Brooklyn, You’re So Cool and You Know It (Revised)

      This past weekend was as good of a weekend as any to hit the road and head a thousand miles east to take in some culture. In between Chomsky lectures in Massachusetts and the last nights of restaurant week in Philadelphia lives the music scene in New York. So to New York I went, Brooklyn to be exact, Williamsburg to be exactly exact (that nondenominational depends-on-how-many-people-on-the-street-are-in-skinny-jeans-to-really-decide area between Bushwick and Williamsburg to be annoyingly doubly exact).  You wouldn’t be able to miss experiencing art you’ve never seen or heard of in Brooklyn if you tried, which made this weekends goal of doing so, fairly easy.

      Friday at 929, on the set list for tonight we have Princess Chelsea, a New Zealand act who attests her music to be something around the area of "the soundtrack to an old Disney movie meets Kraftwerk /Enya in a 60s production of Les Mis set in space" Which is a surprisingly accurately description, but judge for yourself. Up next the super-disappointing SUPERCUTE!  They're a bubble-gum, happy, super-happy, female harmonizing, ukulele playing, indie-pop trio who vowed to never write songs about boys, opting instead to write about candy!!!!!! (Weee!!) The night ended with Pikachunes (the obvious winner of the most obscure band name of the night award) a scrawny kid with a laptop in hand instead of an instrument and a voice reminiscent of Joy Division in his mouth with witty interludes instead of stage presence. I’m fairly certain I fell in love with this last one by the end of the night.

Pikachunes along with the nights opener Princess Chelsea are on tour with Lil’ Chief Records from their native New Zealand to spread their quirky stylings with the world. As my hipster senses almost explode from over-stimulation I send thanks to 929 for housing these two performers as I will now remain on the lookout for Lil’ Chief shows here in Chicago.

The super cute ladies of SUPERCUTE!

929,  located off the JMZ Myrtle Broadway stop has over the years become a go to spot for those ever-supporters of unknown music Brooklyners or just those who want to pretend they’re a Brooklyner for the night (me).  Not every show is a winner, (SUPERCUTE!  You’ve kind of insulted me, if you insist on being shallow, at least be deep about it.), but every show is an experience and you’ll be sure to find yourself putting those faux combat boots to use on the dace floor.

If you ever find yourself unfulfilled by the venues in Logan Square or the fringe shops in Pilsen venture out to this, in their own words, ''music & art space in Brooklyn, NY run by space cats who focus on supporting unique, inspiring, emerging independent artists on Earth'' to get your hipster needs filled and feel cool about it, because you’re in Brooklyn and that is just about the coolest place in the world.