some stylish (see: necessary) parts, and make the shift from fossil fuel consumer to bicycle commuter.

leila and i are building up a 1976 Apollo frame (model name as yet unknown) into what i hope will be my new vehicle of necessity, choice, and pride. i won’t lie. fixed gear gallery has been my inspiration.

my steed remains unnamed. possible titles include a simple description of the tri-color rattle can fade yellow-unknown-brown, P2P aka “Puke-to-Poop”, or a BSG homage, Captain Apollo.

i won’t bore you, anonymous and non-existent reader, with the technical details of my plan for restoration and neighborhood “sweet ride” domination but trust me it will be sweet… when i can get it to stop falling apart, screeching and rattling.

handlebar stache & p2p frame

handlebar stache & p2p frame