I went to The Annex in the LES last Thursday night and accidentally stepped into [like gum without the sticky annoyance] a stinging performance by a band called The Beach Project. I truly felt swept off my peds, and for the first time in a long time. The total duration of their set was like taking a magic carpet ride: myself and the crowd all Alladins, and the stunning, breathtaking, seemingly levitating singer, Jasmine. Every moment red letter.
Considering her Peter-Pan-gone-pixie-like garb [which included a side beret encrusted with some sparkly ornate leaf-like appendage, a pair of high-waisted tweed shorts that could have doubled as a glove because they fit like...a glove, and a white classic button down that you'd have perceived as so until the reveal of an open back that was cut out as, and where the skin counter-formed to be, a heart], I expected and eagerly anticipated a true event. I think every man and woman straight or bi the stage had a hot meltdown, even on the unseasonably cool New York and mid-summer of a night.
Too, fake lashes spawned out extra long and cast shadows that underlined her eyes--eyes that dually offered moving and locking looks--looks that tried hard to keep up with the passionate and earnest sound that was her voice.
Clearly in the throat, it was a heart throb of a performance. And while her presence on the stage was as fine as a jewelry box of gold alone, the total rendering of musical stylings that included a smooth riding violin was conclusively no less valuable than a diamond in the m-effing rough.
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- 11/2: PHOTOS: TAXLO Halloween (feat. Chain Gang of 1974)
- 10/10: #OccupyWallStreet
- 8/10: PHOTOS: Lawn Mover Racing, Eastern Seaboard Regionals @ Bowles Farm
- 7/26: Special List: Things the BYGays Want Now That We Can Marry In DC (and NY!)
- 7/20: PHOTOS: Artscape
- 7/19: Miho Hatori's Guide to New York City
- 4/11: Cirque Du Soleil: Totem (A Review)
- 12/29: War, Reenacted
- 12/29: What in Hell is Slaughterama?!?
God loves a cheerful giver.
I can't find info about this group anywhere.
I KNOW. I looked for an hour. so underground its a mind fuck.
there it is!
it seems like nyc is being finger fucked more and more. what gives?
lovely pix Lex
These photos are downright magnificent; a seemingly rare commodity for BYT as of late.
I can project myself into this night, music--that I've never heard of, how have I never heard of this-- and mood through these photos. I must find this mysterious Beach Party band, at once.
HEY!
They were actually listed as the wrong name at the venue: they are called "The Beach Project".
Hear them at:
http://www.myspace.com/thebeachproject
Lex, you and your blog are lovely.
Thanks for coming to the show and taking such amazing photos and writing such beautiful things.
We have a myspace and facebook fan page as well as our website:
thebeachprojectband.com
Come hang next time.
xo
The Beach Project
It was a truly extraordinary show.....I was there. And I will be there again.
Kerry is truly all heart and soul, beautiful and talented! I can't wait for her performance on September 1st