I was lucky to see these guys at a dive-ass bar in Anaheim two years ago on the advice of a friend and saw one of the best shows in recent memory. Now they’re playing the Wiltern and I can’t imagine it would be the same.
When they play, King Khan sings and plays lead guitar in drag, while BBQ, sings, plays drums and rhythm guitar, at the same time!
The whole record, Invisible Girl,is garage pop awesome fun time jams. This is by far their most polished album, they’ve learned from their time as King Khan and the Shrines. This song will be stuck in your head, I promise, even if you hate it.
King Khan & The BBQ Show- Animal Party.
Chicago November 29th, 2009
I went to Chicago for one day to DJ a party, I randomly jotted down things I noticed. It probably reads a little rough, but here goes:
Girl at whole foods told me to hold on to my crisp dollar bills because they are rare. Whole foods in Gold Coast had basically no health food or whole foods products. No yellow mustard, just Whole grain or Dijon. Man at liquor store wearing ninja turtles sweatshirt told me to come in after 6 because the girl working is a level one Sommelier. I was simply buying a travel pack of Benadryl. I consider myself to have a decent grasp on urban slang, but I couldn’t understand one word the woman telling me about her mileage offer was saying. I did the unthinkable and purchased a vita coco water at the airport for almost 5 dollars. Benadryl is the poor man’s Xanax. Chicago street dogs come with the option of fresh celery salt, pickles, tomatoes, etc. LA street dogs come with or without mayonaise. Grown man wearing a new my chemical romance hoodie.
Fred Falke – “Chicago”
This is the arm of a well tanned, Tru soulja in Laguna Beach.
Apparently the official rule is “Always capitalize the first and last words of titles of publications regardless of their parts of speech. Capitalize other words within titles, including the short verb forms Is, Are, and Be.” That’s how I knew how to title this post.
I’m really into 90s backpack rap and pop-punk lately. You should probably avoid this.
Company Flow – Vital Nerve
Do you feel like you wish there was more sample-based southern rap? Do you ever look out at the sea longingly, imagining uncharted lands, your mind racing with images of revelry, moonlit raids on unsuspecting royal fleets, and then later carousing with gratuitously buxom maidens in exotic ports o call? Are these daydreams narrated by a solid southern rapper with an imaginative voice? Then download Willie Isz’s “Tha Grussle”, and be off at once to taste the salt air.
Crystal heads, space zebras, eye moons, lunar fish, ear eyes. A collection of science fiction psychedelia, OMNI Magazine covers ranging from 78-84. Penthouse founder Bob Guccione described the magazine in its first issue as “An original if not controversial mixture of science fact, fiction, fantasy and the paranormal”.
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