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#13 - MARCH 2010
By: Sarah L. Myers - Editor-In-Chief
New York, USA
It's my favorite New York City bar, my favorite New York Dolls song, and now it's my favorite way to get trashed.
More than three feet of snow fell on NYC in February, and if it wasn’t for the few social events I’d already planned, I probably wouldn’t have left my apartment at all. The crew was hibernating - Starr built snowmen and warmed up with Guinness and Jamo, and Erin photographed the tundra from beyond, (I mean, New Jersey). I was content to pick out the buildings under the snowcaps from my living room window, but the pull of a certain band was just too strong. I’d walk barefoot through the slush of Central Park if Local 269 waits on the other side. It’s the pot of gold at the end of my rainbow, and our Saturday nights rocked harder than ever this month.
(credit: Nelia Wolosky)
Diablo Royale are a band that makes your local tavern feel like Madison Square Garden. I was introduced to these guys by Erin, my raven-haired 269 hostess and friend, and am checking them out every chance I get from now on. Between their face-melting version of “Outshined” and singer Adrian Barrios’ sonic wail, Diablo just fulfill that desire to bang your head and lose your mind for a half hour or so. Believe me, when you’ve been suffering from weeks of cabin fever, nothing feels better. These guys work their asses off, playing three shows in a little more than two weeks last month, and you’ll be seeing a lot more of them in Thirsty very soon! Local 269 also welcomed another of Erin’s events, this time for a different type of long-haired friend - the 1st annual Lil Monsters Animal Rescue Benefit.
We did brave the conditions for a few things this month, like checking out Doppelganger at Mercury Lounge. Head on over to MY INTERVIEW with Ryan and Rob for some good old rock n’ roll and perverse humor. And as I’ve mentioned a few times in this column, our other favorite place to hold it down during the week is The Skinny, nestled in alongside the Sixth Ward and 200 Orchard. The few times we actually did get together this month, the front bench at the Skinny was usually the setting. There are few things better in the world than your trusty bartender (“I’ll take the Jordi special!”) and some good times with a finger puppet. When it’s this miserable out, you’ll find entertainment in the smallest things…
Stay tuned for next month’s Trash, coming at you from Austin, Texas! The surprise is too great to reveal just yet, but I can promise it will answer all of your heavy metal prayers. Until then, dig out from under the white stuff and let’s start the spring season off right! Until next time…