The Octopus Project Flys in Low

Listen to the Octopus Project poolside with inverted florals, it's so rad.


You can see the Thurmond over on the left. Gotta love her rad outfit tho -- simple sparkle.

My whole soundscape in San Diego here has been the Octopus Project (and similar shit).

Fixed gear? You know it. *It is grammatically correct to insert "lol" here

Fruitbooters turn wavechargers. Vibe out to Swollen Members.

Welcome to an indie-rock birthday party. Have a good one Dana.

We've been looking forward to it for weeks and it finally took place last night: The Octopus Project. I was even considering just ditching all my plans and just vibing out in Mexico for another half week or so, but I knew I couldn't miss this. It's something else to just show up somewhere and be introduced to a new "favourite" band. And as you all know (if you know me or have been reading this blog) I've been loving the instrumental electronic music recently. Take it from an indie-rock standpoint -- and a blast of rock out and a dash of class and you have the four piece from SoCal here that call themselves "The Octopus Project. Think Arcade Fire meets Tangerine Dream, or Ratatat goes slick-aggro. Chip jammed out so hard. Yvonne plays a Moog with whole body -- I guess they call it a thurmond. Sending us up and away with the flick of a wrist like a cute space age goddess. Her hands are soft. She totally gets the whole "this music could so rave out for hours on end" thing -- but things it sounds tiring. Totally. The airplanes fly so low over the venue you think you're in for it. San Diego at night -- we go surfing later at 2:3o in the morning at that spot where you'll get beat down if you try it during the day.


The Casbah here totally rocks the same crowd as The Empty Bottle in Chicago (which, if you read it, totally reminded me of California... funny how that works... funny how I eventually made it here)...

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Meet New Crazies (my favourites) And Dance It Up Underground With Style

If you know the right bouncer you just might be able to save yourself the massive $5 cover charge they'll force you to cough up if you don't have hook-ups. And the raddest girl at the rave over at Walker's doesn't use drugs anyways. Barely ever. Been going hard for about 10 years. But she parties just as hard, if not harder, than the girl -- hot as hell -- fucked on mushrooms. The two, just themselves, basically bring the party. It's mostly electro-house and techy stuff. But people here like a mixture -- rap, drum n' bass, and trance too -- and just end up calling it all "techno". You'll meet some real stand up dudes here.

It only took half an hour to tattoo up his face. That was just over a year ago. But it makes him look like a warrior. Some of those kids are so smelly and grimey. And they know what they're up to ain't "legit". But ripped Propaghandi shirts, jean jackets and the most MANIC patches can't all be a sham can they????? Naw... these cats are the most adorable things you'll ever meet. Serious. They'll grin beyond description or smile with their eyes, and tell you how lovely your face is. And coming from them -- arising out of slime green glasses or broadcasting from thick-ass natural dreds -- you know they have no reason to bullshit you. Which is a nice breath of fresh air for a change. So I'm kind of glad Lewis snuck some of them into his garage. It's not like it's being used for anything better anyways.

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