World/Inferno Friendship Society

I had to go to New York to see about a girl.  She had already been to Seattle to see about me.  We walked around, we talked, we kissed – she went back home.  For some weeks – maybe months – we wrote letters, long-hand, back and forth.  And then I went to NYC.

Actually, our rendezvous was Hastings upon Hudson, a quaint little hamlet to the North, a beautiful old house up high, overlooking the river – her sister’s house.  We trained down to The City one day.  We got lost walking around, trying to figure out the Village, and ducked into a well-treed park to escape the sun.  It was August – hot and humid and crowded – the tall trees looked like heavenly shade.  It was hot and humid in the shade.

We came upon a little stage constructed in the sweltering sun, with a crowd starting to gather.  Something was going to happen!  We waited, holding hands.

About 11 musicians suddenly appeared on stage and began strumming, banging, blowing, plucking, and bowing.  The singer screamed into a bullhorn, his microphone held up to the loud end, giving him a muffled, garbled, loud and pleasing presence.

I asked a short woman, “Who is this?”

“World/Inferno Friendship Society,” she smiled brightly.

It was a sort of punk-swing, ska-klezmer orchestra.  The men wore black tuxedos, the women wore long black dresses, and the local punks formed a mosh pit in the oppressive heat.

Everybody sweat.

“If anyone here is without sin, they would’ve gone home already.”

“Only Anarchists Are Pretty”


“Me Vs. The Angry Mob”

“Addicted to Bad Ideas”               This is a whole concert – good sound and good video.  !!!!



Goat Girl

I notice that Goat Girl have a new single released.  Goat Girl, if you didn’t read my blog months ago, is a young band in London’s south side that I am very interested in.

I’ve been puzzling to say something clever for more than a week.  Months, really.  I just like them.  A lot.  I think they make great noises; I think the singer has a great voice.  They’re matter-of-fact cool.  Good rock and roll band.

They’re taking it slow.

They released a 7” with two singles last year, on Rough Trade Records, and I’ve been anticipating more action from them this year.  So far, one new single.

What do people think of this song?


Day 30: A song that reminds you of yourself

U2: “Until the End of the World”

It’s not that I wear the gloom of Armageddon, but the visual of everyone having a good time at a party except me: that’s familiar.

We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world

I don’t listen to a lot of U2.  They have some good material, and Bono’s writing is unimpeachable, but I figure enough people listen to them.  But these lyrics…

This is a pretty good movie, by the way, and the soundtrack is fantastic.  Try this:  Nick Cave – Until the End of the World:

I’m  DONE!  The end of the 30-day challenge us upon me!  Yeah.

Day 29: A song you remember from your childhood

I was gonna go with Sonny & Cher – “I Got You Babe”.  After listening to a version, I couldn’t do it.  Growing up, there were tons and tons of variety shows on TV.  (I promise I don’t remember and won’t play anything from the Mac Davis show, Donny & Marie, Hee Haw…but there I was, in front of the TV back in the day.  All the time.  Well not Hee-Haw.

I was ahead of my time when Saturday Night Live came around – I was much too young to watch that and it was on late.  But I had older siblings and my parents were pretty much done trying to raise kids.  So I was watching that and all the cool music that was on.  Fridays, too.  The Midnight Special, American Bandstand.  There were series and there were specials.  Great stuff.

I remember Kiss singing this ballad.  I’ve never listened to it much since then, but I remember being stunned that those guys could play a quiet song like that.

Day 27: A song that breaks your heart

I suppose I’m cheating again.  Music, generally, makes me happy; if I like it, its exciting, if I don’t like it, I don’t listen to it.  I have to interpret this another way.  For today’s challenge, I’m selecting Gil Scott-Heron and “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised”.

It’s nothing new.  There have been stories about abusive powers, warnings about corruption, calls for the people to take action.  And here we are.  Remaining in power are people incredibly crass and inhumane.  Progress has been made in some areas and great debacles.  Meanwhile, middle class wages have been stagnant for 40 years and the poor must be lazy criminals.  That breaks my heart.

Also, I have a suspicion that not many people know who Gil Scott-Heron is.  He’s a terrific poet and after some cajoling, really demonstrates some good musical talent.  He has a lot of material that I return to over and over.  People don’t know who he is, and that I guess breaks my heart.


Day 26: A song that makes you want to fall in love

I started to type this up and thought, “Love? … didn’t I do this one already?”  I guess they’re all running together now.  But we’re almost done with the 30-day song challenge.  Yeah!

Years ago in Seattle, we had a Pixies-cover band called Number 13, Baby.  They could really play, man, and their covers were really great, and the crowds came in great force.  !!! (Of course, “crowd” in a pub meant for 100 is still a crowd when the sweaty place is full.)  One night at the Crocodile Cafe this girl was pleading with them to play her favorite song, but they didn’t think they knew it.  She went and bought 2 pints, and tried to bribe them to play her song.  They conferred, practiced a little with amps off, nodded their heads, and gave it a go.  They let the girl keep her beer.  The guys killed it!  The girl danced crazily, and I had myself a new crush.

I wrote a personals ad, knowing it was hopeless, but a week later I received an e-mail.  “I got your ad!”  And I think to myself, ‘Wow, these never work.’  And she continues, “My boyfriend and I were packing up to move, and I just happened to notice the personals page packing dishes in the kitchen, and I stopped to read it.  And I said, “Hey, that’s me!”

And I’m thinking, “why the fuck send me an e-mail when you have a boyfriend and he’s the father of your child and you’re living together?”

The Pixies, “Is She Weird?”  Cool song.