New look for summer

The Mod Bangz were tight, but it's going to be a hot summer and I wanted a crisp new look for my last week at the Herald. I suddenly look far less effeminate...

Justin Bieber & Black Flag, together at last

Hotline on the Fashion Tip: It was only a matter of time before Justin Bieber's savage world of mediocre pop merged with classic punk icons in the holy name of hipsterdom. This fancy-pants Bieb Flag t-shirt is yours for just $20, and the only question left is how many we'll see around Allston this summer.

Next up: Miley Cyrus' face superimposed on the Misfits' fiend logo. Let's make it happen, apocalypse.

Thursday: Ben Sherman party at Uniform

There are many things I <3 -- Ben Sherman, spring in the South End and free booze always rate at the top. So put them all together, toss in the stylish sounds of DJ Ken from le pill and tack on (or off) 20 percent discounts at Uniform, and we have a fun little after-work soiree that should keep my mind off the clusterfuck last game of the NJ Devils' 2010 season. RSVP to gary@uniformboston.com by this afternoon, it's a list-only event.

Thursday: Allston Rock City Music & Style show

I'm not making the jokes you want me to make. Allston forever!

Uniform presents 'Life After Denim'

Looks like I already have plans pre-Thee Vicars come Thursday. Uniform events are always a blast... RSVP to gary@uniformboston.com by March 24, kids.

Another Uniform party this week

If you caught me in the DJ booth at the Good North reunion show over the weekend, you likely caught my pimp-assed black Ben Sherman cardigan with the white trim I've been desperately seeking for years. Fuck yeah. I scored it a few weeks ago at the last Uniform party in the South End, and now Gary and the gang are thowing another this Thursday from 6 to 9pm at their Tremont Street shop.

Get some July 4 BBQ threads at 30 percent off, listen to DJ Ken spin the hits and get pissed off free Victory beers. Just RSVP to Gary at gary@uniformboston.com for guaranteed entry. Look sharp; now's the chance.

House of Blues opening party recap

While the new House of Blues is essentially Avalon on Human Growth Hormone and the grand opening party on Saturday was Cougarpalooza 2009, the new venue is just what Boston needs and should be mega successful as a mid- to large-scale concert facility. I’m sold, even though I’ll pick my spots when attending.

Morrissey's March show there is sold out, and that's a great place for him. But I wonder if the place will feel cavernous a la Harper's Ferry when a smaller band like Cut Copy is in there. You can close off the balconies, but it's still a huge room and shit like Matt & Kim has no business being on a stage that size. But we'll see, and I hope it retains a club vibe for club-sized bands.

As for the bash, Saturday’s party was better than I ever expected it could be, and while I didn’t pay attention to a lick of the snooze-inducing music, the combination of open bar, tasty-ass hors d’oeuvres and the right “scene” folk made it the party to be at. When the main room – which, honestly, is just Avalon with an elevated ceiling, balconies and a fancy paint job – got stuffy, the side restaurant party was a needed escape.

In there, the young fuck-ups and Boston alt-media seemed to hide, with people from the Weekly Dig, Phoenix, ‘FNX, ‘BCN and other joints all carousing and getting their drink on. I’m sure the Aerosmiths and Whalbergs and Jasper Whites were holed up in the VIP room and balconies, but who gives a shit?

As expected, my lady Brigid was the Belle of the Ball with her weird ass bird-feather head piece and Yves gown, which drew the rapt attention of everyone in each room and drew drooling photogs from Boston Magazine, Boston Common, and a host of others. So, uh, look for the Brangelina of Boston indie in next month’s issues, lolz, and a fashion review of Saturday on That Tip later this week.

So yeah, good times all around Saturday, with a nightcap at Circus that started with hearing Cascade’s “Every Time We Touch” in the cab ride over and concluded with chow-down on BonChon when arriving home. Seriously, life is just the Best Shit Ever.

On That Tip style spread

Direct all fashion attention over to On That Tip, where I shot a few images for the premiere of my lady's monthly style editorial, dubbed "The Look." Shot in the back alley of our Allston apartment this past Sunday with the male persuasion of one Marc Spellen, the styles were straight off the Rescue rack, and yes it was as cold as Brigid is hot.

HELLAUXX relaunch Jan. 28

Around the world, the term HELLAUXX/HELLEAUX might be recognized as common gay slang, but here in Boston is means one thing: ferocious motherfucking electro dance party.

Yes, I know this shit is still a few weeks away, but 1) it features my woman, 2) Rogue Waves always kill it and 3) this party rules. Now it hops the river from E-Room over to my hood, the Jan. 28 launch party kickstarting a bi-weekly schedule. Jay K the DJ is an added bonus.

Sushi coma on a Wednesday night? Well then, hellauxx.

July 14: The Death Set, Mae Shi & Me

Click Clash @ the pill 02.29

Local fashion blog Click/Clash hit up the pill last Friday, and I spy Clementine, Mark and JUSTINcredible. (Yes, I know someone called JUSTINcredible... He's mad chill.)

Mod crashes Newbury Street

Mod life crashes down on Newbury Street, breaking out of the Allston Village and Central Square pockets for the stylized masses on the stylized strip. (And with it comes my first professional photo credit... cause bylines are just so 2007!)

Images from Maud Night at G2O Salon

Last night I was on Newbury Street covering (and, uh, boozing it up at) the G2O Salon's "Maud Night" fashion show (the 338 building on the Mass Ave side of Life), featuring the stylized head work of new hair designer Alexander James Maud. My "review," if you will, will appear in tomorrow's Herald, but I was granted permission to post the photos the paper didn't want in my blog. Yes, I'm now taking photographs as well.

Hotline vs Seamless

Another day, another Hotline column: Cassavettes alive, Piebald farewell, big ticket concerts coming to Boston.

Also, tonight Queen B and I are going to the Seamless: Computational Couture fashion show at the Museum of Science. It's already sold out, so it might be fun, though I'm skeptical about this "wearable technology" tagline. Maybe Boston should worry about "wearable anything" before looking to the future. BUt hey, Steven from Project Runway 4 is emcee, and Red Sox pitcher Manny Decarmen is one of the models. We'll see.