thanksssssss & WAIT TIL NEXT YEAR

Thanks e'rybody who came out.
this was the best.
Except for next year, which will be even better.

till next spring

-stephen

Pants Yell!

It’s finally April! And in the suburbs of Boston, the slush has melted away, washing the grime and grey of angry winter driving down the storm drains and out into the Charles River. The cool kids play tackle football in the mud, trampling the first few weeds dumb enough to believe that winter’s really over. High Schoolers slip out past their sleeping parents, bundled up in the LL Bean they’re otherwise too hip to wear, searching the night for meaning and a shady spot in the park to smoke.

It’s Saturday afternoon. A round faced girl with hooked nose and collection of too small t-shirts from her youth softball days lies on the floor of her room. A boy with intense, dark curls and intense, dark eyes leans against her bed. “Tell me a story” he says. She gets up and puts on a record.

A band is playing in a backyard. Bikes are locked up to wooden fence. Their riders, skinny guys from Allston and Central Square, sip beers and show off tattoos that prove nothing in the way of toughness. “We’re Pants Yell! from Boston” the guitarist says, and they launch into their next song. The round faced girl looks around and realizes she’s the only one dancing. After the set, she walks up to the guitarist and asks if they have any cds for sale. “No,” he says, “I only have our 7 inch.”

Pants Yell!
Kids are the Same:




Magenta And Green (MP3)


Pants Yell! play early, so make sure you come out to see them.

Where Brooklyn At?

Geographically, Brooklyn, NY is pretty close to philly. It’s a 3 hour drive at most. But musically, it exists in its own universe. It has 2981960000000 bands, and a bunch of them are pretty bangin.
So it’s easy for Brooklynites to forget that there are other cities out there. Sure, they’ll do a big tour twice a year, but come down to philly for a single show? Why would they do that? They’re the ones already paying New York rent.
But you know what? Fuck that. Cause we have 3 of the raddest, loudest and loft livingest bands in Brooklyn coming down just for BBQ.

Oliver Ackermann of A Place to Bury Strangers should never have to leave his house, let alone his borough. Dude lives in an old Warehouse called “Death by Audio.” It’s a practice space, it has shows, and it’s even where he works at his regular job, making custom distortion pedals called, yes, “Death by Audio.”

A Place to Bury Strangers - To Fix the Gash in Your Head


Japanther is pretty much the most Brooklyn thing ever. Hell, they went to Pratt. They’re a noise band. Or rather, everybody calls them a noise band, but they’re not a noise band at all. They’re more of a hyper-cute, dancepartytimeallthetime neon pop band. Pop Punk but, you know, the sort of pop punk that soundtracks musicals about dinosaurs and gets featured at the Whitney Biennial.

Japanther - Challenge

Oxford Collapse, on the other hand, is the least Brooklyn band in Brooklyn. If I had to pick a time and place for them, I’d say maybe Minneapolis in the early 80s or North Carolina in the mid-90s. But where they really exist is the mythological punk rock America, forever in the van drinking lone star or iron city or ballentine ale, rocking out in black and white for 6 people at a VFW in Syracuse, waiting for Michael Azzarad to immortalize them alongside their heroes in Sebadoh and the Minutemen.

Oxford Collapse - Please Visit Your National Parks

Oh, and to answer the original question, where Brooklyn at?
The answer, of course, is Baltimore.

Dave Nada: Where Brooklyn At?

no this radiant boy

Sadly, this radiant boy will not be appearing at human bbq.
Sorry if we got your hopes up.

Wreck Your Life With DAVE NADA

Dave Nada is a dj & producer from baltimore. He's spinning at bbq.
Blender (pfff, I know) just called his party, tax lo, the best dance party in america.
He spins, ghetto house/b'more club, hip hop and tons of songs that somehow make no sense and make perfect sense at the same time.
check his remix of fat bottom girls for evidence: http://www.zshare.net/audio/38625952cc8c2b/


basically, there will be gunshot samples and you will lose your shit.



dave nada was djing when this photo of me was taken.
I wasn't drunk.


Also, I'm pretty sure you need to listen to this mix he made (granted, a while ago) at discobelle. check his commentary. its probably more useful than anything I could tell you.

http://www.discobelle.net/2007/11/09/mixin-it-up-dave-nada/


Seriously, if this was all there was at BBQ, seeing Dave Nada spinning in our tiny fucking basement would be worth the 12 bucks.