Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Pearls Jam
Nothing says 1970s, balls out, Sid Vicious, puking into an empty pizza box at 3am, CBGBs wall grime, essence of punk rock like wearing pearls in suburbia.
Pearls in suburbia. I like that name. It’s like a late 80s punk band meets an Eric Bogosian play meets a 2007 teenage uberchoad. And the Dr. Seuss socks just take the whole thing over the top.
I guess I gotta give it up to Pearls, here. At least he’s original. Now where’s Dee Dee and Joey to throw down.
She is Marisa Tomei from “My Cousin Vinny” goodness. I would pretend to be interested in cute furry animals and charity work if it meant we’d retire to her dorm room to make out to Bon Jovi’s greatest hits while her roommate studied Intro to Economics on the bunk bed above us.
