.rapt is reawakening....
Have a freshly released Empire of the Sun music video set to Ice on the Dune's second single DNA......
DNA is quite literally my favorite track out of both EOTS records. Seeing it come alive in a production is amazingly thrilling for me, to say the least. I wasn't sure what to expect. Although unmindful of other Empire music videos (i.e. not set in different cultures or strange lands, teaming with outer-worldly creatures), it didn't fail in sending the viewer on a unique part of Emperor Steele and Lord Littlemore's journey. It was almost refreshing to see the duo paired with modern-day party kids in the heart of San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles. When I first saw the promo for the video, I was worried that the band might be trying to appeal to a more narrow-minded crowd, as it has a feel to it reminiscent of the every day poppy-trash music videos we see on the regular. A small part of me still feels that that's what DNA's film is doing; appealing to more mainstream culture. But there are also elements that any Empyrean can pick out to denote any negatives the production might have. For example, seeing Steele behave as he would in an unfamiliar land, innocently fascinated with common things did it for me. I found myself desperately loving the story the film told and the majesty it brought, highlighting the trials Steele and Littlemore face as they enter a world more familiar to us than to them.
All in all, the production won me over. I wouldn't be a very devoted member of the empire if it hadn't, right?
I'm thrilled to announce that I'll be meeting EOTS for the second time this year on October 31st at the Shrine Auditorium in LA. I'll be dressed to impress (I've yet to figure out as what) for possibly the greatest Halloween I'll have to date. I'll keep .rapt updated as the day draws near!
It's gotten hellishly late. I need to sleep.
It's good to be back, everyone!
x
Showing posts with label Gigs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gigs. Show all posts
Saturday, September 7, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
Who's this chick? Where'd she come from?
Whoa, hello!
I realized the other day how much I miss blogging about my musical muses and that I should probably devote some time to my beloved .rapt instead of venturing off into boredom land like I normally do in my down time lately.
How has everyone been? Is there anyone even still out there? I've been preoccupying myself with tumblr (aka my secondary real life) and fandoms here and there. Music, as always, remains a major part of my everyday somber, and although I always intend to write down and remember everything I want to say about certain songs and bands, I never seem to bring myself to do it. No more of that! I'm putting a stop to it now. I have way too many feels and there's only so much room inside my little head to keep them all.
But where do I even begin?
Empire of the Sun has become one of my most favorite bands as of late. I find myself wondering how glorious it would be to meet Emperor Steele and Lord Littlemore in person. Of course, this is purely the fan-girl in me. To give you a dose of how bad my love for them is, I've often been dreaming of what my face would look like smothered in Native American war paint, dancing under the sun alongside EOTS's leading imagineers. It would be great, right? I'm smitten, needless to say. Which is why I took a leap of faith and (with the little money I have) purchased a GA pass for myself to the Hard Summer Music Festival held in Los Angeles this August to see Empire of the Sun preform live. The festival as a whole is going to be worth while, I'm sure. But I've wanted to see EOTS for a couple of years now and L.A. was the closest venue near me that they'll be visiting. I'm more than enthralled. I can't wait to witness them in powerful, translucent, and true force. Oh yes ~
On September 25th, I plan to pay a visit to The House of Blues here in San Diego to finally see The Naked and Famous live. The boy and I have been quite fond of them for a couple of years now (they were featured as one of my Band's of the Week in 2012), and we missed their tour date in Seattle by an inch back in April of 2012 due to flying home from Coachella on the same day (insert sad face). So when I received word that they would be playing downtown, I jumped on tickets faster than a cat on a dot of light....(Ouch, bad metaphor.) The band hasn't released anything new since Passive Me, Aggessive You Remix and B-sides record, which dropped this past May. Somewhat of a refresher to their debut album of the same title, which was released back in 2010. There are however some newer songs showcased on the B-sides, which include Sow, Wild, Bright Lights, and Crazy? Yes! Dumb? No! Let's not forget about their two EP's which came out in 2011, This Machine and No Light, both of which are wonderful in their own right. I'm looking forward to hearing all of these at The House of Blues, but nothing beats their hit single Punching in a Dream from their debut, which I'm pining to dance to as they serenade SD this September. Any of you lot from the So-Cal region should really join me. Tickets are still available on TicketMaster.
I suppose the only other music-related news I have to offer you, loyal .rapt readers, is my biting the bullet and jumping on the payment plan wagon that is Coachella-bound in April 2014. After not attending this year's festival, I really felt like I had betrayed myself. I feel that it's crucial that I attend at least one more year of messy Coach madness before hunkering down into hardcore student life in the Fall of 2014. SO.....I'm slowly but surely paying my debt for two Weekend 2 passes for next year's Coachella Music and Arts Festival. Joy is felt within my broke and happy heart.
As far as my personal life goes, I can't complain. Working hard and planning out an extraordinary summer. I've got a pool down the road, the ocean 5 miles west, tequila in the freezer, the desert sun directly above, and a flower crown tangled in my hair. What more could a girl want?
x
I realized the other day how much I miss blogging about my musical muses and that I should probably devote some time to my beloved .rapt instead of venturing off into boredom land like I normally do in my down time lately.
How has everyone been? Is there anyone even still out there? I've been preoccupying myself with tumblr (aka my secondary real life) and fandoms here and there. Music, as always, remains a major part of my everyday somber, and although I always intend to write down and remember everything I want to say about certain songs and bands, I never seem to bring myself to do it. No more of that! I'm putting a stop to it now. I have way too many feels and there's only so much room inside my little head to keep them all.
But where do I even begin?
As far as my personal life goes, I can't complain. Working hard and planning out an extraordinary summer. I've got a pool down the road, the ocean 5 miles west, tequila in the freezer, the desert sun directly above, and a flower crown tangled in my hair. What more could a girl want?
x
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
DEADMAU5 - Paramount Theatre
If you take the two 0's out of 2010, you get the current age of myself.
October 15, 2010; my 21st year descended. Which is quite prominently the golden era for all. Finally you are legal! And finally, you're an adult?.....oh wait, they changed that to 25 didn't they?
Leeway before evolving.
For my birthday, I didn't want to just sit around staring at an ice cream cake like the last 4 years. No, this time I wanted to do something bigger and better.
The week prior, I traveled to San Diego with my best friend to have a final extension of summer before it left us for the next 6 months. I suppose I considered it an event leading up to the day of 21manship.
Once we got back to the NW, I had a couple days to rest before the actual birthday week began...and unexpectedly(not really) the boy in question surprised me with dinner at the Space Needle on the 15th, and.. tickets to the sold out Deadmau5 show live at the Paramount Theatre in downtown Seattle Oct. 13th!
Finally I would get to see the mouse in the flesh again.
The first time I witnessed Joel Zimmerman was at Coachella in April '10. I had fallen into Mau5 fandom from the moment he opened with Some Chords...he was like an evil Mickey Mouse, lifting his hands to this melodic, intoxicating sound. I remember standing there holding my breath....I was drowning! It was brilliant. It was death by mouse through ears!
I made a pact with myself to see him again one day, and experience full-on what I didn't get enough of at Coachella.
Now at last, my chance had come. I gave mad props to Bren for obtaining those tickets. What a good question he is.
Well, as with most occasions, I made us slightly late when we left on the eve of the 13th, due to my hunger for pizza. You really can't blame me, there's a pizza place in Bainbridge with the BEST thin-crust pepperoni on the Puget Sound!
We missed our ferry by mere seconds. I thought Brendon was going to murder either me or the cashier, he was so disappointed. I felt awful.
I tried to cheer him up with a pizza slice, but it didn't seem to work. He had been vastly excited to see the mouse all summer. I tried to reassure him that we indeed would make it! There was no way that Deadmau5 would go on right at the exact time scheduled.
But as we boarded the ferry and endured the long salty voyage, our hopes that we would make it there on time were diminishing.
All was not lost, however. As we bombed into Seattle with eager hearts, found a parking garage and began walking, we started to realize that we may just make it!
The Paramount was quite a walk from where we parked. When we finally arrived, we stormed in with our tickets and immediately asked a large mouse-headed chap if we had missed anything. There were tons of Mau5 fans flooding the lobby. ......Why were they all out here and not in the concert hall?
Well. Apparently we had missed NOTHING.
There were a couple other artists performing that night, including Die Antwoord and Skrillex. Because of their slots, Joel had yet to go on stage! We about wept with joy. What could have easily been a disaster ended up working out perfectly. Pizza was a good choice after all.
Now the only thing left to do was mingle and wait.
If anyone has seen Deadmau5 live, you will know why I admire him so. If one listens to his albums without knowing what he sounds like in the raw, then there's no way to understand or distinguish the difference between the two. I can imagine his music being lengthy and obnoxious if listened to only by mp3, however great it is at parties or clubs.
But hearing his material live, while literally watching him work his computers to technology-climax, you will understand fully what I refer to when I say "DJ" he simply is not. He is in a league all his own....far too intense to be called a disc-jockey.
He appeared on the Paramount's stage quite rapidly. We leapt into the concert hall with pining hearts. His visuals were outstanding for the theatre. His mouse-headed shadow loomed above everyone across the elegant ceiling.
This time, instead of being trapped behind thousands of people, I was right up in front with a bird's eye view of his platform. It was truly TRULY a better, more intimate setting than that of Coachella's. The Mau5 was alive and well and manifesting his technologies for Seattle's people. I don't think I've sweated so much in my life! I bathed in the bass.
The show must have lasted a good hour or more. Despite wanting the greatness to continue, I was relieved when it finally ended, as I was in dire need of liquid. Probably lost all my bodily fluids from perspiration ha.
I don't think I've ever seen the question SO amused before. Ever since our excursion, Bren has been ranting and raving about the mouse, and counting down the days until we encounter him again.
Until next time, Joel. You're one of the best in my book. However deep into the mainstream you find yourself, I'll continue to support.
No use cutting off the love for an artist just because they appear on the vma's or gain popularity. To me, that's a success for something unique! At least some true talent gets into bloodstream of the fake-mtv age. Kids these days need more pure music in their lives, regardless of the genre.
October 15, 2010; my 21st year descended. Which is quite prominently the golden era for all. Finally you are legal! And finally, you're an adult?.....oh wait, they changed that to 25 didn't they?
Leeway before evolving.
For my birthday, I didn't want to just sit around staring at an ice cream cake like the last 4 years. No, this time I wanted to do something bigger and better.
The week prior, I traveled to San Diego with my best friend to have a final extension of summer before it left us for the next 6 months. I suppose I considered it an event leading up to the day of 21manship.
Once we got back to the NW, I had a couple days to rest before the actual birthday week began...and unexpectedly(not really) the boy in question surprised me with dinner at the Space Needle on the 15th, and.. tickets to the sold out Deadmau5 show live at the Paramount Theatre in downtown Seattle Oct. 13th!
Finally I would get to see the mouse in the flesh again.
The first time I witnessed Joel Zimmerman was at Coachella in April '10. I had fallen into Mau5 fandom from the moment he opened with Some Chords...he was like an evil Mickey Mouse, lifting his hands to this melodic, intoxicating sound. I remember standing there holding my breath....I was drowning! It was brilliant. It was death by mouse through ears!
I made a pact with myself to see him again one day, and experience full-on what I didn't get enough of at Coachella.
Now at last, my chance had come. I gave mad props to Bren for obtaining those tickets. What a good question he is.
Well, as with most occasions, I made us slightly late when we left on the eve of the 13th, due to my hunger for pizza. You really can't blame me, there's a pizza place in Bainbridge with the BEST thin-crust pepperoni on the Puget Sound!
We missed our ferry by mere seconds. I thought Brendon was going to murder either me or the cashier, he was so disappointed. I felt awful.
I tried to cheer him up with a pizza slice, but it didn't seem to work. He had been vastly excited to see the mouse all summer. I tried to reassure him that we indeed would make it! There was no way that Deadmau5 would go on right at the exact time scheduled.
But as we boarded the ferry and endured the long salty voyage, our hopes that we would make it there on time were diminishing.
All was not lost, however. As we bombed into Seattle with eager hearts, found a parking garage and began walking, we started to realize that we may just make it!
The Paramount was quite a walk from where we parked. When we finally arrived, we stormed in with our tickets and immediately asked a large mouse-headed chap if we had missed anything. There were tons of Mau5 fans flooding the lobby. ......Why were they all out here and not in the concert hall?
Well. Apparently we had missed NOTHING.
There were a couple other artists performing that night, including Die Antwoord and Skrillex. Because of their slots, Joel had yet to go on stage! We about wept with joy. What could have easily been a disaster ended up working out perfectly. Pizza was a good choice after all.
Now the only thing left to do was mingle and wait.
If anyone has seen Deadmau5 live, you will know why I admire him so. If one listens to his albums without knowing what he sounds like in the raw, then there's no way to understand or distinguish the difference between the two. I can imagine his music being lengthy and obnoxious if listened to only by mp3, however great it is at parties or clubs.
But hearing his material live, while literally watching him work his computers to technology-climax, you will understand fully what I refer to when I say "DJ" he simply is not. He is in a league all his own....far too intense to be called a disc-jockey.
He appeared on the Paramount's stage quite rapidly. We leapt into the concert hall with pining hearts. His visuals were outstanding for the theatre. His mouse-headed shadow loomed above everyone across the elegant ceiling.
This time, instead of being trapped behind thousands of people, I was right up in front with a bird's eye view of his platform. It was truly TRULY a better, more intimate setting than that of Coachella's. The Mau5 was alive and well and manifesting his technologies for Seattle's people. I don't think I've sweated so much in my life! I bathed in the bass.
The show must have lasted a good hour or more. Despite wanting the greatness to continue, I was relieved when it finally ended, as I was in dire need of liquid. Probably lost all my bodily fluids from perspiration ha.
I don't think I've ever seen the question SO amused before. Ever since our excursion, Bren has been ranting and raving about the mouse, and counting down the days until we encounter him again.
Until next time, Joel. You're one of the best in my book. However deep into the mainstream you find yourself, I'll continue to support.
No use cutting off the love for an artist just because they appear on the vma's or gain popularity. To me, that's a success for something unique! At least some true talent gets into bloodstream of the fake-mtv age. Kids these days need more pure music in their lives, regardless of the genre.
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