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Teri Suaréz is trying to finish a record. Her phone, however, won’t stop interrupting. It’s her mother. “She’s freaking out,” Suaréz said.
This past Sunday, Suaréz sent her mother into a state of panic when, at the first weekend of the Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival, she walked away from her guitar and keyboard and climbed to the top of a lighting rig. Then she locked her legs around it and leaned over backward.
“That’s why my mom is calling me,” Suaréz said. “She said, ‘Please don’t ever do that again!’ I said, ‘Oh, no, Mom. I won’t do that ever again. I’ll be more careful. I swear.’ But she’s still really scared about it. She keeps calling to see if I’m OK.”
For now, yes, Suaréz is fine. If anything, the 22 year old is a little nervous herself. While Le Butcherettes concerts are known for their unpredictability, Suaréz has no intention of putting her life — or at least a few of her bones — in danger at Coachella on Sunday. On stage, as Teri “Gender Bender” Suaréz, the artist is reckless, abusing her guitar and her voice with delight. Off stage, Suaréz constantly laughs at herself, apologizes after nearly every sentence and admits to being paralyzed with shyness.
“It hasn’t been a hard time,” Suaréz said of harmonizing the two extremes of her personality, and then adds, “but, existentially speaking, it has been.”
Suaréz and her band, which currently includes drummer Lia Braswell and At the Drive-In principal Omar Rodriguez Lopez on bass, is rooted in the anything-goes ethos of punk rock. From Guadalajara, Mexico, and based in L.A., Le Butcherettes are a collision of genres and cultures, as Suaréz quotes from the novels most of us never read, serenades in Spanish, occasionally pretends to be Russian and lashes out at what she sees as political and societal constraints.
When Le Butcherettes opened for Iggy & the Stooges last winter, it was easy to label Suaréz as something of a spiritual heir to Iggy Pop. She’s aware of that, and she hasn’t stopped thinking about it. “I feel like everyone is expecting me to be crazy,” she said of her band’s live performances, and she said Iggy told her the “same story.”
To anyone who believes that Muslims are happy about 9/11…
They aren’t.
As a Muslim and a New Yorker, I can say that 9/11 is the worst day I have ever lived through. Many Muslims were victims of 9/11, who died as those towers fell. Many Muslims were first responders, who also died trying to save the lives of their fellow Americans. And yet Muslims were severely discriminated against after that day. I was only nine years old on September 11th 2001. But the bullying I endured for the years after left scars both physical and mental.
A few weeks ago, I went to the theater to see Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon with my brother Alex (for some reason we couldn’t convince his girlfriend or my boyfriend to join us). Here are the notes I took while watching, plus some drawings I made after! (Click on images to see ‘em larger)
• I just completely forgot the premise of the movie and said, “Why do the ALIENS look like CARS!?” Oops.
In which we talk with Findings about our reasons for starting the site.
Welcome to the second installment of “How We Will Read,” a series exploring the future of reading from the perspectives of publishers, writers, and intellectuals. This week, we talked to Laura Miller and Maud…
Last week, I was invited to Texas Women’s University for a whirlwind one day event, which included participating in a panel talk with Mary Virginia Swanson and Kelli Connell, a book signing and a reception for my exhibition. During the morning, Kelli, Swan and I reviewed portfolios for…
What’s better than using RockMelt on your computer? Using RockMelt everywhere. And now you can, with today’s introduction of RockMelt for iPhone.Your RockMelt Everywhere
Providing quick access to your online world – no matter where you are – was always one of our goals when we set out…
12:30am, The H.M.S. Dive Bar:
I’m writing this because I’m not sure I will ever see the light of day again. This place is not what it seems, but the decor is adorable.
I was stuck on the bathroom line for approximately 20 minutes or 36 hours, because there are only two bathrooms and the girls in front of me come out in new outfits or something every time they leave, like they are in some macabre Hillary Duff circa 2004 dressing room montage. Except instead of wacky hats or feather boas, it’s vomit on their shirt or maybe just drugs on their face. Someone’s IN HERE, the mighty ghosts wail from the other side of the door if you touch the knob. My bladder is filling up rapidly like the Titanic (new topical reference, huh 3D?) The girl in front of me has stilettos so high and the kind of eyebrows you only get with practice, so I am too scared to make a lighthearted “ladies bathroom lines, am I right ladies?” joke.
I am afraid I will spend the best years of my life on bathroom lines.
Gorgeous work by Arlene Shechet MFA 78 CR is featured on the cover of this month’s Art in America (where even Ai Weiwei didn’t take precedence) and in an accompanying feature article called Buckle and Flow.
A detail from her piece Blue Velvet (2010) is shown below. Arlene also has three shows coming up this year – in New York, LA and Berlin.