Dynamite Arrows / Double Dagger / Shellshag / Animal @ Uncle Paulie’s

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It’s been months and months and months since I watched JuiceboXXX explode out of the plastic doors of Unky Paulie’s and collapse beneath the shadow of the huge, under-construction, death-star-minaret-upside-down-hot-air-balloon-lookin’ sewage treatment plant out in industrial Greenpoint. There, amid the smell of fresh Newton Creek water and the splash of Bikes In The Kitchen crusties pissing across the blue canvas of Paulie’s concrete and plywood hard-hat luncheon, JuiceboXXX gasped the last few breaths of the stale air for all of us and, in a flash, it was over.

But something that beautiful can’t be gone forever.

Now, for the first show since that memorable night, Paulie’s is opening his doors again. And what better way to do that than with some of the most intense rock music to snake its way out to that far forgotten cliff, off which hipsters slip under the hypnotic sway of oil-stain rainbows?

(Goddamn if nostalgia doesn’t make me wax poetic… apologies)

[ MUSIC. ]

> Dynamite Aroows
-> Double Dagger
–> Shellshag
—> Animal

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8PM / $5 / ALL AGES!

Friday, Sept.
@ Uncle Paulie’s <--- (map 'n stuff)
NE Corner of Monitor + Greenpoint Ave.
[ G > Greenpoint / L > Graham ]

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[ Thanks to Leta Sobierajski for making a sweet poster with much whiteout used as paint. Find the original wheatpasted up and about! Check out SleepWhenDeadNYC for more info about this and many other upcoming DIY + all ages shows out in Brooklyn. ]

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[ CALENDAR. ]

9/18 —> The Beets @ cute livingroom style tba!
9/22 —> Titus Andronicus / Le Rug / Max Steele + The Party Ice / Snake Vision @ Don Pedro’s
9/26 —> Mools (from JAPAN) / The Wailing Wall / Invincible Hummingbirds / Boy Bathing @ Don Pedro’s
10/19 —> unCMJ Fest @ Don Pedro’s
10/20 —> unCMJ Fest @ Don Pedro’s
11/25 —> Polite Sleeper / Austin Lucas <--- Prague! @ tba

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[ INFO. ]

[ DYNAMITE ARROWS ]

Members of Pterodactyl and Cop on Fire beat out punk rock anthems. What more do you really need to know?

---> MySpace

[ DOUBLE DAGGER ]

“Po-mo as a motherfucker. At what point does hyper self-consciousness and self-awarness become severe enough to cause the universe to fold in on itself? Hipsterism, internet message boards and design (even their name is a typographic reference) are just some of the subjects tackled by this deconstructed rock combo in an aware of self and audience and place of self within audience (am i over doing it enough yet?) fashion. Songs with titles like “My Dad Has a Theory That The Internet Is The Roman Coliseum Of Our Times” or “Punk Rock vs. Swiss Modernism” probably wouldn’t work as well without the minimalist artcore approach Double Dagger employs. So perhaps it is you who writes reviews, yes?” - Punk Planet

—> Site (whoa.)
—> MySpace

[ SHELLSHAG ]

“As soon as we saw the 6-foot tall male singer in girl jeans, a skintight tank top (with a fake dress shirt collar and zebra-striped tie painted on it) and a cropped gold lame sweater holding a star-shaped guitar, we naturally thought, “joke band.” But then we heard the tribal, Melvins-ish sludge-metal sound he made with the girl drummer (wearing bells on her ankles and around her waist). Tribal metal sleigh-bell grunge is the next big thing, and guys wearing girl jeans with tank tops is the next big fashion statement.” - MTV

—> Site
—> MySpace

[ ANIMAL ]

“They’re a duo: Patrick is guitar, Alex on the drums. Patrick builds up these big tapestries with tons of loops; his jazzish techniques are pretty bad-ass and he uses tapping and a whole lotta other snazzy ways of playing the guitar that just sound good. Alex is busy as shit but also tight and when they kick into a groove it’s pretty righteous. I look forward to hearing more of this stuff. If i haven’t done my job, Battles is a point of reference.” - TimeOutNY

—> Site
—> MySpace

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Come out and get sweaty!

Peas,
The Rats Of NiMH

[ PHOTOS! ]

–> Ecstatic Sunshine! Dirty Projectors! World/Inferno!

[ VIDEO! ]

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We dream of un-confiscated forties, shit-cheap liquor off a plywood bar, smoking inside, bands in the backyard, in the basement, in the bathtub. Out of necessity, we do shows at venues that are pretty lenient by New York standards, but in a perfect world every show would happen at home (in this city of eternal roommates). To get to the nitty-gritty, if you have a space, and think music forcefully shoved inside might work for us both, drop us an email. We can use all shapes and sizes, from pretty little alleyways or back porches for an acoustic kind of good time, or an industrial-looking basement for around 100 kids to spazz the fuck out in…