The brand new Kanye West designed Nike Air Jeezy hit stores this past Saturday. Nine guys from Redmond, Federal Way, Skyway, Bellevue and Tukwila camped out in front of the Cap Hill GOODS for three days and two nights to scoop up the nine pairs, at around $250 a piece. I dropped by to ask them a few burning questions...

What if someone else tries to get in line with you?
We tell them there's nine of us, and only nine pairs. They give up and walk away.
Are you gonna wear the shoes or keep 'em in the box?
(Silence)
Where do you go to the bathroom?
Mostly in the alley. Sometimes in that hotel over there.
Do you like my Payless Shoe Source sneakers? I'm on my way to the gym.
(Silence)
Alright, tell me this last thing. Do you think Kanye might be gay?
No, no (all laugh)... He likes fish sticks!
That Seattle Clean show that made a lot of people excited? Not happening.
The New Zealand rock band's tour booker, Derek Becker, told Kinski guitarist and Clean superfan Chris Martin: "Unfortunately The Clean has pulled the plug on their upcoming US tour. The Seattle show has been canceled."
Such a bummer.
The first 40 seconds of this shit*:
I am SO ALLERGIC to "ooga-chaka" that just typing it gave me hives and lockjaw AND blood-red vision. But anyway, help me remember in case I ever meet James Lipton. I have to go to the hospital now.
*No thanks to Caffe Vita for playing that song on the fucking stereo this morning and thus impregnating my skull with it, and double no thanks for following that up with MAGIC GODDAMN CARPET RIDE.
Jay-Z attempting some ill-timed (I mean, is ragging on Auto-Tune really that ballsy in 2009?) trend-killing:

Hugh Hopper, best known as bassist for the Canterbury-based prog-rock group Soft Machine, died June 7 of leukemia. He was 64.
Hopper established his rep with Soft Machine, one of the linchpins of the Canterbury-based prog-rock scene, for whom he created hypnotic, robustly fuzzed-out bass lines. He also could write beautiful, more conventional songs, as exemplified by “I Should Have Known," ”Hullo Der," and “Memories,” the last of which drummer Robert Wyatt sings the hell out of below (both the Mars Volta and Whitney Houston [?!] have covered this tune). “Memories” captures better than almost any other song I've heard nostalgia’s exquisite bittersweet nature; it’s unbelievably poignant. You can find it on Soft Machine’s Jet Propelled Photographs. I also highly recommend Soft Machine’s One, Volume Two, and Third, as starting places for Hopper’s manic, nuanced artistry.
Besides working with Soft Machine from 1968-1972 (and also with their precursor, the Wilde Flowers), Hopper played with Isotope, Robert Wyatt, Gilgamesh, Stomu Yamash’ta, Carla Bley, and many others. He also recorded several solo records, including the phenomenal 1984, which best revealed his experimental compositional skills, use of tape loops, and inclination for unusual tonalities.
Just announced: Joint Chiefs of Rap Method Man and Redman will perform at Showbox at the Market Sept. 17. Tix go on sale June 12. Rock out with your Blackout!
Say what?
"Rock and roll and hip-hop are brother and sister," Daniel "D.M.C." McDaniels tells Chuck D in the latest On The Real, Off The Record video. RUN D.M.C. was recently inducted into the Rock Hall of Fame, and D.M.C. relishes the idea of being revered in the same space as rock idols like Bob Dylan and Bruce Springsteen.

I bring you this two-year-old clip of Mos Def rambling about Al Qaeda and Christopher Hitchens being kind of a dick.
The Ecstatic is a much better record than the scattered, under-produced True Magic.
Here's my favorite track (at the moment) from the album:
The Ecstatic is out tomorrow.
But his touching version of MGMT's "Kids" is making it come back a little bit...
What did they wear to the show at Studio Seven? Well, the boys preferred black t-shirts, and/or NO shirts. And the band? This season, it's all about hang nooses, meat hooks, and potato sacks. You heard me, POTATO sacks...


Tons more photos after the jump...
Seattle hardcore-punk quintet Shook Ones' new album, The Unquotable A.M.H., is available today in ones and zeros at paperandplastick.com. You can pre-order vinyl—which hits shops June 15—at that site, too.
Press release after the cut.
This past weekend, Kill Rock Stars singer/songwriter Jeff Hanson passed away at his St. Paul home due what appears to have been an accidental fall; he was 31.
The Minneapois/St. Paul Star Tribue has further details. Kill Rock Stars has issued the following statement:
We are deeply shocked and saddened to report that Kill Rock Stars artist Jeff Hanson passed away on June 5, 2009 in his home, a victim of a terrible accident. Jeff has been a part of the KRS family since 2003 when he became the first artist signed to the label from an unsolicited demo.Jeff Hanson was an amazing artist, a riotously funny person, and a good friend. Everyone at Kill Rock Stars feels that we were privileged to put out his records. We will miss him tremendously. Our thoughts are with his family and friends at this time.
The Juan MacLean, the Field, Nordic Soul(Nectar) Here we have two totally distinct electronic musicians both working at the top of their game. The Juan MacLean's latest, The Future Will Come (DFA), expertly mixes Human League—style synth-pop (with female vocal counterpoints supplied by longtime collaborator Nancy Whang) with classic house to craft surprisingly sincere songs about robots and humans, love and heartbreak. On the Field's new one, Yesterday and Today (Kompakt), the Swedish producer expands his blissed-out, microsampled techno with increased live instrumentation (including a little drumming from Battles heavyweight John Stanier) for an album as sublime as his debut, only with more subtlety and depth. (Nectar, 412 N 36th St, 632-2020. 8 pm, $15, 21+.) Eric Grandy
Love Is All, Still Flyin', TacocaT(Neumos) Taking their name from a slogan scrawled across a hippie compound in an episode of Man from U.N.C.L.E., Love Is All are a punky Swedish quintet that, like the punky Welsh septet Los Campesinos!, seem to compress several decades of alternative rock into each of their hit-and-run songs. What Love Is All have that the Welsh farmers don't: lead vocalist/keyboardist Josephine Olausson, who hollers and frets and searches (there's a reason the latest record's called A Hundred Things Keep Me Up at Night) like a long-lost daughter of Liliput; and multi-instrumentalist James Ausfahrt, whose saxophone blasts lend songs a perfectly fitting X-Ray Spex-iness. Tonight, Love Is All tear up Neumos, with support from the sprawling San Francisco collective Still Flyin'. DAVID SCHMADER
311, Ziggy Marley(WaMu Theater) This comparison will immediately make sense to those who have read Chinua Achebe's Things Fall Apart. Ziggy Marley, the eldest son of Rita and Bob Marley, is to his father what Nwoye was to Okonkwo. Nwoye, Okonkwo's eldest son in Achebe's groundbreaking 1958 novel, is much, much softer and more sensitive than his father, who is a roaring lion of a man. This is Ziggy's situation. As a singer and celebrity, he's much more sensitive than his father, the conquering lion of reggae and an international music god. Ziggy has even released a reggae album for kids called Family Time. This is where his heart is: in home, with children, reading books, telling stories. This private place is far from the one in which his father thrived, the realm of mass production, mass distribution, and mass consumption. CHARLES MUDEDE
Balkan Beat Box, the Bad Things(Showbox at the Market) Formed by Ori Kaplan (ex—Gogol Bordello) and Tamir Muskat (Firewater), and including MC/percussionist Tomer Yosef, Balkan Beat Box create some of the most pleasurable music on the planet, an intoxicating mix of klezmer; traditional Balkan, Mediterranean, and Arabic musics; and hiphop that will enrich your life immeasurably. Both of BBB's studio records—2005's Balkan Beat Box and 2007's Nu Med—are classics; the new remix album, Nu Made, is a welcome gift for all of us who have played the official releases into the ground. Live, BBB create a world-music-laced hiphop throwdown that melts Seattle's antidance tendencies like butter in the sun. DAVID SCHMADER
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