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Justin Simon (Invisible Conga People) - Top Ten (Early Winter 07)

1.


Heat
Kind of embarrassing, but I haven't had working heat in close to seven years. I lived in what amounted to a treehouse in Tokyo for a few years (dirt cheap apartment with no heat, hot water or bath) and then in an old Gramercy tenement run by two assholes who refused to turn on the boiler. But my new apartment is toasty. I love heat. Never take heat for granted.
2.

Yura Yura Teikoku, "Hollow Me" album (2007)
This is a totally brilliant concept record of experimental pop that sounds like nothing else. Band songwriter Sakamoto Shintaro said he was hoping it would make listeners feel "lethargic." The bpms are sluggish and two songs have saxophone solos. One song is basically a free jazz/noise jam with an extended, delayed-out shakuhachi solo...?! All the lyrics are somehow related to the overall theme of feeling empty or 'hollow' and the songs were written to "never reach a destination." And it was in the TOP TEN in Japan! Granted, only for about a day, but still, the TOP TEN! What a coup. You need this.
3.

Chirgilchin live
I went to see this group of Tuvan throat singers with my parents a couple months ago. They performed in a beautiful old church in Jersey, and I was completely spellbound from start to finish. Their CDs don't do justice to the live experience, but they're still worth picking up.
4.

Chinatown Ping Pong Club
I went to this place for the first time a couple days ago. The space is in the basement of a nondescript office building in Chinatown and the elevator opens into a big room filled with tables. The night I went they were having a tournament and dudes of all ages and ethnicities were decked out in athletic gear, grunting and jumping around. Everyone seemed to know each other. A friend and I took a table in the back of the room, and an elderly Chinese gentleman carefully stringing some sort of fishing net together in a chair next to us quietly watched us play. Eventually, in a thick JAMAICAN accent (he raised his family there), he introduced himself as "Coach Young," former world champion, current retiree, local coach and aspiring guru. He lectured us on how to live our lives, and described in great detail his eight children and their many impressive accomplishments. Apparently, one son works in the music industry, once wrote songs for Mariah Carey, and made 5 million dollars off a string of hits, but was "stupid, very very dumb" and blew all his money on fancy stuff.
5.

Secret bar, in small room south of Canal Street, capacity 11
OK, so this is kind of unfair since it's a secret (and I've taken an oath of silence), but I'm bringing it up in the hopes that someone will read this and want to do something similar, and save us all from boring old 21st century NYC life. Some friends, inspired by the closet-sized, members-only bars in Shinjuku's "Golden Gai," found a tiny room in the back of an office building, installed a miniature bar, got a karaoke machine, decorated the walls and made a secret space for friends to come hang out at. Lots of fun and it pretty much pays for itself. Genius, right? I've always hated karaoke (and I lived in Japan for six years!) but this place made me lighten up.
6.

Superfamily party at APT on Saturdays
Kind of like the dance party equivalent to the aforementioned ping pong place, at least in terms of the mixed age/race makeup. The music is always really good and they miraculously transform the usually Superboring first floor of APT into a fun space for dancing. Actually, now that I think of it, HOLY SHIT, Superfamily should do a party at the PING PONG CLUB! That would be amazing.
7.

Dancing guy in front of Starbucks on 23rd St. and 3rd Avenue
I wouldn't want to have a laugh at the expense of someone with a mental illness (and I live a few blocks from Bellevue, so there are lots of sad crazies hanging out in my neighborhood), but after extensive research I have concluded that this guy is merely an eccentric, so he's fair game. He's a buff, older (50s) Italian dude who dresses in gym attire, keeps a boombox in a wagon on the front of his bicycle, parks in front of the Starbucks on the corner, blasts his radio, and does hysterical dances in the middle of the sidewalk to the music. Actually, really only one dance, a kind of karate-esque boogie (picture sumo wrestlers getting ready to pounce but doing rhythmic hand chops while they bounce softly up and down), and he frequently punctuates his movements with loud claps and Michael Jackson-like "WHOO!"s. The most amazing thing is that he faces the Starbucks window while he dances, and uses the pane as a mirror to check out his own moves!! He's totally oblivious to the people staring at him from inside the shop, cracking up. He takes frequent breaks and leans on his bicycle in a gangster-ish, "cool" way, half-standing up but with his legs crossed, with his sunglasses down low on the bridge of his nose, scanning his surroundings with a "What do you think YOU'RE LOOKING AT, BUDDY?" expression. I pass this Starbucks on my daily trip to the local post office (I have a box), and whenever I'm in a bad mood, this guy instantly cheers me up. I'd like to think that forty years ago, this neighborhood was a cool community of sidewalk dancers and this guy was the ringleader, and now he's just carrying on the tradition.
8.

No Ordinary Monkey party at China Club
Went last night for the first time in a while and was reminded how awesome this party is. The location is weird (Chinese restaurant in the basement of a Wall Street office building...), the dance floor never gets too packed so there' s plenty of room for boogying, and the relative obscurity of the party keeps the douche bags away. The Monkeys keep the lights low, fill the room with smoke and play really good records through their recently purchased, RIDICULOUS sound system...basically the perfect dance party. It's the perfect size too, so...don't come!! :)
9.

The Cats of Mirikitani
Good documentary about an acquaintance (my mom was the nurse at his retirement home). Saw this with my bandmate and we both cried.
10.

Commercial hip-hop dance party with famous actress at corny club by Grand Central Station
I always wanted to make an inside joke on the internet, probably the most inappropriate place ever for one, no? Pretty funny, right Saheer? Ok, it's out of my system now.

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