we made it — that time in the summer where the light is lower in the trees, perched not so much on branches but on lines, silhouettes of spindly earthen shape — the ground hums along, chokes on heat, resumes. it is too hot to work in this plaid shirt he said, color dripping onto the concrete, and bent squares of sun agree
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Can I get that remmy
Can I get that coke
Can I get that henny
Can I get that margarita on the rock rock rocks
Can I get salt all around that rim rim rim rim"
— Nicki Minaj, in her ridiculous (interpret how you will) verse in Trey Songz’ “Bottoms Up” (via ivethhh)
SHOWCAST / DENVER: Crystal Castles, Ogden, August 9, $35. Might be the best $35 any individual Denverite can spend all summer. You don’t want to miss this.
Below: “Untrust Us”, off Crystal Castles (2008).
Ogden event page is here. (h/t to axefield on deviantart for the image.)

alan palomo, neon indian

crowd for neon indian

dirty projectors

dave longstreth, dirty projectors
Some very belated photos from this year’s Westword Music Showcase — Neon Indian/Dirty Projectors were easily the best two sets I’ve seen all summer. Crystal Castles (August 9, Ogden, showcast post upcoming) might have something to say about that, though. Or Tokyo Police Club, or Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros.
— New Yorker critic David Denby hits the nail right on the head about overstuffed, overhyped Inception. Read the whole review here.
New from Crocodiles, after a relatively long disappearance: “Sleep Forever”. Download the song via RCRD LBL here.
SHOWCAST / DENVER: The Dodos (w/ New Pornographers), July 28, Ogden, $26 advance (or $30 DOS, but I wouldn’t count on that).
This one requires very little explanation — it’s the fucking Dodos. New Pornos are rumored to be terrible live, but I’ll probably stick around to at least decide that myself before taking off.
Event page from the Ogden, from which you can buy tickets, is here.
“Baseball Cards”, from Wavves’ newest, King of the Beach.
Say goodbye to the fuzzy, tape-hiss-dominated Wavves you once knew. KOTB is not only much cleaner than Wavvves — it’s much more innovative, too, featuring more loop-based tracks like “Baseball Cards” and Animal Collective-esque “Mickey Mouse” (which got a whole new, surfy “sha-na-na” added to the end of last summer’s version). Overall, the album sounds like Nathan Williams finally left the basement — you know, all that stuff about boredom — and got a little sun. Which is a good thing, in this case.
King of the Beach: amazon
