According to the 2012 Cost of Living index, Manhattan is the most expensive urban area in the United States. Thankfully, residents of the greater New York City area can experience professional quality music, dance, and spoken word provided and curated by the Hoover Dam Collective for the low cost of zero dollars and zero cents at the Living Room this Sunday, July 22nd.
That’s right. High quality art for the same price as that advertisment-laden AM newspaper shoved in your face on the subway stairs. I smell an awesome deal.
Kaylah Bell (Newly minted high-school grad with serious song-writing and performing talent. Adorable.)
Show: 6:15-9pm. “I have work on Monday morning” is no excuse. Even if you stay until the end of the show, you’ll have time to get home, exfoliate your face AND get your pearly 8 hours of restful peace.
For those of you who were enjoying a scrumptious Easter dinner at home or recovering from the Seder Korban Pesach, I have compiled this handy recap (or Breecap, as I like to call it) of the Hoover Dam Collective’s Sunday show at the The Living Room.
“Oh wait!” You may be shouting at your screen, “I don’t remember you ever mentioning this show on the Blog.” Oh Dear Readers, you would be justified in accusing me of not doing an event post for this show. I didn’t even post the awesome graphic I made:
(Bright colors mean fun, easter, celebration and candy!)
Readers, I apologize for not being on top of everything. I can only be perfect 99 percent of the time.
Blog-incompetence aside, I’ll get REAL honest. As a recent college graduate living so very far away from my home and family, being unable to celebrate holidays with my kin can be depressing. Luckily, the creative inspiration I feel when I’m performing with my talented friends is almost as amazing as my dad’s tantalizing twice-baked potatoes.
On Sunday night The Living Room felt like an my Living Room; the atmosphere was warm, smiles abounded, and many of the bands and collaborators had been a part of the HDC family for years.
The night started off with 2 dudes strumming guitars wearing extremely swanky shoes [see image!] known as:
Peter Cole and Byron Issacs entertained us with their powerful harmonies and witty banter inbetween songs.
Don’t worry, We have a clip!
Next, with a sound as sweet and tender as an Easter Ham cooked to perfection,
Pat Hull and Michael Chinworth
performed a set with a special collaboration by Nicole Restani. Photos:
All videos provided by Dave Theisen. Thanks Dave!
Then, a large-scale collaboration arranged by Theo Boguszewski took the stage, performed by Katrina Cunningham, Roseann Baker, Lucy Wilson, Breegan Kearney, Andrew Cothren, Nicole Restani, Theo Boguszewski, featuring poetry by Katrina Cunningham, Adrienne Rosenberg, Charles Bukowski and the music of Vo Rag [Michael Krause and Brandon Lopez)
You can view the piece, which is an excerpt of a larger work to be performed at Purchase's Downtown Cabaret festival on Friday, April 13th. For more info, click here.
Following this incredible collaboration was a set of poetry read and mostly written by
(Not Carlos Mendez, Theo's elementary school crush) helped by HDC friend
Carlos read many original poems, including one which was elegantly set to lush, sparkling piano accompaniment from Mr. Osborn. As a small treat at the end of the set, Carlos also read an awkwardly phrased, extremely cocky poem written by none other than the great Charlie Sheen, yielding peals of laughter from the audience.
You can see this collab0 hurr:
To finish of an already amazing night was a set by the HDC's favorite shock of curly french hair:
Cyrille provided the audience with a mind-blowing vocal set using her loop pedal to layer the beautiful noises coming from her cute, dimpled mouth.
Ms. Aimée was joined by dancers Roseann Baker and Katrina Cunningham in not one but TWO songs!
Well, this concludes another famous Bree-cap, and it's time to make my poignant closing remarks and thank-yous.
You guys are the best. I love you all. Thank you. Here's a poem by Charlie Sheen.
Endive, undead, unbroken, Unwed, Relax, relate, rehab, Drug addict, Pursue, persuade, persist, Per-petuate [sic] your own death By smiling a lot. Supply, succumb, deny—everything. Always. Turtle, android, pain. Endeavor, endless, end.