Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Posted at
07:15
by
Importer
Carrie shows us some metal. TONIGHT: When Sleater-Kinney stepped away for a minute, in 2002, they were pretty much the biggest thing in indie rock. Three years later, Modest Mouse and the Postal Service have sold a million albums, college radio sounds as if it were being programmed by
Nina Blackwood, and the S-K ladies are royally, beautifully pissed. They're pissed at Interpol for being fake-gay and mopy and '80s and, y'know, Interpol. They're pissed at each other because Corin's been off doing
mommy stuff. And they're pissed at you because you let Interpol and the Killers and all that crap happen while they were off making
The Woods (Sub Pop), their angriest, noisiest, bitchiest album to date. Now it's payback time. The grrrls are at
Avalon, 15 Lansdowne Street in Boston, with Dead Meadow, and tickets are $18.25; call (617) 931-2000.
1. During
Franklin Soults' interview with Carrie Brownstein, Carrie got lost in the woods, fell down, and had to call the doctor. For real. Later, she called out Interpol.
2.
WHICH SLEATER-KINNEY GIRL ARE YOU? (OTD, apparently, is Janet Weiss. Awesome: we always wanted to be in
Quasi, anyway.)
3. Like you don't have this already: Sleater-Kinney, "
Entertain" (mp3)
Previously:
Cami,
Carioli,
anonymous?,
Zacharek,
TaylorALSO TONIGHT:
Brian Coleman's Rakim Told Me book party, Laura Cantrell, Cult of Point Break -- Boston's indie rock repertory theatre -- does Big Star, Dead Meadow.
