If I had to sum up my time in Cincinnati over the past month in one picture, it would probably be what you see to your right: Me and the beautiful & talented Tiffany Nicholson (whose photography you can see in my latest TRACER interview with the afore-blogged-about You, You're Awesome here.) at Mayday's appropriately named "Drunk Bastard Bingo" dancing.If I had to sum up my time in Cincinnati over the past month in a phrase, it would probably be "Gee, who knew Ohio was so fan-fucking-tastic?"
Aside from the bane of my existence, Monday when a veritable amount of nothing goes on, every day here seems to go something like this: Wake up far too late for my own good, chastise myself for sleeping past noon again, walk to the cafe and drink copious amounts of coffee while transcribing an interview or two, head to a bar of choice for a band, DJ, or some other noteworthy event, drink, dance, roll back on in to my homestead sometime around three or four or occasionally five, pass out, then wake up the next afternoon to do it all over again.
It's a hard life but someone has to live it.
Now, it's not that I'm trying to wrap up my time in Cincinnati and draw my Cincy Livin' feature to a close just yet, it's just that while I was doing basically what I just described above last week, I was introduced to a band or two that, strangely enough, does NOT call Cincinnati it's home. Does that mean I should shun them? Well, I did consider it but I decided that would be against my better judgment and instead, I'd blog about it.
Picture this, fair readers: The Northside of Cincinnati (a.k.a. the Hipster capitol of southern Ohio). Myself and the pretty gal pictured with me above. At an art gallery called Fabricate. Tunes are being spun by You, You're Awesome's Yusef and Bad Veins' Ben. Sounds pretty cool, I know. I'd previously encountered the duo spinning tunes at downtown's Righteous Room only a few night's before but the fact that the crowd was, for lack of a better term, a bit douchetacular kept me from enjoying it and before long, drove me to the safety of Comet for a jerked tofu quesedilla.
At Fabricate, Ben gave us all a taste of what we missed out on at Righeous Room by giving a few gems a repeat play. One such gem was by a band called Little Pictures and was a cover of Weezer's "Buddy Holly".
It's not often that a song excites me so much that I blog about it twice but I can't really think of anything to say about the cover that I didn't already say over at Radio Free Chicago (Hey! I still blog there!) but my penchant for cover songs makes it a necessity to spread the word about Little Pictures. A little kitschy, a little catchy, and a lot of dancey, the New Zealand band's take on the seminal Weezer classic makes me anxious to make one of my signature mix CDs of pop songs reinvented by indie bands, just to give the song a featured spot, along with William Fitzsimmon's take on Kanye West's "Heartless".Reportedly, you can get "stuff for free" at the band's Band Camp site. I didn't do my research on this one so I'm not 100%. That's just what their Myspace says.
