The romanticizing of the acts of terror that befell us all on 9.11 started almost immediately preceding the attacks: "the day that will be etched in the American physique forever", "the day the world changed", "heroes which shall never be forgotten"...the news media was quick to quantify the days event into neat phases strangely remittance of marketing phrases or movie tag lines. The media wasn't the only ones cashing in on this new market demographic...the 9.11 patriot or the scared shitless citizen. To cater to this new customer, almost overnight, bomb sniffing dog training schools popped up, the tall tower evacuation parachute was unveiled, new terror prevention security agencies formed, and American flags along with trash bags and duct tape were flying off Wal-Mart shelves. The unthinkable was coming true, America was uniting(under the roof a of the local mega store only), and it's still happening six years later...just on a much smaller scale, on the banks of the east river.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
In the soon to be debunked Galapagos Art Space the "Jezebels" of the Jezebel Music Dot Com's "Consignment" event sang, strummed, and beat their immoral promiscuous hearts out. This reporter missed the opening act by a bit...but I did catch their name Low Lustre the fellas made a good show of it for certain. They were followed by the quirking duo of BobbyBlue.
This decidedly soprano singer has an eclectic mix of traditional Latin songs and cheery upbeat originals that he belts out to the beat of his standing drummer.
What What Where headlined, this sextet of electro somethings rocked a hard six song set to the gleeful appreciation of the crowd of onlookers. As with any good "Jezebels" the acts were dripping with sweat, going hard, and not stopping until we were all done, thanks for the good time, Jezzies.