hammerkatz... killin' zombies

Pictures (top to bottom): Daniel kicked some zombie ass, "this is a rape!", dun dun DUN - "we look awesome", dun dun DUN - "shit we posed again", sime likes music and being bloody.

Yeh?!?

WOOOOOOO WEE!!

That was one hell of a show! I wanna thank everyone who came. We do it for YOU guys.

Especially the blood. All for you baby.

So here are some pics I took at a rehearsal for this show. Now you will know what goes on in the secret world of the Hammerkatz...






Old people are funny.


Brad likes to ruin pictures becuase he's a doo-doo head.


That girl isn't wearing any pants.


Harry does his Marlon Brando.


I think it might be both.


Mort. HAH!


It's not just fun and games folks.


Helen's a hussy.


She don't fuck around.


Ahh, the memories....



So that's that. Thank you all again and be sure not to miss our next show, Hammerkatz on Ice: A Holiday Extravaganza!

Water is wet.

I am defying Lauren and writing a music post.

YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!!! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANTS!!!!

Anywho, there's this band called Thee More Shallows and they have this album they was just released titled More Deep Cuts.





This album is very good.

What's it like you ask?

A little hard to describe, I say.
The music is very beautiful, fierce, and at times eerie.
The guy's voice is like a mix of...Ben Gibbard, Sufjan Stevens, and Jason Lytle of Grandaddy. He's likes to sing in hushed tone often.

But don't take MY word for it, listen for yourself kiddies!!!

"Freshman Thesis"

"2 AM"

Click em and devour. Then I suggest you get the whole album and have seconds, thirds, etc until you explode.

In a good way.



That is all compadres.




Hope to see you all at the show.

I will give you much candy if you come. It's right here in my van.
Just come on in.
Your mom? She told me to come pick you up. She's stuck at work.
You like lollipops? I have a lot of lollipops.
Yea...that's it....

syracuse is effing cold.

and not just the weather folks - soooo our trip to SU was this weekend and it was eventful indeed. many posts will follow i'm sure - but here's some pictures from our trip back today.
here's matthew driving (we almost died like 10 times)..
robbie, why art thou so afraid? tis only a silly english ki-nigit (yeah.. monty python fans)
yeah so.. vince the pizza prince is a tyrant - donald ended up paying $50 for a pizza. he took the better part of an hour.
who wants to work in a castle??
more pictures to follow..

Polaroids are rad.

This here photo is of fellow Hammerkatz members Alex and Rachel. They are admiring art. Or maybe they're laughing at it. You can't really tell from the back of their heads.


I hope this has been as gratifying an experience for you as it has been for me.



Expect more artsy pics from me in the future.





FIN

I'm just sayin...

I like to think of myself as an actor.

That is why I am here at NYU; I am studying acting here at Tisch.

My first year here I was constantly surrounded by fellow actors and Tischies in all my classes. For the most part, I enjoyed being in the Tisch bubble.

This year things are a little different.

I am taking Intro to Psych because I am very interested in the human psyche and behavior. It compliments acting quite well.

Because of this connection, there are several of us acting students in my Intro to Psych recitation.

I immediately regret grouping myself with the other acting students because they are (to be blunt) very obnoxious. No, wait...extremely obnoxious.

These are kids who in high school might be called "drama fags". I use this term for lack of a better one. I mean not to offend.

They are unnecessarily loud, rude, full of themselves, and might I add, stupid.
I usually don't pass such judgement upon people but they have annoyed the living fuck out of me for the past 6 weeks.
I feel bad for everyone else in the class who isn't an irritating wanna-be actor. These quiet individuals are there because maybe someday they'll be a psychologist, researcher, doctor, social worker, etc and they want to get the most out of the class. I feel they are unable to do that because these idiots are constantly taking up the short time we have with their inane questions and unwarrented laughter. I really thought I escaped from these people when I left high school.

It seems they constantly, chatter away in an asinine fashion solely because they are too goddamn stupid to realize they exist so they have to hear sound come out of their empty heads to confirm their futile existance.

I am grateful that in my studio there are none of these sort of people. I am part of a respectful and intelligent bunch that doesn't need constant attention thrown at them. I like that.

Now, if you are one of these "drama fags", I have one piece of advice for you:

SHUT! THE! FUCK! UP!!!!

Seriously. No one gives a shit about how you're the "class greeter for the day". Just fucking stop it.

Now that that's settled, I have a date with one Chan Marshall.



Here's here new song off her soon-to-be released album.
Relish it, bathe in it, eat it for fucking dinner. It's THAT good.

The Greatest - Cat Power.


That was my rant. I hope you learned something.


Especially YOU!

Hollywood grabs deep within its colon and produces another masterpiece.

I have receieved information about a film coming out next year starring Samuel L. Jackson (once a respected actor) that is incredible.


I mean incredible in the worst way.



The film, is titled "Snakes on a Plane". It is a very ingenious title as you will soon find out.

The plot summary?

And I quote: "On board a flight over the Pacific Ocean, an assassin, bent on killing a passenger who's a witness in protective custody, let loose a crate full of deadly snakes."

No, it is NOT a comedy. It's listed as a Horror/Thriller/Action.

Don't believe me?
Then go here you stuborrn ass.

I wonder how much money Sam L. Jackson has lost to gambling/whores/drugs to justify him being in this.

The director, David R. Ellis, had directed such modern classics as Final Destination II and Homeward Bound II: Lost in San Francisco. Ahh yes. The city of...lost talking dogs.


Hey, maybe it'll be...good.

I won't judge until I see the film. Or...just the trailer.

Or maybe even, the poster.
Nonetheless, I want a "Snakes on a Plane" tshirt for my birthday/xmas, which just happens to be the same day.


Alright, I'll end this entry before I ramble off into a history of the miracle of my birth bla bla, messiah....savior, whatever.

And on that note, here's an mp3 you should download. That's all I'll say.

Noah's Ark - Cocorosie.

I'm out bitches!

Is there lipstick on my nose?

Those of us lucky and cool enough to go see Regina Spektor tonight @ Skirball know how special that woman is.


It was part of the NYU Low-Decibel Notes From the Underground concert series. That means that the music is soooo cool that the notes are....low and...umm.....un...umm...they can't be...heard?
I don't know. I didn't name it. Leave me alone.

Anywho, Regina Spektor was amazing and adorable. She played a bunch of new songs that sounded quite awesome, as did the songs from previous albums. I was really close to the stage (second row bitches!), so it was wonderful and felt kinda intimate. Too bad the Skirball is ridiculously huge for something like this.

The best part is her mother was sitting RIGHT behind me. I resisted looking back at her during the song in which Regina sang "Two people next door are fucking to my song" to see her reaction. Hmm.

One thing I really do dislike at concerts is when people shout out names of songs they want to hear played, as if it's fucking TRL or some shit. Someone did that at one point early on and she said, ok and played that song. Since that seemed to work people thought it was ok to keep doing it. Later on while a bunch of people we're shrieking out song titles one guy said, you can play whatever you want and Regina liked that. I guess this modern, consumer culture has taught us that we always get what we want, so we must DEMAND it. People don't think that mayb, just maybe she might have a set list and want to play certain songs. Whatever. I'm over it! I really am!!

Oh, I forgot to mention the guy that opened for her: Micheal something-or-other...I can't recall his last names. He sang nautical love songs while playing a ukelele. This is the second time I've seen a show at NYU where the opening act played solely a ukelele. What the hell is going on?!? He was good nonetheless. He had a good sense of humor and was a good songwriter.

So yea, all in all a fantastic show! I wish I took a camera because I was in a prime spot to take pictoors. If anyone out there in cyberland reading this took any pics or snuck in a video camera and recorded some footage...send some my way:
simester@nyu.edu

Let's hope the next Low Decibel Animal Sounds Ground Rumble Coolnes concert is jsut as good.

And with twice as many ukeleles.




au revoir

oh sime

in response to sime's post - i recently was told that mixtapes are illegal, much like downloaded music and burned cds.. all i'm saying is that if gov't cracks down on the mixtape scene, relationships are seriously going to suffer... cause i mean, do you ever really know a person until you've listened to their mixtape? it's like the sparknotes of their soul.

think about it.

Freshman

Hi y'all. I'm Rachel Bloom...a new member of the team. And the only freshman, I believe. I'm scared and lonely, so be my friend and use my willingness for servitude to your advantage. You know. Tell me to get pizza, clean your socks, do away with a family member...I'm a dishrag.

In all seriousness, I'm really happy to be a part of the team. My goals include

1. Not screwing up

Uh, that's the only goal for right now.

As they said in the 60's: "Peace out."

As they said in the 90's: "Do you think the Spice Girls will be together forevor?"

As they say now: "Bye."

Handjobs for the Holidays.

So today I did one of my favorite things to do here in New York City.

I strolled on over to Other Music and bought some cds using the mighty, and often misunderstood Campus Cash.

My mission, once I arrived, was to obtain the new Broken Social Scene album.

If you do not know who Broken Social Scene is, then you are seriously deprived. Go out and buy their last album,You Forgot it In People. It's one of my favorite albums of all-time. Plus they're Canadian. Cmon.

How does this one compare to their last album you ask?

Well, I've only listened to it once, but I do like it. However, I would say that You Forgot it in People has a more memorable and classic feel to it. This one seems more....fun, I guess you'd say. Maybe I just need to listen to it a few more times and let it soak into ma bones.

I would recommend it. Especially as stocking stuffers or to give to trick-or-treaters.

That concludes my weekly music report.

Tune in next week when I discuss the essentials of the perfect mixtape.



Adieu.

300+

my darlings i do have a task for you
our facebook group "hammerkatz nyu"
needs have 300 members, or ev'n more,
by our next show - october 29th.
if this you all complete by that set date
a special prize we will have for you all!

join up, one and all. we love you.

exposition

Well.

Let's see how this goes...


Hi, my name is Sime Viduka. I'm...new here.
I'm...I'm...so, super...glad that I have become a Hammerkat...katz...umm...yea...


Uh...that wasn't so...bad...





And now with the glory of the magical Google image search we can find out what a hammerkat actually looks like:

Sure.


I really don't have anything to say.
Unless anyone has any questions about me. Like for example, what I like to do on my spare time? What do I look for in a life partner? Who the fuck stole my laundry hamper?

That last question I cannot answer....for I do not know.


Now that I've completely soiled the Hammerkatz name with this mindless blog, I'll end with another nonsensical picture. Because I like those:

Hail mighty synth.


Catch ya on the flip side.