Archive for October, 2009
best to look at these while lilstening to "its halloween" but the shaggs
October 31st, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in Uncategorizedyou look good in that suit joe.
October 29th, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in UncategorizedBourbon Old-Fashioned recipe
In an old-fashioned glass, muddle the bitters and water into the sugar cube, using the back of a teaspoon. Almost fill the glass with ice cubes and add the bourbon. Garnish with the orange slice and the cherry. Serve with a swizzle stick.
new xiu xiu record
October 27th, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in Uncategorized
maryanne amacher in heaven
October 26th, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in Uncategorizedlisten to her music it will change your life
please go here for a fund raiser for cash music
October 26th, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in Uncategorized
http://cashmusic.org/?show=xiuxiu
there are lots of rarities from lots of good bands to be found
sales help non profit arts org, cash music
MARYANNE AMACHER
October 22nd, 2009 by xiu xiu | No Comments | Filed in UncategorizedMARYANNE AMACHER MADE MUSIC THAT WHEN YOU PLAYED IT REALLY LOUD IT MADE THIS WEIRD THING HAPPEN INSIDE YOUR EARS. MUSIC THAT WAS PHYSICAL. SHE HAD ONE DREADLOCK THAT WOULD SOMETIMES SWING AND TOUCH YOU. SHE WORE A RED JUMPER SUIT. THERE WERE CRAZY STORIES ABOUT HER HOUSE. ABOUT HOW SHE HADN’T BEEN IN THE THIRD FLOOR IN YEARS AND THAT ANIMALS LIVED THERE. OR THAT STOCKHAUSEN SCORES WOULD BE SCATTERED AROUND THE FLOOR. ONE TIME I WENT TO HER HOUSE BUT SHE WOULDN’T LET US IN BECAUSE SHE SAID IT SMELLED TOO BAD AND WAS TOO MESSY. SHE USED TO TALK REALLY SLOWLY AND WALK REALLY SLOWLY AND WOULD ROLL HER CIGARETTES REALLY SLOWLY. I WATCHED A JOHN CAGE MOVIE WITH HER. ON A PREVIOUS XIU XIU TOUR, EITHER IN OHIO OR PENNSLYVANIA, CHES WAS DRIVING, I WAS IN THE PASSENGER SEAT, WE PUT ON HER CD AND PLAYED IT REALLY REALLY REALLY LOUD. IT WAS GREAT. I CAN’T REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED, I THINK MAYBE WE HAD TO TURN IT DOWN. MARYANNE DIED THIS MORNING.



















