We were invited out to Las Vegas to play records at the POOL Tradeshow. Three days, three nights of beauteous, oxygen-rich meandering accompanied by the mellifluous sounds of ubiquitous slot machines. Notwithstanding a seemingly endless bonus round at the palm springs airport. Details (albeit scattered ones) follow.

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A few pictures from last Tuesday at the fundraiser for Fuck Yeah Fest. We debuted all new jams and shared the stage w/ /Crystal Antlers, Tweak Bird, and Todd from Sea Level (rumembadat?).

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Mysterious pics from usun et al at ooga booga. Most of those in attendance were still raving about Mark Borthwick’s ginger-permeated culinary proclivities. Say what you will about the man, he knows what to do with raw fennel. If you don’t know, wendy yao’s shop in china town is lovely, the lucky dragons really are lucky, and rob barber from high places does a mean ny tough guy pizza maker dance.

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Boadrum 88. Imagine you are sitting at a drum set, surrounded by 87 other people who are doing the same…well, 86, because one of the other people has a seven necked guitar. Now imagine the person with the seven necked guitar holds up a white staff with a trident at the top. Once he has the attention of all of the other drummers, he bashes the seven necked guitar with the staff. Chaos ensues. Being surrounded by good bros and statues of primordial tigers fighting each other was really just icing on the cake. Come see us tonight at sugar (and tomorrow night at the clinic) if you missed it or you just need more drums). Keep reading →

Hello everyone,

These are busy and beautiful times. We had a blast at the boadrum 88 event with the boredoms last friday at the labrea tar pits. The whole time we played i could feel the ghosts of wooly mammoths all around us, perpetually starving to death with their phantasmagoric feet sinking in tar. Hope they enjoyed the sounds of 88 inspired primates communally ripping in unison outdoors. I know i did.

Last night the benefit for FYF was also jamming in extremis. If you missed it, we’ll be able to play a longer set on friday at our show at sugar salon on sunset. Mostly new songs from the record(s) we’ve been working on (too long in the making already!)

As for moon dogg tonight, expect the following:

The harringtons join us (from Nite Club in Glassel Park), and it is also unofficial pina colada specials night. Nathan would love to make you a frozen pina colada. All you have to do is ask!

J & B

Looks Like London is up to trouble. Affiliates!

THUGS & HUGS NOTTING HILL CARNIVAL 08
W/ DANTE FRIED CHICKEN NYC
PRESENTED BY DAZED & CONFUSED
SUNDAY 24th AUGUST
@ THE FAT BADGER
310 Portobello Rd (c. Portobello & Golborne Rd)
London W10
2pm – 11.30pm
FREE B4 6pm £5 after

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Gnar pits. Pits of Gnar. Circle pits of Gnar.

That’s where it is going down on friday. If you don’t know what i’m tawmbout, google “Boredoms 88″ for a free late pass.

I only jest. Really.

Related news:

There will be no Moon Dogg this week, or any first wednesday of the month hereafter to make room for something amazing and as yet undisclosed that we are doing with wilkins and shyne.

If you (like us and LL Cool J) can’t live without your radio, you can come to Niteclub on thursday. There you can get your usual dose of absurdly mellow jams mixed with supercat hits from the 90s played 16 Bpms slower than supercat intended them to be. That’s right, Selections by James and Bobby (for lack of a better term, Brother Reade) This is located at 3408 verdugo road, just off of eagle rock boulevard, 90065.

Also, i am told that it’s a party for Ely Kim, who is going to yale. You know, Yale. The school that the president went to. OF THE UNITED STATES! go skulls!!!1!

We have two shows next weekend too, so pretty much don’t make plans. They are both in Echo park sort of. More details later.
we also just signed a record deal with ikea.

Love,

E-Diddy and Notorious J.M.S
aka
Brother Reade.

PS, in the year 12012, we’re going to be playing in wichita kansas with 12012 drummers interpreting the score of 2001 a space odyssey 1002 times. set an alarm.

BR Bro Sean Carlsonmakes the papers, and not a minute too soon. I hear Fuckyeah tour was amazing. From what i know about the fest of the same name (which happens the weekend of Aug 30th), it is going to be similarly incredible. PS, the NY times article cites winston-salem as the lowest attendance of the tour. NAGL.

Alexander has a new podcast up:

As if the show wasn’t enough fun first time round we’re proud to present another solid gold, guest heavy
Mixed Nuts Podcast, featuring live studio guests Oddisee (smashed it), Rahel (smashed it), Eric Lau (smashed it), Olivier Day Soul (smashed it, re-assembled it and smashed it again). You ain’t gona here this anywhere else!You’ll also hear new, rare and upfront business from the likes of Roots Manuva, Q Tip, GZA, Dilla, Paul White, Bullion, Shaunise, Miles Bonny, Beatnick and much more…

Mixed Nutz -Rinse Fm
Saturdays 1 – 3pm
Tune in live at www.rinse.fm
worldwide or at 100.4fm in London

Yesterday’s seismic rumblings got everybody feeling bothered? I don’t know about you but i’m shaken to a froth. My whole frame of thinking is all fucked up (much like immanuel Kant was after the big one hit lisbon in 1755, see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1755_Lisbon_earthquake for deets.)

And if that wasn’t confusing enough, some things are getting shaken up in the sphere of wednesday night record playing in drinking locales.

My point is: We (james and bobby) will be replaced this wednesday by robots that were made to look like us, but were actually very poorly designed and wound up looking more like Kris Byerly and Steve Slabco. The real James and Bobby will have been kidnapped by Shaniqwa and Wilkins, and forced to play music at their wednesday night, ‘dead that pork’ (the name says it all), in order to pay off our ransom.

Hope you can join either the real or the fake us on Wednesday, in two places at once.

Also, as an additional note, we’ve got some rad things coming up in August, among them Fuck Yea Fest, and the Boredoms “88″ drum jam on 8.8.08 with 88 drummers, 2 of which will be us. More info will be forthcoming soon.

Danny Wang is a friend of ours, who you probably know. Despite his pedigree of gnar (a keystone member of legendary Inland Empire punk phenomenon with scatalogical leanings, Ralph Macchio), he actually spends the bulk of his time reading contemporary social theory, or working to educate and rehabilitate the mentally disabled. He also knows more rap lyrics by heart than anyone you know. How many people can there even be who have a deep familiarity with the work of both Freeky Zeeky and Anthony Giddens? I for one don’t really fuck with Giddens or Zeeky like that, but Danny most certainly does.

I digress.

Anyway, our good friend, who is rad and generous and a barrel of monkeys to boot, has had the misfortune of breaking his foot in a way that I understand is pretty bleak. He’s pretty much housebound for months and could use a night on the town.

Our plan? Sit him behind the decks in the booth at Moon Dogg, encouraging him to indulge his love for yelling along to dipset songs between slugs of tecate. He gets a night on the town, we get to hear decades of never-seen-the-light-of-day mixtape classics. I think it’s a win win. Come jam with us.

all our love as usual,
Jams (on behalf of Brother Reade)

Brother Reade played a concert in the courtyard of the J. Paul Getty Museum. It was Jams’ first ever DJ gig outside of Moon Dogg. It was Bobby Evans’ five thousandth DJ gig outside of Moon Dogg. We actually interacted with security guards in a way that didn’t involve us getting kicked out of a parking lot for skating. Dan Deacon made like 1001 people play ‘london bridge’ in the getty courtyard, but you did not hear that from me. What in the fuck is the world coming to, really? You can find proof this actually happened on a site we don’t even maintain. No, really. Go here. Love to Lynnel and Arlie. Up the punks. Keep reading →

Alright ladies and gents, another week of these heady days has passed us by. To all of you who cruised the Getty for the epic session last friday, we salute you. If you missed it, look for pics soon on Brotherreade.com that prove that Dan Deacon is a true talent, and should he have chosen to use his gifts for evil the world would have had quite a formidable cult on its hands. Think of him as Jim Jones (not the Ed Hardy rapper), but if Jim Jones took the high road. I mean all of this in a good way. Seriously.

Now, we should discuss Moon Dogg tonight. Moon Dogg, as usual will be hosted by your favorite art-throb duo Brother Reade. Also making guest selections will be LA’s most eligible (but often least intelligible!) bachelor, Kris Byerly. Topics for discussion will include: “The cover of today’s new yorker, wtf?”, “The new cast of project runway, omg!”, and “This is my song, what is this?”

Whether your jam is public debate, reality television, or heavy tunes to blow your mind, moon dogg tonight at the Cha Cha will have something for you.

walsh forever henley never,
jams. (on behalf of Brother Reade)