Mission Mission

This drunk white-guy flannel-shirt-and-converse type, after crazed dancing to a whole mess of Barry White, Marvin Gaye, and Al Green, came up to the DJ booth on Wednesday night and asked if I had anything more modern to play. I asked, “Like what? Give me a suggestion”. I think he said some names toboggan gonflable drunkenly so I couldn’t understand him, but I played it safe and said “No, sorry.” And then he asked …

“Carly Simon?”

Beauty Bar, 10pm, free. That is all.

More about DJ Katie.

I saw Omer and stopped and listened for a bit at 22nd and Valencia today. We’ve posted about him a couple times now, but no one ever seems to respond, so we thought we’d look for a better picture. Here it is, courtesy of Flickr user balmes. Recognize him yet? Scary as he can be at times, we have all his records and believe him to be a real-deal musical talent. Any stories?

Previously on Mission Mission:

Gorgeous Summertime Sunset (+Omer)

Omer, Bard of Valencia Street

Love this weather. After sitting structure gonflable around in t-shirts in the park until well past 8, we strolled toward home, stopping occasionally to marvel at the sky. At 21st and Valencia, I had to snap a picture (click it to make it big). Gorgeous, right?

A block later we ran into Omer who was jabbering about how an hour earlier, he’d predicted there’d be a beautiful sunset. Something about lack of fog leading to ice crystals and stuff. He’s got plenty of CDs for sale though. “Democracy is a Good Thing” is a bargain at $10, or go for the “Love and Peace are Good Things” two-disc set for $20.

I know we said it was gonna be every first Thursday, but we lied. Our very own Katie deejays Beauty Bar once again TONIGHT, from 7-10pm. Admission is free. Mission Mission contributors Lael and Becca will be in attendance, as well as all of our best friends. And I mean, if for nothing else, come for the trippy new barstools.

Asked about last week’s gig, Gina Rosemellia (fan of Katie and driving force behind Unburying the Lead) exclaimed:

Katie made me feel like i had some ants in my pants – i couldn’t stop a-dancin’

Sounds good to me. Sound good to you? And yes, that’s Otis up there with Katie. Click pic to make big.

More DJ Katie on Mission Mission here.

(Note: Lee Hazlewood says “She knows exactly what I needs” in the song “She Comes Running”.)

Went to Medjool again last night. My third visit and my second visit on a Saturday, “International Night.” I made a movie about this experience, during which I was not drunk or high at all, obviously. In the included movie, you can see that we walked for-EV-uh to get there and got distracted tobogan acuatico hinchable along the way quite a bit. In fact, most of the story consists of the Walking to Medjool Adventure. Finally we arrived to find, as suspected, douchebags galore. The movie includes a psychologist’s analyzation of douchebags, security douchebags specifically.

The Trenchcoat Patrol security guards at Doucheb Medjool are on a collective power trip. I felt at any given moment, no matter what I was doing, that it was wrong. That I shouldn’t be standing/sitting/dancing where I was or talking to who I was or recording what I was. I was approached by security guards no less than five times over the course of two hours and told that whatever I was doing at that moment was not allowed. At one point, they actually broke up a hug.

There was pretty good music this time due to DJ Cairo spinning but the crowd was as douchey as it was last Saturday night. My findings are that Medjool is clean, well decorated, and high-end, which means that douchebags are attracted to it.

Previously on Mission Mission: Medjool: Light on the Douchebag, Please

This music video glorifies violence. It follows a gang of thugs decked out in foncy Justice-logoed jackets as they stalk through a low-income neighborhood beating the shit out of people and property. There are no consequences. I watched it just now and all I could think about was a night I had in the Mission District recently. First I watched a bunch of art types get drunk and turn violent on a cute cardboard art project. And on the way home, I walked past both a fatal shooting and a brutal assault. I felt sad that night, and I feel sad now.

She was really tearing it up, making rock-god faces and stuff, out in front of Weird Fish.

More junkies on Mission Mission.

Mission Mission reader Travin M. recommends An Intimate Evening of Devilish Aural Delights…

an event at community music center by some mission artists, and local band, the floating corpses and m. lamar. they be cool and it’ll be a good show. cheap sliding scale at that.

Update: Okay this is over now, but skooter livecommented the following via BlackBerry:

this is an incredible show!

My 15-year-old cousin’s band is playing an instore at Amoeba Berkeley on Saturday at 2pm. They were recently spotlighted in an East Bay Express feature by Nate Seltenrich called Sounds Like Teen Spirit:

For Please Quiet Ourselves, it all started back in elementary school, when Jojo, classmate Haran Stern, and some other friends had what Jojo calls “a weird idea to start a band.” Then in eighth grade, he wrote and recorded a song tente gonflable named “Color Chart” for a school project. A simple, short pop ditty about colors (What about orange makes it so damn special?), it inspired him to found Please Quiet Ourselves as a vehicle for similar material, and appropriately kicks off the band’s first CD.

Jojo assures me that PQO will cover a Breeders song in honor of the Breeders playing the Amoeba stage a few days after them.

Link to article.

Link to PQO website.

Link to PQO on MySpace.