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Fucked Up: "A Little Death" single release party at the Ace Hotel during Coachella

March 30th, 2011 at 10:14 am by Patrick



To celebrate the release of the second of four singles from their upcoming album David Comes To Life, Fucked Up will be playing a midnight show at the Ace Hotel in Palm Springs on Friday, April 15. This is of course during the weekend of the Coachella Festival. The digital single is called "A Little Death" and will be available both here on the Matablog and on iTunes on that Friday.

See you there!

It's Official: Las Vegas Is Really Freakin' Weird

August 29th, 2006 at 7:21 pm

This past weekend I took a break from the hustle and bustle of New York City to work on achieving one of those fantastic feats I've been aiming for my whole life: that's right, I visited my 47th state out of 50, the lovely state of Nevada. And not only did I visit just any ol' place in Nevada, I went the entire crapshoot route and touched down in Las Vegas for a weekend of debauchery, buffets and, uh, Jimmy Buffett (that's right, the Margaritaville franchise store is still in full effect on the Strip).

First impressions always help us new arrivals, and Vegas says, "What better way to impress than with slot machines right out the gates?" Resisting the temptation to play my odds (as I'd just ridden JetBlue, I figured I'd already taken enough risks for the day), I went on to my hotel of choice, The Venetian. And really, while in an artificial town in the middle of the Great American Desert, why not stay at a recreation of Italy's famous city that's crumbling into the sea? Makes sense, right? Can't recommend this hotel enough, especially the plush bathrobes (available for you to take home for only a $85 charge).

So many great things happened this past weekend, it's hard to keep track of 'em all. Highlights would have to include the visibly methed-out homeless population, the incredibly bad tattoos I saw on tourists of all ages while walking down the Strip, and the fact that if you don't own a car, you're not going anywhere. Another Vegas highlight has to be the ridiculous 9/11 tribute fountain at the foot of the fake Statue of Liberty in front of New York, New York that combines quotes from Nelson Mandela, Eleanor Roosevelt and George W. Bush:

New York, New York, old palm trees

Seriously, though, the Pinball Hall of Fame was awesome - after many games of Paperboy, Simpsons Pinball Party and many others, I was ready to take on PUNK! - unfortunately, it wasn't that impressive:

Punk! the pinball game

Figuring that something more "high stakes" than pinball was necessary to try, I later hit the blackjack tables ($5 minimum, that's how we roll) at the dingy Las Vegas Club. Finding myself playing at a table with a guy from Albuquerque with a gigantic bandage on his arm, and two guys from Texas (one drinking a mudslide out of a plastic football) has to be one of the highlights of my life. No, really, it was fun, I broke even and had many free drinks courtesy of one of the most haggard-looking waitresses I've ever seen (but she was really nice! honest!). I really recommend checking out some of the downtown (and downtrodden) Vegas casinos - they have their own particular charm, apart from the smell of desperation and crushed cigarettes.

And for those of you reading this who happen to live in Vegas (if you made it this far through my observations on your charming city), don't forget that Pretty Girls Make Graves play there November 25th with She Wants Revenge.

This Is What Happens When You Trust The Travelocity Gnome

August 10th, 2006 at 12:03 pm



Your correspondent/despondent from the Paris desk is staying at the Hotel Amore, a wink-wink poke at the popular, 'tho more seedy shag shacks in nearby Pigalle. This is the first boutique hotel in Paris to offer 2 hour stays. The staff looked pretty smokin', but in a "I've been used and abused by Terry Richardson, but I'm 18 and I like it" kinda way. Which even for a jaded traveler like myself, is unnerving.

The Larry Clark skate deck by the bed might come in handy for stripping the shelves of the menacing toys that are staring at me, including 3 Andy Warhol figurines, a Star Wars warrior, lots of Daft Punk-style bears and a bunch of 18-inch tall Mickey Mice with enormous errections...plus assorted Ian Drury and Tubes albums and a lot of hot cock photos.

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The MataBlog is edited by Matador Records’ co-moaner Gerard Cosloy and individual entries are the work of whoever’s name is next to them. If you enjoyed something in the MataBlog, thank you very much! If there was something you found particularly troubling, please be advised that a) maybe you should read it again and b) the contents of this blog do not necessarily represent the opinions of Matador Records, Beggars Group, the combined staff of either company, nor the Matador artist roster. Opinions are like friends — hardly anyone has one worth listening to.

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