

I was too far away to see The Body (or hear the Assembly of light) most of the time so no pics for that. I did however manage to get close enough to HOWL to snap some pics. See them on the forums or flickr.
music - art - providence



Rise and shine, readers! Get off your tuckus and out into that balmy New England Spring. Or, more specifically, into a dark secluded venue in Providence's lush downcity. Those UV rays are overrated, and will only serve to rob you of your vampiric charm. Besides, your iPhone is giving off enough vitamin D to last you a lifetime. Right? Right.
Tonight grants us the show that we've all been waiting for: B Sharp bestows upon us Olneyville favorites Atlantic Thrills and Los Monos Locos. Muy Bien! Tomorrow promises a non-stop 12 hours of glitter encrusted magic, as well. The party starts at 2pm with Providence "Freedom Summer 2010" Kickball signups. Anybody remember "Breakup Summer 2007"? It'll be like that, but with less tears and more head injuries. Hang in the bar for our weekly Irish Music Session starting at 4, and the sweet Think Outside the Bomb tour at 5. This puppy's going down on a sliding scale of $3-5, and will take the form of a presentation and open dialogue around the intersectionality between nuclear abolition and other struggles for social and environmental justice, anti-war, etc. Rumor has it some rock n roll will also be involved. The party doesn't end there, though. Come 9:30 pm we're firing up an experimental film fest made on the cheap. Fear not, society maidens; its still got class. Lunchfilms indeed. Were I to pick but one winner as the weekdays roll on, I'd be loath to miss Thursday evening's BSS Elementary Showcase. Those gals keep it funky, people, and the dudes aren't bad either. Check out what our youth program does and what beat-making actually looks like. (Ahem. Timbaland? Anybody?) If by some horrifying shortcoming of God or Nature sick beats aren't your thing, give it till 9 that night: punk lives again with The Network, Abominable Iron Sloth, and Jesuscentric add up to a show you won't bring home to mama. Just remember to call her on Mother's Day, will you?
There it is, people. What more could I give? What more could we possibly have to offer? (Spoiler alert: Bike Swap!) For the extended rundown, peep our full calendar on the interweb. Until the rock show, away!







Here we are again, readers. The womb-like pleasantness of the blogosphere numbs us not, but rather enables our lucidity and heightens our awareness of the surrounding environs and weekly happenings. While downcity has, of late, been the site of flash floods, drunken brawls, riots surrounding iced coffee, a couple of interesting incidences involving fireworks and proto-farmers markets, innumerable baffling interpersonal interactions, and one quasi-sensual critical mass, let us focus our attention on one western corner known to its devotees as the Artist's Space 220. We've got an epic week lined up, and I heard Meredith baked cookies.



