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Our man Scott has posted the Twin Keys footage he shot from the Monkeytown show. This particular video is our full set. He also has the full footage of Bathysphere, Tamara and Jeremy, and Jordan Mamone. We’ll edit together the best bits and post them as a recap.

This weekend J and I had a really energetic practice. It was the first such practice in some time, as I had been away for a while. We’re gearing up to record and then hit up some more shows. You’ll be hearing about it…

Twin Keys,
originally uploaded by The Freshmaker.

It was the night of the first big snow in some time. Just driving around Brooklyn to put away our gear and drop people off after the show was hellish. (Crap, it took me until 6am to get back to Central NJ!)

Still, it was a great show. I am told we managed to sell out, and even had a waiting list. And even if we didn’t, I could still do no less than thank everyone, artists and attendees alike. J manages to put it better than me:
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It has been seven years and a day since the last time Twin Keys played a show. In that time I’d say we have evolved. We invite you to see:

Monkeytown is not like any any venue we’ve played before (hence the need to evolve). Read the rest of this entry »

J was talking about a photo exhibit planned at the Brooklyn Museum (if I recall correctly), themed “The New Face of Brooklyn”. When I looked out of the window and saw this, I was reminded of that theme.

Twin Keys is now practicing in a space in Greenpoint that faces this building, adorned with its aged star. Just beside, and (maybe) below, are signs of the new. Looking on from across the river is the Empire State Building, indifferent to these upstart new buildings.

I guess indifference is better than rage. Some of that construction extols the street life of parts of Brooklyn as a selling point, as if their shimmering glass and metal buildings seemlessly integrate into it. And, at prices far beyond the reach of those who actually created said street life, it’s no wonder indifference turns to rage.

But the new practice space is great. So much room, so much sunlight streaming in. And the acoustics are enough to restore my faith in my thirteen-some-odd year old Pearl Export kit.

It is the day after Daylight Savings Time began. There is still light in the sky as I look out of my office window. Indeed, the sky is blue with whispy clouds.

But I’m sipping hot chocolate.

From an oversized Santa Claus mug.

It seems wrong.

But the hot chocolate tastes nonetheless good. And the trees are still bare. I guess these are clues.