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TONIGHT InnerPartySystem is playing at Pianos!!! 8 PM!!! EARLY SHOW!!!! EARLY SHOW!!!! EARLY SHOW!!!! EARLY SHOW!!!! check out this video of them performing at Annex during CMJ Check out these target="_blank">great photos that Meik took last week at the Annex:

The Agora Ballroom and The Photo Atlas LOVE YOU and want you to come to a show on us!

Add both The Agora Ballroom and The Photo Atlas to your top friends on your myspace account, print out the page, bring it to the box office Friday, October 12 and receive a FREE ticket to the show…it’s that easy!

See you at the show, and if not, you’re not at THE place to be on a Friday night. 

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Please take a second to vote for Schoolyard Heroes to win this week's MTVu's The Freshmen by CLICKING HERE.

I created some new Stolen Transmission T-Shirts that I'll have for sale temporarily on CafePress. I think I'll have this design up for about two weeks, so nerds, buy them while you can.Here is the design: Here are some select designs you can pick up:

On my sidekick newsroom, i've subscribed to the following RSS feeds:
Yahoo!News
Yahoo!Science News
PerezHilton.com
CNN.com (though, i might unsubscribe to that since it only give 2 sentences and that's it! i cant even click on a link to go to a story!)
BoingBoing.net

BoingBoing is amazing. it's so random and ridiculous and right up my alley. It was via Boingx2 that i found out about LOLBible. Oh wonderful world! I can now has genessus?

Genesis 18
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1 Noaw Abraham waz chillin and TEH D00D waz liek "Oh Hai"

2 But wen Abraham waz 2 liek "Oh hai" ther waz 3 doodz and he waz leik "WTF" n he pwned hisself

3 He sed "D00d, Srsly, hang out

4 You can has water and rest

5 And you can haz cheezburgr." And 3 doodz sed "thas coo"

6 K so Abraham went to Sarah and waz liek "Maek som cookies!"

7 And he went to hiz cows and made teh best one teh ded 4 to eat

8 And he sed to 3 doodz "here, you can has"

9 N tehy wer liek "Wher ur woman?" And Abraham sed "ovar ther"

10 N sed "Srsly, when we com bak she gonna be teh preggers" Adn Sarah herd this

11 BTW: Abraham n Sarah wer teh OLD, Srsly, and Sarah waz to old 4 teh babyz

12 And Sarah LOLed and waz liek "WTF!? NO WAI! WE R TEH OLD!!11 LOL"

13 And TEH D00D sed 2 Abraham "WTF, Y she LOLed?

14 Nothin iz inposbell 4 TEH D00D, srsly, she gon be teh preggers!"

15 And Sarah waz liek "I no LOLed" Ann he waz liek "yea u did" 

So tomorrow night, it's gonna be pretty crazy at Angels & Kings. I'm djing there from 8:30 - 4am. Nightmare of You's Brandon Reilly will be helping me out.

But here's the important info:

DELL LOUNGE IS SPONSORING AN OPEN BAR OF BEER AND WELL DRINKS FROM 830 - 11PM!!! AND THE PARTY GOES ON TIL 4AM

fuck yeah. Everyone that comes will get one or two drink tickets. holla!




I went to AK on tuesday for the Cartel afterparty... which turned out to be a fuck load of fun thanks to Trainwreck Tuesdays.

As i walked up to the bar, i was greeted by Josh Madden (aka the vicar for old school readers). We were talking for a while when we were moved to the corner of the block by the security guard cause naturally, Chris Black was laughing too loud and causing a disturbance.

While we were standing there, Nick Stern, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's manager came walking around the corner. "Hey Nick! Long time no see! how are you?"
"Is Angels and Kings here?"
"Yeah. You coming in?"
That's when nick went into how he was given the wrong directions from Mark from Blink... and couldnt wait to greet them at the corner to laugh at his group for going the wrong way.

I didnt get what he meant by "Tom from Blink"... but then Tom DeLong walked up and i was like "oooohhhhhh blink182." he was with his new band Angels and Airwaves and coincidently my old buddy Simon White who manages Bloc Party and discovered this band called Black Kids. I obviously took this opportunity to yell out "I love Black Kids!"

One of the dudes in A&A, David, was talking to Josh cos i guess they knew each other through Josh's brother's band. I gave josh a huge hug (it's been awhile since i've seen my old friend) and walked off, but instantly turned around and decided to spend more time talking to josh. I walked into a conversation josh was having with David where he was trying to help him jog his memory of why i might look familiar. Finally David goes "oooooh! didnt you guys used to make out?"

Haha.

About that moment, Brian Battjer and Matt Rubano walked up from behind after seeing Darjeeling Limited... and of course matt knew david from touring. so it was me, josh, matt, and brian and david who is a giant looked like a dad talking to school kids. Gabe Seporta took Polaroids of us like some creepy photo blogger. I'm expecting to see that shit on buzznet or something.

Brian pulled out of his backpack a fun cupcake, which i nommed on. It was delicious and an hour later I was delighted. Once I finally decided to walk into AK, i went over to say hi to Jeff Lett from Cartel to thank him for letting me sleep in his bed while he was on tour and i was in Atlanta and apologized for possibly making his pillows smell like hair... jeff is bald. it seemed funny to me. I have a bad sense of humor.

A bunch of kids were requesting the worst music from jeff. sometimes i dont get why people request the songs they request... but whatever. Erica Are I got drinks and danced in our seats. Tom DeLong danced, which was cute to see cos i've always thought he was adorable even though i've never been the biggest blink182 fan.

By the end of the night... 3:30 (what the fuck was i doing there so late?), Ryland Cobra and I got a great view of Jeff Lett and a girl making out on some couch. I took a picture of them and they didnt notice even though i was a foot away. So we just sat there cheering them on like fucking immature turds. At times I thought that Jeff could see us and was putting on a show, but last night he didnt even remember any of that happening. I think he appreciated the photo i sent his manager.

Anyway... that was a TUESDAY night without free booze. think about what a friday night will be WITH free booze? crazy shit.

So I've been hesitating from saying anything about this because I didnt want to add fuel to the fire... and while all of me believes in the 1st amendment right to say whatever you want -- positive or negative -- about whatever you want, I didn't want to give gawker, or whomever, fodder for their relentless criticism that's always misdirected.

But anyway... here it is: There are these parents in this country who are trying to get Schoolyard Heroes banned. WTF!? is that even possible anymore? There's like 5 pages of signatures! I just can't believe it. Tipper Gore is too busy for this BS, right?

The only time my parents ever got upset with something i was listening to was "Closer" by nine inch nails... and that was because it came on the radio in the middle of a fight my mom and i were having over the fact that i cut off all my hair and dyed it black -- save for a tragic skunk strip in the front -- when i was 15. When the song came on the radio my mom couldnt believe what i was listening to. That happened exactly at the moment Trent said "I wanna ugh you like an animalllllll."

Anyway, these people think that my little bubs in Schoolyard Heroes are trying to spread Satan's message. Are you kidding?!

But then, there was a clip of their next video that i saw for "Dude, where's my skin?" and i'm kinda worried that that label will just continue to stick with them. it was this incredibly disturbing sequence involving Ryann the singer and every time i watch it, it's like the equivelent of touching a wound even thought you know it'll hurt you. It was like smelling something that you know stinks. You can't stop doing it even though you know you should. And then i keep on wanting other people to experience this with me, so i call them into my office, and as if i'm sharing my snuff porn collection with them, i show them the minute long clip and then they look at me with this look of disturbance and disgust and want to watch it again. The band's publicist, Adesina, who is black, actually turned white. I couldnt believe it. She screamed and said she had to stop watching it and ran out of my office. I felt almost guilty.

So i'm stuck with a dilemma. Do i pull the plug on this video? I mean, there are people who work with the band who cant watch it without getting ill and threatening to puke. I, myself, have seen this clip about 20 times and still turn pale and have to put my head down for a moment everytime I see it. My friends whom i say "this will disturb you are you sure you want to see this?" chastise me for not warning them ahead of time. I watched this video so many times that I had to promise myself not to watch it again until the finished video was delivered at the end of this week because the last time i watched it i got the idea to pull the scissors from my desk and bring it to my skin to see blood, turning numb to the pain. That shit is fucked up, right?

All weekend long, I kept on hearing their lyrics run through my mind ("You're so dead to me /I want to see you suffering for me" and "Take off your skin and dance with me / cut out your tongue and sing for me") and i'm thinking that I've been duped and maybe these parents are right and maybe I'm going to be somewhat directly responsible for someone having the same ideas as me. But then I call the band to get an update on how their tour is going and they're on their way to the modern art museum in chicago and they're the sweetest hearts of sweet. God, I love them.

PS. Their album is now available in the UK -- along with ALL stolen transmission releases!!!!

Schoolyard Heroes are about to become your favorite band and i bet you didnt know it!

Check out their video for "The Plastic Surgery Hall of Fame" by clicking here.

Their new album, Abominations, is out now. buy it on iTunes. it'll melt your face.

<a href="http://www.schoolyardheroes.com">Schoolyard
Heroes</a> are about to become your favorite band and i bet you
didnt know it!<br><br>Check out <a
href="http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=17830805">their
video for "The Plastic Surgery Hall of Fame" by clicking
here</a>.<br><br>Their new album, <span
style="font-style: italic;">Abominations</span>, is out now.
buy it on iTunes. it'll melt your face.<br><br><img
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It's been a weird past few days and I've been playing catchup with a lot of people/bands. Apart from being in Seattle last week, meeting crazies, getting my wisdom teeth out and being harassed, it was also Yom Kippur.

My Yom Kippur was a bit weird this year since I had to eat a very little bit of food because I was on several medications and didn't want to get ill. So I had four slices of bread and prayed that my sins would still be absolved. I thought about the things I did wrong in the past year and anyone I may have hurt intentionally or unintentionally. I hoped for forgiveness from them. I probably should've written them letters or something. I was worried that my eating would cause repercussions via God and bad luck would head my way. This shit keeps me up at night.

I started feeling these weird feelings while I was walking around my apartment on Saturday afternoon. With one slice of bread/dread in my body, I was feeling sharp pangs of pain in my chest. It felt like I was getting the heinrich maneuver every four minutes from an invisible friend. I would be standing in my bathroom brushing my teeth and step back in pain. Walking out the door, i'd nearly fallen backwards from this sensation. Arriving at Shul I complained to my mom of chest pains, she complained of some as well and decided it was nerves and lack of caffeine.

For the next few days the pains increased for me and was causing me to be distracted at work. I had called my oral surgeon to see if it was a possible side effect of medication or if i had been dying or what. The receptionist suggested I call my family doctor immediately and get it checked out. Just as I was going to call my mom, I saw on my caller ID that she was calling.

"Hey Mom! I was just about to call you!"
"Sarah, it's Albert [my oldest brother]."
"Oh hey! How's it going? What you doing with Mom?"
"Don't get worried, because she's ok, but Mom had a small heartattack."
"What? Oh my God. She's ok? You promise?"
"Yes. She's at Englewood Hospital."

And that's when the waterworks just started to pour out. God, my mom is the most important thing to me in my life. Without her, I would be absolutely lost in my life. She's always there for me and so supportive and ready to take care of me or clean up any mess I make. I was losing my mind at the idea of possibly losing her.

I got to the hospital and immediately went into my weird panic mode where I try to make people laugh. She told me that she had a balloon put in her, so I asked if they had a clown do it. Shit like that.

But now she's home. She's doing good. A lot slower paced than before. Me and my brothers went to my mom and dad's for Sukkot and never have I been so thankful to be able to sit down at their table and eat with her.

By the way, it turns out my chest pains was from my esophagus contracting (every four fucking minutes!), combined with heartburn!

Here are some photos I've been meaning to post:


My oldest brother Albert.




My Mom! <3



Erica Are I, Gurj, and Jonah ... probably at Angels and Kings




Todd Weinstock DJing at some bar.




Me with my handsome Permanent ME boys in Alex's office.




My Brother Lawrence singing David Bowie at Angels and Kings as part of a SPIN karaoke  event.




Patrick Stump doing the same.




THIS IS THE BEST PHOTO I'VE EVER TAKEN. These kids had the best style ever. I found them on 42nd Street in front of a theater. Check out their fucking pose!

Karen+1 will be making her re-appearance at Angels & Kings on Friday! Horay! This is after a 3 week adventure in the UK where she managed to snag a topless photo of CoffinJoe, and a two weeks of being a jew with her moms uptown. BUT GUESS WHAT?! Karen just got a new job at Blender blogging from the road, so she'll be gone for like a bagillion years after this week. Which will leave me as just a lone tart with maybe my boyfriend in Karen's spot until November. SO COME WELCOME KAREN BACK/BID HER BON VOYAGE! ON FRIDAY!

Meanwhile, I'll be getting flown econo-class to Hotlanta to DJ Chris Black's birthday party... which will be taking place at someone's house and is getting covered by the Atlanta weekly paper. THIS IS HOW WE DO IT. If you're in Atlanta, you should come.

This is an unpaid internship in New York City. We treat our interns very well and sometimes they've moved up in the ranks and got paid. I started out as an unpaid intern and had about 10 unpaid internships and now i'm making paper, so no whiners and unappreciative people.

I'm looking for 3 different kinds of interns:

1. An intern who knows your basic HTML (You can learn basic HTML by going to webmonkey), and can help update/maintain social networking sites like MySpace, PureVolume, Virb, Facebook, and YouTube. if you are that kid that spends all day long on messageboards and livejournal, WE WANT YOU

2. An intern who can do graphic design. We constantly need online/offline flyers made. Also, if we need a tshirt made for an artist, you can have your big break since we'll probably come to you first. Then you have some tshirt for your resume and you can get a paid gig somewhere. Trust me, this happens if you're patient. We will also need you to work with the intern that's working on socialnetworking pages so that you two can make shit look awesome.

3. An intern who knows how to do video editing and likes to shoot short videos for fun. When our bands come to town, we like to shoot them (not in the face, but to film, or whatever). Sometimes they come to the office, perform in random places, and other random shit. We'd need you to film that stuff, edit it, and have fun. If you're really good, maybe we'll send you out on the road with a band to shoot them on tour. Who knows, the possibilities are endless and it's all about what you bring to the table.

IMPORTANT SHIT TO KNOW:
All interns need to be 18+... at least ideally.
All interns need a personal laptop that they can bring into the office to use.
Ability to come to the ST NYC office at least 2 days a week.
We don't offer college credit for this internship, but shit will look sick on your resume.
If you want college credit, then you can possibly get an Island internship, which really isn't as fun as an ST one.
<b>if you are under 18 and/or dont live in nyc but think you want to dedicate your free time/life to helping out ST.... then reach out anyway... but you need to be like, the queen/king of myspace/messageboards/facebook etc for us to consider you. i dont mean likeyou need to have a plethora of friends, you just need to be really good at the internets</b>

ALL POTENTIAL INTERNS READ THIS
i don't want any turds that have never heard of the strokes, interpol, or the arcade fire, and think that maroon 5 is new music. i have NOTHING against Maroon5 and would one day love to stare at the singer in the flesh, but they've been around for a while. you can like shitty emo music and i wont hate you... as long as it's good shitty emo music and not for real shitty emo music.

IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN AN INTERNSHIP, PLEASE EMAIL SOME SORT OF RESUME TO JOANNA@STOLENTRANSMISSION.COM
Do not email me asking for the internship. i'm really busy and disorganized.

Thanks! i love you.
Sarah Lewitinn

So today I went in for my follow up exam.  As I laid in the examination chair my oral surgeon greeted me and said "So, you're not going to work today?"

"Oh, I am. Right after I leave here."
"But you're..." his voice trailed off as he looked my outfit up and down, stopping at my motorcycle-ish boots that i stole from gurj that she got from Forever21.
"Not dressed for work?"
"Uh... well, you're not wearing... You're going to work?"
"Yeah, it's a very casual office."
"I just figured the dress you wore last time was your work attire."
"Really? Um, no. I can wear whatever I like."
"So what do you do at work?"
"Release records. Market those records. Deal with all the aspects of that."

To which he asked me to explain more about... which I tried.

The schoolyard heroes album is out now. buy it on itunes.

watch this video of them performing my favorite song on the album "violence is all the rage"! it's kinda like what would happen if karen o and gerard way had a band instead of a baby.

WATCH IT

here's another song that i love taken from their cd release instore in seattle. this song is straight up musical style.

WATCH THE "SCREAMING 'THEATRE' IN A CROWDED FIRE"

In case you wondering what former Suede guitarist Bernard Butler has been up to, he's been working with this artist that's signed to Island/Mercury named Duffy, who is apparently this teenaged girl from England. She's got this creepy haunted voice but looks like a doll. When we were in Miami for some A&R conference, Dave Massey played us a song they did together called "Rockferry" that was absolutely stunning. I listened to it about 30 times in one day and I think that when it gets out there, people will be floored. Anyway, check out this video of Butler and Duffy doing "Syrup and Honey".

WATCH IT HERE

And for shits and giggles, remember American Gladiator? Nick Snow sent this to me today and it's just absolutely classic:

WATCH THAT HERE

I just created a new daily blog called <a href="http://iwannabeyourdognyc.blogspot.com" target="_blank">I Wanna Be Your Dog NYC</a>.

It's really just a reason for me to post photos of all the dogs I meet in the city when I walk around. I hope you enjoy it.

By the way, my mouth is doing great. On thursday, like i mentioned, i got my 2 bottom wisdom teeth removed. This has been something i've been putting off for about 6 years -- since i got my braces taken off when I was about 21 (i had them put on when I was 19 when I got a freelance job and could finally afford braces because before then my parents couldnt afford 'em). I didn't get my wisdom teeth taken out... again, cause my family couldn't afford the procedure, and then I just ignored the fact that they needed to come out until it got to the point where it wasn't avoidable anymore. So my parents chipped in and helped pay for their removal which was really nice. I dont have health insurance or dental insurance, so the $2100 that it cost was a bit hard on the wallet.

Anyway, when I sat in the chair, the oral surgeon -- whom i've never met in my life -- was like "have you ever had sweet gas before?" I told him that I didnt think so, but wasn't positive. He then asked "Have you ever had whip-its? It's kinda like that." And again, I replied that I never have done whip-its, because, well, i havent. Then his really bizarre response to that was "Oh, so you just look like you like to take drugs. I guess that's because you work in the music industry." I smiled uncomfortably, and said "I guess so, Sir. I'm really nervous, so can we please get started?"

It took about 15 minutes to remove the two wisdom teeth, which I soundtracked with "Intervention" by the Arcade Fire. I played the song three times in a row, trying to ignore the slightly aggressive way in which he pricked my cheek with painkiller, almost to prove that I couldnt feel anything... even though I slightly could and was letting him know this by pained grunts every so often.

When we were done, I let him know that Vicoden would possibly not be strong enough. Again, he replied with a somewhat awkward implication that he thinks I'm a drug addict. "Oh yeah, you know from experience that vicoden isn't strong enough for you? How? You take it a lot?"
"No Sir, I've had a couple of rootcanals and so I know this from experience."
"Sure you do. OK, I'll give you something strong."
I mean, the guy did an exray on my mouth. He could see that I clearly wasnt lying.

So after the procedure was done, I was so out of it and weirded out by the experience that I forgot to ask them to call a car for me like Brandon told me to do. So I walked out and staggered along 57th Street with my face swollen, blood dried up in little reseviors leading from my mouth, and an icepack to my face. I tried to hail a cab, but every time I saw one, I wasnt quick enough to get to it before someone else did, and I couldnt call out for one because i couldn't really open my mouth.

My brother Lawrence called to let me know that he and his girlfriend drove by Brandon's work and honked his horn and screamed his name to get his attention and drive off like teenagers, and I told him that I was stuck in midtown without a cab and too fucked up to take a subway. So he drove up and got me from the duane reede I stumbled into to get my meds and took me home.

When Brandon got home he found me face down in a pillow with my butt in the air like an ostrich, screaming in pain. I guess my dr had prescribed me weak pain meds and strong ones, and I took the weak ones thinking they were generic percocets. I started crying for him to find me mashed potatoes cos I was starving. I cried like a baby for a half hour and took some of the other pain meds, the oxycodone, and about 2 hours later I was feeling good enough to go to the Schoolyard Heroes show at the Annex. Obviously, they were amazing... which was a relief. I love that band and nothing was going to keep me from one of their NYC shows.

The next day, the swelling had gotten a whole lot worse, as did the pain. I laid in bed and watched the entire first season of "Greek" which i bought from iTunes and HIGHLY recommend you check out if you can. I then attempted to eat some food for the Yom Kippur fast... which was REALLY hard since i couldnt really chew much. I popped some vikes and headed to Shul for Kol Nidre and I was high as a fucking kite while sitting in the pews with my mom. Oy va voy.

i'm in seattle for the next day or two and i've been sitting in the same chair for about 3 hours working from the cafe in my hotel.

in the past three hours, TWO people have sat down next to me and just went on and on and on TALKING TO THEMSELVES

literally, just talking

the first dude, it was his birthday... cos he said so. he kept on chatting with some invisible person named "dave."

"dave, i think we have to go soon. i know dave, i dont want to go either. ok dave. "

this went on for about 45 minutes until the birthday boy and "dave" left. i was waiting for some sort of "LOST" connection to take place.

then, just now, a woman with black hair cut into a bowl haircut and gray undercut sat down next to me. she started ... um, i think she was gossiping about the former presidents like Taft and Jefferson.

Then she left. I was hoping i'd get some good goss.

The other night i'm on my computer aiming with my friend vicky about the VMAs when someone i dont know randomly aims me with a video request.

i promptly deny it. i dont have video chat anyway.

"why did you cancel that?"
"i dont have a camera."
"that doesnt matter."
"who is this?"
"i want to show you."

at this point, being naive, i think it's one of my long lost friends that found my aim address on facebook. i accept their video chat request and can see a wall, and maybe a bed.

"i dont really see anything. just a wall and a blue thing."
"hold on."
"ok."

and then out walks this NAKED DUDE WITH A GIGANTIC DINGDONG BONER.

i quickly close his screen.

"what do you think?"
"ew."
"ew?"

BLOCK.

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you can hear the whole album here: <a href="http://www.purevolume.com/albums/schoolyardheroes/abominations" target="_blank">http://www.purevolume.com/albums/schoolyardheroes/abominations</a>

Apart from the two songs we made videos for ("the plastic surgery hall of fame" and "dude, where's my skin?")my favorite songs are:

"Cematery Girls"

"Violence is All the Rage"

"All the Pretty Corpses" (specifically at exactly 3:25 - 3:57 ... fuck the production on that part makes me flip out every time i hear it).

"Beautiful Woman Hunter" (2:59 - 3:40  is so fucking sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg, it sounds like Ryann is becoming posesssed... and at 3:25 when she screams "KILLLLLLLLLLLLLLL" oh my god, it makes me want to. but in a very nice way that's totally fucked up.)

"Screaming "Theater" in a Crowded Fire" - Every Rocky Horror fan is gonna be touching themselves to this song.

sorry... i'm just a little excited about this. please listen and let me know what you think!

Also, check out <a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=287608&blogID=306793542" target="_blank">these photos that a fan took</a>. A couple faves:

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