10 Best Lessons Learned at This Year's Jelly NYC Shows

Photo Credit - Our good friend Sheena Beaston

We have thoroughly enjoyed a whirlwind summer of Sunday concerts brought to us by the fabulous folks at Jelly NYC and Tell All Your Friends PR. ONE MORE LEFT?! We learned a few things. Did a few things we regret. Looked at a lot of pretty things. Heard some good music and some shit music. Found ourselves needing an agent to approve candid press photos. Chewed some things that energized us briefly. Learned that publicity is a fine art and rain is a bastard. And that we would never wish working the door at the All Saints Lounge upon anyone (Shelly we solute you.) This year's Jelly shows were the equivalent of going to day camp -- good times, noodle salad.

And for all that, we've decided to compile our list of the 10 Best Lessons Learned at This Year's Jelly NYC Shows:

10. Vita Coco trumps all.
9. Energy drinks should be relegated to liquid form only!
8. Lee Fields can still bring the funk and soul even in the rain, so can Chromeo?
7. The @Allsaints_ Lounge will turn you on to fashion and make you desire to date models exclusively if applicable...thanks for that.
6. The Strange Boys record well. Period.

Check out the Top 5 after the jump! Cumulative summer photos to come. Retweet this! Again, special thanks to @tayfpr and @jellynyc!


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5. Everyone we know is a lush, including us and we love that.
4. Plastic Adirondack chairs can only support a certain size person.
3. Grog gets you drunk while protecting from scurvy.
2. Even the rain doesn't keep the New York Times away.
1. Mad Men is much much better when drunk.

CMJ Hangover 2008: Most Surprisingly Fun Showcase

Terror Pigeon Dance Revolt (Luaka Bop)

Perhaps it was the buzz from a days worth of cheap beer, but the most fun we had all week was at the Luaka Bop showcase at Santos Party house on Friday. The DJ was spinning some great tunes from their back catalog as things began to materialize seemingly out of nowhere. All of the sudden my compatriot was wearing a snakeskin jacket (with zipper) and a blond wig. Soon, members of the band Terror Pigeon Dance Revolt had outfitted half the audience with costumes... wigs, hats, inflatable-pink dogs and monkeys. Then, as the music began (which can be described as pseudo annoying dance music for the nerdier sorts, with hints of catchy-ass Latin rhythms thrown in) the lead singer appeared draped in a suit of stuffed animals. Add confetti shot from fans and we had a regular Flaming Lips- style dance party on our hands. It continued for about 20 minutes, with the protagonist eventually changing into a suit of Christmas lights. Then, abruptly the show was over. It was perfect. There was no real opportunity to grasp what was going on, nor for it to go stale. As surprisingly as they had come, Terror Pigeon Dance Revolt were gone. We can't say their new 3-inch record thrills us all that much, but for a Friday evening at 6:30pm, their set was the perfect pregame cocktail. Thanks to Tell All Your Friends PR for this one!
Photo credit - thepiratehat (from Death by Audio August show)