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THE GOODNIGHT LOVINGWTF

So stoked to announce that our favorite Milwaukee boys The Goodnight Loving are making their way out to the east coast this month for some shows in support of their new album coming out on Dirtnap this summer! 

On Friday, June 18th, the Goodnight Loving will play the Daed Pizza & Cape Shok SUMMER OF CHAMPIONS BBQ at Bruar Falls!  there’s an even bigger treat here, though, because our favorite Oxford, MS homeboy (and soon to be Daed Pizza release #2!  WHAT!) Bass Drum of Death will be playing with them, as well as our local favs Ex Humans.  Holy fucking what the fuck.  Grilled treats starting at 6 PM, so skip the last hour of work to get there early and — in the words of the great philosopher Alex Cuervo — order up a big pile o’ meat.  And I just found out the Go-Go’s cancelled their summer tour because Jane Wiedlin fell off of a mountain and hurt her knee, so in usual me fashion, I’ll be spilling beer on Davie’s records, playing the same Go-Go’s song repeatedly because I’m drunk, and forgetting I already played the song except this time I’ll be crying because I’ll never experience the Go-Go’s live show.  Ugh…JANE WIEDLIN: why were you on a MOUNTAIN!

The next night continues with the Goodnight Loving at Cake Shop along with locals Spacecamp and Prince Rupert’s Drops.  I guess this would be the fluffier option of the two, and goodness knows, we love fluff.  Fluffy is actually a stupid word to describe a show, but I guess my brain at this pre-coffee point in the day is working on a 3-adjective max and “vivacious” or “cantakerous” definitely aren’t in order.  DWI (deal with it) all three people who read this.  Spacecamp are rad; they serve as the “backing band” for Adam Green and Lightspeed Champion, but calling them such seems so ridiculous.  They write good songs all their own, and if you haven’t seen them before, you should.  Plus special guest DJ.  SO SEE YOU THERE.

We’re living the spring/summer of champions, just returning last night from drinking beers and hanging out with frisbee wizards and great danes in Germany and now leaving for Gaga Weekend in Ottawa this morning!  Ian from the White Wires has a record label called Going Gaga and has put out some of our favorite jams of the past two years, so curating a weekend-long fest with lots of them is definitely worth the drive.  If you slept on this one, we’ll tell you how it is. 

“PEACE”

FRIDAY, JUNE 18TH

SUMMER OF CHAMPIONS BBQ

with

THE GOODNIGHT LOVING

BASS DRUM OF DEATH

EX-HUMANS

Bruar Falls | 245 Grand Street | Wburg, Bklyn

BBQ at 6 PM | Doors at 8 PM

Saturday, June 19th

THE GOODNIGHT LOVING

PRINCE RUPERT’S DROPS

SPACECAMP

Cake Shop | 152 Ludlow Street | LES, NYC

Doors at 8 PM

$10

we will pogo and hopefully not puke.

Few months back, Daed Pizza loaded up the shiny blue chariot we call Blues Mama, filled with plenty of tunes and Japanese snacks and set out on the road. We tried playing that Paul Collins’ song, the one about the open road, but when we hit mad traffic on the FDR, we figured that was just sort of awkward. This band wasn’t coming to us, so we cared enough to go to them. We headed to Montreal to experience Ottawa’s finest, The White Wires. Think if Frankie Venom knocked up Jane Wiedlin and then she goes into early labor at a Revillos show. Or somezing. I’d never met the band, save for some creepy care package I sent with a mixtape and a t-shirt with the sleeves cutoff, guitarist Ian Manhire’s choice attire (according to all the YouTube videos I’d seen of them. Someone please make my mom a shirt that says “SEMI-PROUD PARENT 0F AN INTERNET TROLL”.)

We’d exchanged some e-mails, mostly lyric deciphering, so they were well aware we’d be in attendance at this show. Confused, scared, armed with something small and sharp is what I would’ve expected; however, no, these kids were humbled and excited as fuck that two girls would drive six hours to see them play a 30-minute set. After spending 34$ USD on two sixers of America’s fine import Milwaukee’s Best, we headed over to DIY-spot supreme Friendship Cove to experience what referred to as “the show we remember that changed our lives” (White Wires quote, kill me plzthx). There was beer sloshing, air drumming, stranger hugging, fist pumping (like champs, duh), falling over, phone dropping. Not only was this crowd stoked, they were 100% participative! Singing along to every single word of every single song. My head was hazed, I was at my happiest, and my heart was filled with the assurance that this is one of the best bands playing music right now. After that dosage, we needed another fix, so we drove to backwoods Quebec to a little Irish pub where they played the next night. This tiny little place was filled with Francophiles shooting Jager, watching hockey and smelling of Irish spring, but as soon as the White Wires started their set, IT HAPPENED AGAIN! Even the dude who was facing the tv watching some really important hockey game was singing all the lyrics. I closed my eyes and realized that I just drove to see a band that I cared that hat much, and I could only hope that they felt that happy about it, too. After their set, while sitting at the bar between my partner-in-crime Davie and the cute faced punk as fuck bassist Luke Nuclear, the Reigning Sound came on the speakers. When we all started singing along to “Time Bomb High School”, I knew it. I don’t even know what I knew exactly, but there was that feeling that everything was right, I was miles away from my home for the simple reason that I love music. They were miles from their home for that very same reason, and that is a fucking beautiful thing. In short the night ended with Ian dancing around onstage with a bag on his head, me and drummer Allie Cat snacking on burger-shaped cookies, and generally everyone in a sheer state of WTF-this-fucking-rules. If you haven’t gotten their full-length debut, which i reviewed for Impose Magazine last year, GET IT NOW. Not to mention the 7” they just released on Ugly Pop in the past week or so (“Pogo ‘til I Puke” b/w “Don’t Call Me When You’re Ill” — probably two of my favorite songs of theirs period!) If you’re local to NYC, you are in for a very special treat, however. The White Wires will be making a stop this Thursday April 22nd at Cake Shop on their way to the Atlanta Messaround, playing with Daed Pizza favs / Puppy Hearts members Thomas Function. It really does not get much better than that. Oh — except I’m making cupcakes. SHAMOAN. 

MoCCA Fest this weekend!

If you’re in NYC this weekend and looking for something to do, you are a lucky son-of-a-gun because it’s MoCCA Fest!  If you don’t know, MoCCA is the NYC-based Museum of Comic & Cartoon Art, and every year, they arrange this festival for artists & publishers from all over the world to come & share their works with you. 

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cakeshop pals Adriana Alba and R. Stevie Moore bang heads & made this awesome video…check it out!

Puppy Hearts singles are here!!!

So happy — Puppy Hearts “When Kingdom Come” singles are in.  The b-side “Truth of the Touch” has been on heavy, heavy rotation for the past three months.  The artwork comes from Amelia Braekke-Dyer, whose work is phenoms and you have probably even seen somewhere. Just in time for their southeast tour with Juiceboxxx!  If you’re in one of those cities, go out to the show and you can buy it from them.  Or you can get it through us by click on the Store link. 

Yea!!!! 

daed pizza would like to announce the addition of creepy stu to their family.  everyone please join in welcoming stu.
-carls blawgerfelt

daed pizza would like to announce the addition of creepy stu to their family.  everyone please join in welcoming stu.

-carls blawgerfelt

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I can’t stand it to see you caught from behind.