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Saturday, December 22, 2007

Las Vegas, Björk and ME!

Last weekend I traveled back to Las Vegas (it's been way too long!) with my friend Lesley to see the final date of the US leg of Björk's 2007-2008 world tour, and it may have been the best show of the tour that I have seen. It was a small & new state-of-the-art venue, so it sounded fantastic and I was very close to the stage. The crowd was surprisingly very energetic and very into it from beginning to end, and a lot of quirky characters there which made it a great setting. Didn't take any pictures as I just wanted to get wrapped up into the show, and it was well worth it. But I found a few pictures on the web and some actually great clips on YouTube, so check it out, if you care in the least, haha! Next up, Björk in Auckland, New Zealand in January! OH YEAH!

'Declare Independence' - Pearl Concert Theater @ Palms Resort & Casino, Las Vegas - 12/15/07
ENDLESS ENERGY! ENDLESS CONFETTI! VIVA LA REVOLUCION!


"True to her words, Bjork's albums are moving targets, rootless as tumbleweeds, inherently malleable, hammered into shape by a voice that can be light as a kitten's footsteps and heavy as a murderer's conscience, all in the same breath.

Flanked by a ten-piece, all-female horn section, a drummer, and assorted sound manipulators working on laptops and other digital instruments, Bjork mined the netherworlds of electronica for alt pop gold.

Clad in a flowing red and white blouse with a multicolored headdress that glowed in the dark like a neon croissant, she made sure that the visual palette matched the dazzling hues of her songs, with the brass band costumed in gaudy red, blue and yellow gowns and large crests emblazoned with frogs, birds and fish suspended from the back of the stage.

It all congealed into a fantasia of color and sound that could be as quiet as sweet nothings whispered into a lover's ear and so loud and clamorous it seemed like a Mardi Gras band was storming through the aisles of The Pearl.

But live, Bjork's populist appeal becomes a bit more evident, especially during ecstatic, arms-in-air fire starters that climaxed with ravelike intensity via fleets of diesel-powered beats barreling through the tunes.
" - Jason Bracelin, Las Vegas Review-Journal









'Pluto' - Pearl Concert Theater @ Palms Resort & Casino, Las Vegas - 12/15/07

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Monday, December 10, 2007

Why I Love Christmas

by John Waters
(director of the original 'Hairspray', 'Serial Mom', 'Pink Flamingos' and 'A Dirty Shame')

"Being a traditionalist, I'm a rabid sucker for Christmas. In July I'm already worried that there are only 146 shopping days left. "What are you getting me for Christmas?" I carp to fellow bathers who haven't even decided what to do for Labour Day. As each month follows, I grow more and more obsessed. Around October I startle complete strangers by bursting into my off-key rendition of "Joy to the World." I'm always The Little Drummer Boy for Halloween, a grouchy one at that, since the inconsiderate stores haven't even put up their Christmas decorations yet. November 1 kicks off the jubilee of consumerism, and I'm so riddled with the holidays season that the mere mention of a stocking stuffer sexually arouses me."

It only gets better, so check it out HERE!


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