Egads!!! I just found this on youtube. I'm so pissed at myself; Destroyer played on my birthday! What the fuck was I doing not being there?
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
I think I just found the band for my 30s. It's like when I first discovered The Smiths and The Stone Roses in my teens, and Felt and Belle & Sebastian in my 20s. I've had Destroyer's new album "Destroyer's Rubies" for quite some time now from a friend but never really bothered to listen to it until it kept popping up on the iPod on tour (it's very intuitive, my iPod). And now, a month later, Destroyer is all I listen to. I downloaded and bought all the other LPs once I got home. I've never been into one particular artist this intensely in a very long time. Dan Bejar (aka Destroyer) is a brilliant poet and his music are works of art - dense, literate, referential, melodic, sweeping. It's like the perfect soundtrack for me at present, it says everything I'm feeling now, have felt and want to feel. You see, I get very affected by music, especially lyrics... Some painter girl must have really hurt him in the past... And it's not just about love and despair; Mr. Bejar throws down the gauntlet for other writers, challenging them, especially East Coast ones to step up their game, to be ready for the bout.
And the asinine thing is that Destroyer recently played in LA but I hadn't "discovered" him yet; I was probably at home working on this silly blog.
Here are two of my favorite songs from his 2001 album, Streethawk: A Seduction -
Farrar, Straus & Giroux (Sea of Tears).mp3
The Bad Arts.mp3
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/29/2006 04:20:00 PM
Monday, November 27, 2006
The LTTR release party is on the 9th of December at Susanne Vielmetter Los Angeles Projects. I think that LA's Finest Crew will be djing at the afterparty which will be at the Mandrake.
Here's Anna's blurb about what this is all about.
WHAT THE PIECE CONSISTS OF:
A piece of red suede cord, knotted 13 times. the number 13: "Joie" (joy; the usual use of this number is as general luck or gambler's luck). The knots are the drops of menstrual blood which would be placed in the drink of someone you desire in order to make them fall in lust with you. An eyeball or ring is tied to the cord as "eye" of the cervix.
An amulet "an object that protects a person from trouble" (Greek) or a talisman (from Arabic tilasm, ultimately from the Greek word "talein" which means "to initiate into the mysteries.") consists of any object intended to bring good luck and/or protection to its owner. Potential amulets include: gems or simple stones, statues, coins, drawings, pendants, rings, plants, animals, etc.; even words said in certain occasions – for example: vade retro satana – (Latin, "go back, Satan"), to repel evil or bad luck.
THE BUCKLE OF ISIS
"The blood of Isis, the virtue of Isis, the magic power of Isis, the magic power of the Eye, are protecting this the Great One; they prevent any wrong being done to him." Thus reads a portion of the 186th chapter of the Egyptian Book of the Dead, which was engraved, often with other invocations, on the Buckle of isis amulets. Great faith was placed in the magic power of this buckle or tie. It was believed that the wearer would be protected and guarded from every kind of evil for ever and ever.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/27/2006 04:20:00 AM
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Been hanging out with the folks a lot lately in Little Saigon, it's holiday season afterall. Anyhow, my very long gold necklace chain broke last year and I've been too lazy to get a new one. I was inspired last night about making one of the sea shells I found on the beach in Cabo earlier this year into a pendant. But first, I had to get a new chain. So we had a family outing to Phước Lộc Thọ, known in English as Asian Garden Mall.
When buying gold, I always bring my mom, she is an expert haggler, it's a sport to her and she always win. I'm just her apprentice. For the Vietnamese, 18k is supreme, 14k is too meager, and 22k is too soft (totally acceptable but a bit too yellow gold for my taste). This is because our history has been one of unstable currency and gold is seen more valuable (which it is). My mom has always told me and sister to invest in gold cuz' "you can always sell it when you need money." Yep, that's the rufugee mentality. But it makes such sense right?
So here are some rules you should adhere to if you're ever in the mood to buy some jewelry at a Vietnamese mall:
1. know what you want
2. find it
3. compare it - it's always good to know the proprietor; at this mall, my parents know between 4-5 which makes it quite easy for us to get a realistic initial quote.
4. discuss, negotiate, chit chat (be friendly) - this is the truly fun part of this experience. I love it. I'm getting to be really good at it.
5. walk away - unless you know that the price is really reasonable, walk away and compare again. I love walking away; like I'm all snotty and bitchy; I make this great face.
6. decide - go back to the lowest price and make a last ditch effort to bargain some more, you can always go down just a little more but you gotta know when to stop. There's a fine line; you don't want to insult the proprietor.
7. commit - once you agree on the price, there is no going back, you would be losing face if you back out now. It's like the item is yours once you commit so be decisive and confident of your decision.
8. buy it - it's yours and you're better for it!
finally committed as it was the best price. I got him to go down just a little bit more which felt good; like I accomplished something major. That's my gold on the scale!
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/25/2006 09:14:00 PM
Thursday, November 23, 2006
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Friday, November 17, 2006
It's pie season and for Thanksgiving this year, I've decided to make pecan pie. I did a test bake this evening and I think it turned out pretty alright. I used one of the recipes from the hillbilly country cookbooks I recently purchased at a Civil War store in Tennessee. To fancy things up, I added Jack Daniels for a more grown-up flavor. It's pretty tasty.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/17/2006 10:43:00 PM
Then I went see Vetiver at the Jim Hensen Rec Center. "To Find Me Gone" is one of my favorite records this year. Was pleasantly surprised to see that Farmer Dave was playing pedal steel with them. The show was amazing, Andy's voice is beautiful, Dave made aural magic. There were some lovely freaky folky peeps there which was comforting to see; I'm back in LA.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/17/2006 01:09:00 AM
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Once I was done with the museum, I drove to Little Saigon to visit my parents, whom I haven't seen in months. Turns out they already had dinner plans with old friends but hey, I was invited to join (of course). The best part was that it was Bò 7 Món (7 courses of beef) at Pagolac Restaurant, a traditional Vietnamese culinary extravaganza, a glorious celebration of beef. Sounds too beefy? It's actually quite healthy for you, lots of veggies and protein, prepared 7 different ways. Some restaurants also serve Cá 7 Món (fish) and Chó 7 Món (dog) but that's only available in Vietnam. :)
Not eating any Vietnamese for a month, I was eagerly waiting for the gluttony. My favorite part of this dining experience is the dipping sauce, mam nem. It's not fish sauce (though my parents prefer this), it's fermented shrimp with freshly chopped lemongrass and pineapple, very specific to this dish. Sounds gnarly right? It's so damn good, I go through it like it's nobody's business.
The banter during dinner was of the usual sort: "you look cuter now," my mom's friend would say to her, or "she has good sweat," referring to my jade bangle which has become quite green of late, or "you should tell jokes in between songs, the audience will love it!" my dad's friend was advising me.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/16/2006 08:52:00 PM
After yoga today, I drove down to the Orange County Museum of Art to view the 2006 California Biennial show. I wanted to see My Barbarian's video installation, "Pagan Rights." I'm in a bit of it, you see, and hadn't seen it yet so was curious. This is the greatest thing My Barbarian has ever made, so visually stunning, so visceral, so fun to watch (I was giggling in the gallery) and so embedded with social and political commentary. The show is up until New Year's Eve.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/16/2006 08:10:00 PM
Thursday, November 09, 2006
Making my way back home. In a way I feel like I've been gone forever but it's all in the head, my perspective is all messed up. I just need to be alone and wallow in my own misery. Thanks to Steak'n'Shake, Culver's Butter Burgers & Frozen Custard, Waffle House, Cracker Barrel, Perkins, Denny's, McDonald's, Wendy's, Country Inn and Tim Horton's. Kinda makes me sick to even write these names down but they really made my dining experience especially special on this tour.
Posted by Owley Patrol at 11/09/2006 08:20:00 PM
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
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