Friday, January 13, 2012

Envoy Enterprises - Matt Sims / Winston Chmielinski

 Winston Chmielinski - "Large"
Winston Chmielinski - "Small"

 Matt Sims  -"'On Your Mark, Get Ready, Get Set, On your Mark'"
 Matt Sims - "Die Taxi Fahrerin" 
Matt Sims - "The Space In Between"
 There is a sneaky little secret bar in the back of the gallery.
The eminent gallerist Jamie Sterns and her dapper friend James Williams.
Death-Rod.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

The Chris Gethard Show - Ruin This Show


 Pregame chatter with the bananaman.

 The Human Fish goes cannibal.
 I think this was the exact moment where all hopes and expectations Chris had for the show disolved into regret and self loathing.
 Conner Ratliff is 35 years old and is legally allowed to run for president, so he is. 
 The CCDT returns.
The Human Fish in all his terrestrial glory.

In 2006 I found a 1985 Topps Darryl Strawberry baseball card on the ground. On the back there was a sticker advertising an auto-biographical Darryl Strawberry one man show. My mind reeled. A couple days later I arrived at the theatre, took my seat, and the houselights went out. An announcement was made that due to illness Darryl would be unable to perform, but the role would be filled by his understudy. Chris Gethard took the stage and proceeded to do an hour long one man show AS Darryl Strawberry in the first person. Needless to say, I was an instant fan.

Since that day I’ve seen Gethard perform a few more live shows at the UCB theatre, watched him pop up in commercials, get a sitcom, lose a sitcom, interview one of his greatest detractors, get Diddy to appear on stage with him, become an author, and start his own cable access show.

The Chris Gethard show airs Wednesday nights on the Manhattan Neighborhood Network as well as online. Every week is very different, unscripted, almost always incredibly awkward, and usually hilarious. It reminds me a little of Glen O’Brien’s "TV Party" but for comedy nerds and with a proud shunning of all things cool. The cast, if it could be called such, is crew of friends, guests, some characters (such as The Human Fish) and for a while a random woman named Jean that just walked into the studio one night.

I’ve enjoyed watching The Chris Gethard Show evolve and change over the last few months, going from a quiet call-in show to a rowdy variety program. The studio audience has developed a sincere sense of ownership and community around the show that is touching to see. Gethard is a very permissive ring leader, frequently allowing guests and audience members to interject or even take over significant blocks of air time. Show themes have ranged from a presidential debate, a surprisingly well executed 1-hour broadcast of a rec-center basketball game, a sandwich night where everyone ate sandwiches, a “milkshake of death” experiment, and a full hour cold-read of monologue jokes submitted via email.

Last night I attended the show live and in person for the first time with the show theme being “Ruin This Show.” The audience was invited to attempt to ruin the show however they saw fit, with a few ground rules to ensure no equipment was harmed. My original plan was to spend the hour tormenting them with a laser pointer, but alas I left the device at home. I quickly improvised a backup and purchased a large bag of Werther’s Originals which I proceeded to unwrap throughout the show, as well as changing my ringtone at maximum volume and informing Gethard that our beloved Knicks had just lost to the lowly Charlotte Bobcats. I can’t say I ruined the show, but I didn’t make it any better.

The show was a mess, lots of fun for the audience but presumably unwatchable by anyone not familiar with the characters and situations taking place. About 20 minutes in it became apparent that Gethard realized this and was visibly depressed and disappointed, much to the delight of the crowd. He had just appeared on Jimmy Fallon the night before and promoted the show, and was likely bummed to have new viewers tune in to see the random chaotic in-jokes taking place. All that said, I had a great time and was stoked to finally meet Darryl Strawberry in person.

For an overview of TCGS watch THIS.

You can watch the Ruin This Show episode and also buy Chris’s book HERE.  

Monday, December 19, 2011

Tim Barber - Untitled Photographs - OHWOW Book Club


Downtown All Star Team, obscured.


Tim Barber

On Friday OHWOW Book Club hosted a party to mark the release of the book Untitled Photographs by Tim Barber. Tim is a great photo-maker and Untitled Photographs contains some real gems. The work spans a period of 15 years, and though not connected by any specific theme or content, all of the images hang together very nicely and form a beautiful, unique, and complicated whole.

The book contains a great essay by Jesse Pearson from which I will quote "...these two last things that are important to remember about Tim, the person, as you look at his photographs: He is funny and also he is attuned to pathos. On a gut level, he understands the comedy-tragedy connection...Please therefore try to feel in Tim's photos the marriage of 'this is funny' and 'the world is sad.' Both are there."

In addition to his personal work, Tim runs the amazing online gallery Tiny Vices, curates shows and exhibitions, throws awesome parties, and shoots commercial work that you may very well have somewhere in your house right now.

Tim is also a real nice guy and his encouragement played no small part in the creation of this very blog. Late last summer I was shooting a show/party that Tim helped to organize and he asked to use some of the photos on Tiny Vices. I was honored and flattered and it really sparked me to go out and shoot more and more. A few weeks later I stopped by to shoot the opening of a group show Tim had curated. Through him some of my pictures ended up being used by the New York Times in what will no doubt be the apex of my brief ‘photography’ ‘career’ if it can even be called such.

Point is that I barely know him and yet I owe him a lot. You owe it to your eyes to buy his book.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Friday, December 9, 2011

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Paul Cary, Total Control, Thee Oh Sees - (Le) Poisson Rouge

Paul Cary and the Small Scaries






Total Conrtol






Thee Oh Sees





Doug McQueen, who made the night a real rager.

Paul Cary and the Small Scaries came to town on tour with Total Control and Thee Oh Sees, and I got to go see.

Paul Cary is responsible for creating one of my all-time favorite records ever, the self-titled “The Horrors” lp released on In The Red back in 2000. (You can download a FREE ,legit copy here.) I still remember the first time I ever saw that band play. I was on a road trip with friends and we were staying in Colorado Springs with an old buddy. It was snowing like crazy and we drove across town at minimum speed through the mush to see The Horrors play at a punk house. They were also from Iowa where we all went to school, and I’d hung out with all of them for years but somehow never heard their music. Those guys had driven literally all day through the blinding snow to play this show, had just arrived at like 11 pm, and when they finished setting up there were probably 11 people to play to. They absolutely destroyed the place. They sounded huge, everyone danced like maniacs, and they won my heart forever.

Anyway, I hadn’t seen Paul play in a long time and I was stoked when I walked by (Le) Poisson Rouge and saw his name on the sign. Having mismanaged my schedule on this Friday night I got to the venue just as the guys took the stage. The new songs are a little less frantic, but the same stripped-bare, propulsive, raw, trembling, rock-and-roll howl is there.  The band he’s built is perfect for him. John Crawford can do anything he wants to drums and Adam Penly on the organ adds a current of reverent southern smoothness. Anyway, these descriptions do nothing so please just listen.

Total Control were seriously awesome in a Fall, Gang of Four kind of way and I thought they played an awesome set.

Thee Oh Sees were also awesome, and I was impressed with how big they sounded. A real fun live band. About half way through the show I realized that the male singer /guitar player used to be in a band with some friends of mine, which I then filed under the “oh, neat” category in my brain.

About the same time I was realizing that, my best buddy Doug McQueen, back home in NYC for the first time in 6 months, was realizing that he was pretty much invincible. He also had to dance. Like a ritual of awakening, his dancing started to bring to life the dormant crowd around him. It was his semi-successful stage dive on-top-of /in-to the immobile throng that finally turned everyone loose. His persistence to enjoy hisself whipped up a maelstrom. He single handedly started the party. Sadly, the candle that burns twice as bright burns half as long. He would exit slightly early with a black eye and a smile.