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if you remember the last post, my nasty little job got in the way of me seeing RRIICCEE. ever since then, we were at odds- me and my job. and by at odds, i mean that i would silently cry at my desk and then i would be carted into HR. once in HR, all parties involved would be given a brief bio on me so they wouldn't call me scott, as they were prone to do form time to time. i proceeded to blame all my workplace issues on this mystery scott fellow. if your name is scott and you're reading this and you were recently displaced from your job, then i apologize. i probably ruined your life, i'll admit that.
now that my pesky job has been eliminated from my life, i'm ready for another RRIICCEE concert.
in review of RRICCEE's website, one may assume that i was the webmaster because it has been updated erratically and infrequently. i went to my old hangout of the RRIICCEE forum (username: tomreagan aka king of the RRIICCEE message board) and i found that either the board is a victim of large scale scamming or every fan of RRIICCEE is interested in low cost pharmy's. it's a toss up. i fear that they may just wipe the whole board clean and then all of my nuanced posts will be taken from the RRIICCEE community, tragically. i still hold out hope for the board though. with topics like "mature huge boobssex filme sexo", it's clear that important discussions are still occurring there.
on the movies front, vincent has received rave reviews for his work in coppola's Tetro. francis ford coppola's fat stupid face has finally created the masterpiece that we knew he had been keeping from us. we almost want to forgive him for the shitpile that was that tim roth getting struck my lightning and losing his teeth movie. wtf was that? back to topic. Tetro is vincent at his finest. i have a feeling that a lot of people will be brought over to team vincent based on his work. the shame of the film is that it's in black and white, instead of glorious color- which vincent deserves. since i no longer have a job, i may consider adding color to a print of the film ala the wizard of oz. while i have no experience with this process, i am really good with paint by number felt pictures so i can't imagine it's much different.
vincent is also involved in this trippy computer animated movie, metropia, in which he provides the main character, roger, with a voice. luckily, roger is not a squirrel or a friendly greenish alien so this film is for adults. all of the characters have heads the size of bonos. it's quiet a unique look for a film. i have yet to see the film so i can't comment on if it's good or bad. wait. no. i can comment on if it's good. it's good. vincent is in it, how could it not be amazing?

i like rriiccee

dear whores,
sorry for the long strech of nothing going on here.
my girlfriend evicted me from the apartment we shared and instead of saying "no, you move out," I said, "Can you help me disassemble my entertainment center?"
She said no.

Moving on.

rriicce shake up
where has rebecca gone? if you go to the rriiccee myspace there is no rebecca in the picture anymore, which greatly saddens me. i'll miss her super long legs. a dashing young fell has replaced her and also erik. i know nothing about this individual. he is the sarah palin of rriiccee.

remember that chick who got fucked by a black dude in her trailer in that movie she made and there was that scene she put on makeup topless?
gallo had a part in the new argento movie, a thought which made everyone in the ENTIRE united states of america pee with joy, has since been crushed. dario insisted in casing asia in the new flick and obviously vincent wasn't too keen on this idea. i definately understand this. it would be like my job hiring my exgirlfriend. only in my case, i hate the idea because i know that she'd be far more productive at my job than i am so i would likely be passed over for a promotion in favor of her and she would have only worked there two weeks, part time.*
*this passage is in no way intended to desperage asia argento because i do think she is a sweetheart.

in other "cast my daughter in a movie and then the film takes a giant shit" news. gallo will be in tetro! tetro is the new project that coppola is working on. this is outstanding news for gallo fans, movie fans and human beings alike. with a talented director and the greatest artist of our generation joining forces, this will make the godfather look like a hootie in the blowfish album.

in i suck news.
gallo will be performing with the new rriiccee in nyc and i'm missing it because i get up early for work. pretty much i can't afford to buy a train ticket, buy a show ticket, stay up later than usual, then buy another train ticket back to jersey. if vincent ever comes upon this blog then he can feel free to ask me to take it down because i'm a shitty stalker.

RRIICCEE - NYC 12/07/07

As I waited for seating to begin for RRIICCEE's NYC debut, I watched quietly, pretending to read a copy of "The Turn of the Screw", while two hipsters flirted with a pregnant girl who was far more Mia Farrow in "Rosemary's Baby" than Demi Moore on the cover of Vanity Fair. As the coffee shop portion of the venue, 45 Bleeker Street, began to fill, and I finished laughing at the group of 15-20 asian people having to check their cameras, the doors were opened and seating began.
After a half hour, Vincent Gallo, of Brown Bunny fame, Eric Erlandson of Hole fame, Nikolas Hass of famous sibling Lukas fame, and Rebecca Casabian of no paticular fame at all, came from behind the dark curtain and took their respective places. The first thing I noticed about the way the stage was set up was that there was no mic in the center of the stage. There was one to my left, pointed at the ground and one to my right in a similar position. Gallo took his place at the left-center stage mic, wearing a green springstein-esqe bandanna and a leather coat. Eric took the right-center, wearing a long pecoat-like blazer and no shoes. Nikolas came out with no shirt, showing a small tattoo of a heart on his left pectoral and wearing 1970s basketball short shorts and took his place on the edge of stage right. Rebecca came out in short shorts as well, but hers had black suspenders and she wore a shirt. She played the keyboard on the left edge of the stage.
As RRIICCEE began with a downtempo number, it seemed most people sat and watched Gallo as he sat and played a guitar, never looking at the audience, sometimes not even facing us. Throughout the performance, the songs switched from downtempo to harder rock and then even a hip hop drum beat. Gallo had three guitars, Eric, four, and they would routinely switch between their own guitars, but never playing each others. One would expect Haas to be the member who decided the direction of the songs as he had the power to control the tempo, but save one or two shining moments, Rebecca seemed to be the one in control for most of the performance. RRIICCEE, referred to heavily during my eavesdropping before they took the stage was widely considered "Vincent Gallo's New Band" and occassionally you could see him throwing looks to Haas or telling Rebecca something, to which her response always was "What?"
The non-structured format allowed for each musician to continue with the song until they felt like it was over. Sometimes Gallo would stop playing, but Eric would still be at the guitar or sampler, seeing the song through until he felt it met it's natural end.
Each musician rarely made even eye contact with the audience. Every now and then, we got a glance from Rebecca, but other than that, it was mostly Gallo on the floor, Eric with his back turned to the audience and Haas looking at Rebecca. Gallo with his reconisable stare, focused carefully at his instruments and was in full concentration so much so, he appeared modest. The abrasive personality that Gallo is so famous for having was no where to be found and the only words out of his mouth that he didn't sing were "Thank You" as RRIICCEE left the stage.
In the end, RRIICCEE's NYC performance proved to be very experimental and genuinely interesting. After the concert posters and clothing was sold, prices starting at $100. One could not help but feel that this was possibly a satire of today's concert scene and not a money making venture.
It was hard to gauge the audience's reaction during the performance, as is the nature of the venue, anyone who needs to use the bathroom has to walk in front of everyone so it provided a lot of commotion. Strangely enough it also allowed for one of the best moments of the night, when a decidedly sad instrumental was played by the band and a girl walked back from the bathroom, holding her sweater closed, looking like she just plopped out her abortion in the bathroom. It added an interesting context for the music and may have added something to the emotion rich songs that were played.
So the question is, does RRIICCEE work?
As I was herded out onto the street with the other harbingers of death for a cigarette, I caught the girl behind me humming the tune of the last song RRIICCEE played.