Dialect – Brew Urban Cafe – 5/6/2010
Teepee Tour Kickoff & Hahahelp! – Bar – 5/6/2010
MillionYoung – American Rock Bar – 3/31/2010
Wayne the Train Hancock – Monterey Club – 3/03/2010
For Arts Sake Opening – The Bubble – 2/19/20/2010
1921 – Animals of the Arctic – 2/19/2010
Chris Bellus Surprise Birthday Jam
Swans Reunite & Plan for Tour in Fall 2010
The-fucking-Swans are reuniting and recording another album!
Michael Gira- former frontman of Swans and prodigy behind Young God Records- shocked the world via myspace with “a new album is in the works, and touring will follow in fall of 2010.”
A collective package of Gira’s homemade goodies- music, film, and artwork- to go along with the sardonic title “I Am Not Insane”- will be sold in effort to raise funds for recording and promoting the new album.
The package is available exclusively at http://younggodrecords.com/ as a limited edition of 1000, signed and numbered.
Contributions over $250 will receive an original ‘thank you’ drawing by Michael Gira.
Brew – Dialect – 12/17/2009
A warm rainstorm in the heart of December stirred up South Florida’s utmost sincere art patrons to attend Dialect, the monthly art and music show held at Brew Urban Cafe in Downtown FTL.
While some entangled their limbs in arid sheets, haw-hawing at the latest South Park episode, swimming in delight and thankful thoughts for deciding not to challenge the celestial teardrops, other Floridians took on the duel with the hydrogen/oxygen mixture to restore the honor of an art scene. (Brief interjection: Imagine a bunch of hipsters charging a puddle—“we will fuck up your stagnant cesspool and turn you into a splash of NOTHING.” Consequently, an opposing party will rise – “puddles have rights too!”- causing an internal conflict among the hipsters- save the art or save the puddles. Oh, the quandaries!)
Inside the good vibes radiated from the aural progression of trendy lounge to dance thanks to disc jockeys Adam Foster, Utopia Syndrome, Esoteric, and Sean Weeks. During the early hours of the night most engaged in casual conversation with friends and strangers over a beer. However, upon my exit at the strike of midnight I noticed in front of the DJ booth a sea of dancing glow sticks and bobbing sunglasses, with a rivulet of coffee steam pouring out from the kitchen.
Drones from nearby conversation against the weather’s hum and the sweet scent of Andy’s natural home baked goods (the deadly combo of coconut, peanut butter, chocolate that she handed to me- the word that quickly circulated around Brew) made the night seem more as a nostalgic sojourn to Grandmother’s cottage… That is, if Grandma was a collector of art, pastries, and beer.
The café quickly evolved to a toasty shelter for the attending collective from the impersonal flurry of the outside world.
Check out my photos of it below.
Freedom Art | www.freedomart.net
