03.10.02 the world over

fun with co-workers at the great american music hall yesterday afternoon. i haven't been there since paul and i saw rasputina, what, four years ago - simpler days of pseudogothery and spit-napkin versus an UNDER 21 hand stamp. now i envy people who get chairs.

tribe 8: the sex pistols + breasts + toddlers. joe didn't like their sweat-mopping; i thought it was kind of sexy.

chicks on speed: superlative work on cracker's "eurotrash girl". the rest of their set was fairly bad, but they either know karl lagerfeld or got mick jagger to revisit his saturday night live impression for their video montage. mildly intriguing, in any case.

le tigre: kathleen hanna, i love you.

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