DONT FALL AWAY AND LEAVE LOVE BLEEDING

on sunday, gurj and i went to see the bronx and lifetime at bowery, respectively. see, im not quite sure what mormon emo poptard gurj was hitting on when lifetime took the stage at bambooble, but she missed the magic. and by magic i clearly mean adam l, dude from saves the day, robhitt.com, and brian muthafuckin battjer squealing like little girls on the side of the stage while their favorite jews from jerz (sorry sar) rocked the 20000 kids dry. it was my first introduction to the band and i loved it. these days im more intrigued by audiences than bands, and that said, you really couldnt beat the crowd that had gathered by the main stage that day. so then we go for my round two at bowery. see, my pot brownie homegirl didnt even want to stay for lifetime! she got her pants bunched for the bronx and once they were done, she came over to me and was all "shit brah, are you gonna stay for the whole set?" see, bitch dont know that lifetime specialize in what i call the karenplusone special - aka, the two minute song. my attention span doesnt last a whole lot longer than that so im amped when a band can get a point across real quick. ANYWAY, so pretty soon after that, me and g-town ran into my homeboy gabe saporta, and seeing as we had spent a good portion of our "getting ready time" (read, me trying to force sparks on everyone while she put makeup on) listening to the new snakes on a plane jam that gabe done did, we had an awful lot to ask him. conversation led to shit-holding which led to drink buying which led to us staying for the whole set (and by us, i guess i really just mean gurj because i had full intentions of being there from the start). HILARITY. our friends paul and elliot crowd-surfing? priceless. the bowery gig was SO different than bamboozle because of, well, AGE. bamboozle was all kids. most of which were probably discovering lifetime through pete wentz. which was fine, they get stoked on pete wentz and everything he comes with (even if it IS a jizz-stained copy of a morrissey record). but bowery was like, our friends. people in their late twenties. people who lost their v-cards to lifetime in a rutgers dorm. it was all these dudes fresh from the office ready to get their rocks off. it was seasoned, polite, thoughtful moshing. amazing.

in the amazing-as-in-trainwreck category, you can check out the tarts of pleasure shot-by-shot assessment of ROCKSTAR:SUPERNOVA over at sarahs blog.

and furthermore, if anyone is looking for gift ideas from the birthday just past (im talking to YOU, roddy woomble), please get me THIS.