more NXNE '12 photos...

The Dead Ships at the Static Launch

from Of A Kind

at the El Mo

Army Girls

Zulu Winter at The Rivoli

Zulu Winter at Urban Outfitters

Remember when I tried to photograph musicians' footwear and said something about the guys from Zulu Winter all having shoes with a lot of character?

The English weather isn't very kind to shoes. I can vouch for that, for sure. Will's kicks above almost resemble my trusty oxfords from Oxford (which I might end up featuring on this here blog, maybe).


Here's Morgan photographing the band in an alley. (Photos of polaroids here.)

DIIV being filmed:



The final product; see if you can spot me:

Urban Outfitters x NXNE: Live @ UO part II from Sean L T Cartwright on Vimeo.

David's mismatched socks at Dundas Square

garble

When thoughts rush out and spring new tributary-thoughts with them that ultimately generate a thousand more streams can be frustrating. Sometimes it seems like things are turning out to resemble a Godard traffic scene in the middle of nowhere where the road is narrow, and there's simply no way for you to turn back and the truck in front of you is carrying livestock, and you're top is down and broken, so there's no way of blocking the stench, and the humidity is making it all worse...

You're watching this whole thing as if in a dream sequence, and you have no idea what is going on and where this scene is going to lead to, and there's no way of finding out because the dialogue is unclear. Everyone is talking at the same time, and even the subtitles aren't helping. The scene goes on for days, ages, until you feel so sick, you don't even get to see how it all comes together in the end - if it does.

Pocket Diving: NXNE Day 5

-- reposted from Static --


Sunday was a good day for winding down. I got to Bellwoods just in time for Gregory Peck and His Problems, and did some more pocket-diving:

Feurd, The Elwins: phone, wallet covered in paper, cleaning cloth for this glasses, guitar pick, and keys attached to his favourite key chain ("It's a cash register from the '80s!")



Spencer, The Fabulous Yawn: artist badge, notebook with his setlist, wallet, and lighter



Bobby, Young Lions Music Club: loose change, phone, wallet, keys attached to a broken keychain, lighter, and someone else's phone



Annie: Her dress doesn't have a pocket, but Annie was holding on to this paper airplane.



Erika: twizzlers, sunglasses, Djuna Barnes book, wallet, cigarettes



Mitch, Born Ruffians: earphones, wallet and loose change, phone, keys, faded Canadian passport, a transfer ticket, and an airport receipt from Florida, where he went to recently


And here's Luke.

Pocket Diving: NXNE Day 4

-- reposted from Static --


My brain has turned to mush, no thanks to Redbull and… life, I guess.
Saturday at Urban Outfitters on Yonge & Dundas was the first daytime event I’ve attended this week. I arrived just after 2, in time to catch Zulu Winter for the third time. Their set was a little different from the last two I saw at the Rivoli and Lee’s, which I think further proves their range as musicians. It was great, albeit very short.


Obviously, more pockets were looked into.

Sophia: empty pockets!



Josh, Urban Outfitters: various camera gear, wallet, phone, keys, and $1.01



Morgan, Urban Outfitters: US passport, Urban ID and various cards, phone, and polaroid snaps of bands in the yet-to-be-released film with coloured frames from The Impossible Project



Iain, Zulu Winter: artist badge, guitar pick, gum wrapper, earphones, gum, Canadian change, wallet, phone


At Dundas Square…

Jen: cards in a clip, $10, keys and earplugs



Max: sunglasses that Max purchased recently for $5, paper with party info, keys, phone, media badge


After Of Montreal’s set, I left the mess that was Dundas Square and headed to the Garrison…

Stefan, Topanga: phone, keys, loose change, multiple guitar picks, wallet and an envelope of money from the show they did the night before in Buffalo

Pocket Diving: NXNE Day 3

-- reposted from Static --


Day 3 of NXNE slackened a bit for me. By the time I finished work and was ready to show-hop again, there were very little options for daytime events. Either they had already finished or were just about to. (My luck with day shows hasn’t been so great, so far.)
Naturally, a Redbull was downed. The Friday line-up at Lee’s won me over when I was planning my schedule, so I planted myself there all night. Too bad Aviva and I missed 2:54. Oh, well. Life goes on. Arrived just in time for DIIV’s set.


I didn’t get to bug very many people for pocket investigations, sadly. So this will be a short (but a good) one:

Yahlehly, Static Zine: hair tie, lipstick, melted lolly that was actually stuck to the fabric of her pocket (we struggled in the girls’ washroom to pull it out and failed quite miserably; I’m sure we raised some awkwardness in the air for the people around us, but whatevz), ticket stubs/receipts, transit pass, and a necklace



Brad Oberhofer: random papers, one of which included the name of a girl from a deli he ate earlier that day (he invited her to the show; she gave him free coffee — win-win), some change (Brad collects lucky pennies from everywhere), and krazy glue to protect his fingers while playing ze guitar