Whaaaaaaattttt????? Come on, a lot of people see bands multiple times ... okay, eight times puts me in stalker territory. You know, if K & J don't see me at a show, they don't perform as well. Then I get an e-mail saying, "Oye, mate, where were you?"
So Ting Tings made their New Jersey debut. As much I tried to get them to play Maxwell's, I'll take a dance tent at 10pm with a hyped crowd. I'll quote the words from my Free Williamsburg partner-in-grime on the closing set of the night. She summed it up best by saying, "Thank you Ting Tings for reminding me that I have a vagina."
Coincidentally, that it also the title of my third book coming this December at a B&N near you. It's called Thank You Ting Tings for Reminding Me That I Have a Vagina: Further Adventures in MusicSnobbery. This is the follow up to Get On With It, You Bitch: A MusicSnobery Memoir and Dan Deacon At The Buffet Table: A Tale of MusicSnobbery.
In other news, Katie has a new hat. She takes after me. She'll wear it on their next U.S. visit, when they open up for Pink. I'll be out of the country, so I'm off the hook. They'll also work on new material this fall in Berlin with an eye on a 2010 release.
No more APW, we know return to your regularly scheduled programming already in progress.