The valentine’s show we played at Glasslands was so much fun, with our great friends Kyp Malone & Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson aided by Marques Toliver both turning in gorgeous sets to get arrows unquivered and hearts shivering. But it was closer Wild Yaks who bust those hearts in uncontrollable, sweaty shouts of joy and so this seems like as good a time as any to mention, Wild Yaks might just be the last great pure punk rock band in America… or maybe it’s just cupid’s tomahawk got me feeling giggly for ‘em. 

Rob Byrn doesn’t stop. He’s stoked, a dude so committed to the cause of keeping the party going that he literally shakes with enthusiasm; he also might be the first guy since the boss to believe, really believe, Rock And Roll could save A life. It’s not showmanship and it’s not an act, it’s just a full and total commitment to the words and sounds coming from his body. It doesn’t hurt that he’s also blessed with an unaffected Wolf Man Jack voice and a true sense of plain spoken poetry.

Rob’s Wild Yaks, (Zack Davis: guitar, Martin Cartagena: drums, Dan Scinta: bass) take over rooms with storming full voiced shouts of joy & damnation spewing guitar solos and pugnacious beats. Cables come loose, clothing comes loose, guitar-straps slip from shoulders, sweat pours and love, poetry, laughter and pure, un-tainted punkrockgaragegopselsoul music comes crashing down all around.

They should have been on SST or Rough Trade back in the day, but they will be at SXSW and house parties and I hope to god soon on a record.

“If you love me as much as I love you and we agree that our general goal is the same, for the best possible thing to happen at any moment, then my faith in you and your methods is beyond question.”-Rob Byrn
Amen, brother.

Our neighbor Jonathan Kreinik is far and away one of the first people we want to run to for advice for whatever it is we happen to be working on. Believe us when we say we aren’t the only ones in Brooklyn banging on his door with questions. You can’t put a price on the kind of knowledge he’s got floating around in his head and we are always more than privileged to get his help. Unfortunately, he’s not always at home because he spends so much time out on the road turning knobs for The Presets and the like. Luckily, he’s recently been busy and has just dropped his second release for Swedish Columbia, a banging little EP; a faux-sequel-soundtrack to John Carpenter’s 1976 cult classic, “Assault On Precinct 13“.

The “Return To Precinct 13” EP is out now as a pay what you wish download ahead of next month’s official Amazon/iTunes/eMusic/Beatport release so, you are out of your mind if you don’t download it right away!

Pay what you want for the 4 track EP here.

check out more here and on myspace here.

OUR GREAT FRIEND AND DESIGNER SAMANTHA PLEET SHOWED HER NEW COLLECTION AT OPEN HOUSE GALLERY DURING NY’S FASHION WEEK. FORGOING LIVE MODELS AND THE USUAL RUNWAY SHOW, SAMANTHA CHOSE TO MAKE A COLLABORATIVE FILM WITH DIRECTOR TOM HINES WHICH WAS PROJECTED ON THE WALLS OF THE CROWDED SPACE.
 
In the new collection, samantha announces a new line for men and pushes her signature look for women into an even more elegant and mature direction.

THIS IS THE SECOND TIME SAMANTHA HAS CHOSEN TO MAKE A FILM-LOOKBOOK FOLLOWING THE AU REVOIR SIMONE SCORED, AVANT 16 DIRECTED ‘SHE COMES IN COLORS’, MADE FOR HER SPRING 2008 COLLECTION.
 
see more of Samantha PLEET’s collection here.