Hmmmm. I have very little experience describing / reviewing "Soul Clap Dance-Off"s, so I think I'm going to just steal as much as I can directly from the horse's mouth at the New York Night Train website:
Soul Clap and Dance-Off 6 Year Anniversary Party with JT playing the all-time SOUL CLAP CLASSICS and guest selector JIM MORRISON (The Doors!) via medium IAN SVENONIUS (Chain and the Gang/The Make Up) and LIVE SEANCE ON STAGE! 1AM DANCE-OFF judged by Willismburg’s DELUXE SALON for $100/$75 METROPOLIS VINTAGE CERTIFICATE – followed by Brooklyn Brewery’s NYC CHAMPIONSHIP ROUND FOR $500 CASH PRIZE plus Metropolis certificates for the second places, $5 Espolon tequila drinks all night long, and other great surprises, 11:30PM-4:00AM, $7
That works, no?
Anyway, my pal Cindy and her friends were in town from Buffalo, and I met up with them at Brooklyn Bowl for this shinding shortly after leaving the Liquor Store show at Matchless. Truth be told, I was still exhausted from Thursday night's post-Tyondai bacchanalia, and having worked up a decent sweat at Liquor Store, the prospects of dancing my fat ass off for 3+ hours seemed dim at best.
This, of course, was before I discovered that 1.) Brooklyn Bowl was selling $18 pitchers of Brooklyn lager, and 2.) the music played during said Dance-Off Extravaganza would be exclusively vintage '50s / '60s era seven-inches, the very vast majority of which I'd never heard before. Yup, right smack dab in my oldies-fetish wheelhouse - all the doo wop and early R&B you could handle. Fuck yeah, sock hop!
And dance we did, until nearly 4 AM. I'm told that prizes were awarded, and although I wasn't commended at the time, I'm just going to have to assume that my award for "Sweatiest Bastard in the Room" is in the mail. Thanks in advance to the judges for that one! Apparently there was also a seance (?), but again I will point you, the reader in the general direction of the New York Night Train website for the "official" wrap-up and pictures.
Fortunately, the party continued for some time after we schlepped back to my place, and with Uncle Acid's awesome stoner bullshit as fuel, my Christmas tree was (finally) no more (see below). Fuckin' awesome time, y'alls.
I thought this "installation / performance" was a bunch of crap, but whatever, I drank a lot of free beer, so no biggie. Anyway, here's the description from the Wordless Music website at to what Tyondai Braxton's HIVE would entail:
Composer and former Battles frontman Tyondai Braxton is excited to announce the world premiere of his new project, HIVE, at the Guggenheim Museum in New York on March 21st. Part installation / part band, HIVE is a multimedia project a long time in the making. The performance will feature Braxton playing never before heard material, with a new group of musicians, in the museum’s celebrated, Frank Lloyd Wright-designed rotunda.
Tyondai enlisted the help of Danish architect and carpenter Uffe Surland Van Tams to design and fabricate five massive, custom built pod-like platforms. Braxton will be joined by musician Ben Vida (Bird Show, Soft Circle, PAN Records) and three percussionists: Yuri Yamashita, Jared Soldiviero, and John Ostrowski – each player perched a top their own HIVE pod. Utilizing modular synthesis, sound design, and acoustic instruments, HIVE will introduce new elements to Tyondai’s work: a visual counterpart to his narrative-based music and the creation of environments. The project was commissioned by Works & Process and is being presented in association with Wordless Music.
Meh. Not sure where the "multimedia" aspect of what these guys were doing came into play, but I'm not going to lose any sleep over it. The entirety of the set sounded to me like one long soundcheck, which to me is fitting, because it perfectly mirrored (Battles reference!) the forced obscurity and inanity of most of the crap already on exhibit in the Guggenheim.