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6.04.2008

SOON : : hot topics + bad luck

TUES 6-11 : :

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FRIDAY the 13th : :

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4.25.2008

Carton of Irregular Cat Hats

From the Best-Of-Craigslist is this totally worth your precious time post about a 'carton of irregular cat hats', sure to please pet lovers and pet haters alike!

Cheers Wankers!

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/sdo/566171148.html

4.01.2008

INTERNAT'L NOISE CONFERENCE COMING to CHAPEL HILL

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INTERNATIONAL NOISE CONFERENCE on TOUR 2008 in Chapel Hill / / TUESDAY APRIL 29th!
8:30PM - 2AM
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17 acts / 15 minutes or less sets / one full night of NOISE / NO LAPTOPS / NO MIXING BOARDS / NO DRONES
w /

THE LAUNDRY ROOM SQUELCHERS

THE BRAMBLE RAMBLERS(Todd Emmert of Inspector 22, C+C of Waumiss...)

JIM CAPPS

CLANG QUARTET

LEE COUNTS (of American Band)

CROWMEAT BOB

BRYCE CLAYTON EIMAN

DOUG FERGUSON

FLIPPIN IDIOTS

I AM OK

LOPEZ ATTITUDE

RELAY FOR DEATH

SECRET BOYFRIEND + JEFF REHNLUND

SUBSCAPE ANNEX

THIRTEEN FINGERS

TODOS SOMOS NINJAS (members of In The Year of The Pig)

VAGINATEETH/JESUSTEETH

YOHIMBE


In lieu of a No Future Fest this year, one stream-lined night of regionals curated by Scotty Irving + Ryan Martin, plus the famous Squelchers. There's NO COVER but you are encouraged to bring donations for the Squelchers astronomical travel expenses!

3.27.2008

Preview of Thangs to Come



NIGHTLIGHT FIVE YEAR ANNIVERSARY PARTY TOMORROW SUCKA
STREETLIGHTS! PEOPLE!
DONT STOP BELIEVING!!!!

Friday, March 28, 2008
10ish or something
Nightlight Five Year Anniversary
Feat. Caltrop, Tiger Bear Wolf, Secret Boyfriend, DJ Family Vacation, DJ Gravy Biscuit, and more!

Five years! Jesus H. Christ, that's a good solid five years of so much, so much its impossible to pin down in words or email what this club has meant to me and countless others. The parties, the bands, the weirdness, the art, the fashion, the making-out, smoking in the Bargain Bin, my God, has there been five years of this gloriousness? It is a truly, truly beautiful and amazing testament to our freaky devotion that this Nightlight thing has lasted five years now.

Hold up, wait a minute, I got a huge wheelbarrow load of excitement about what is happening this Friday. It is so large and this burgeoning feeling makes me wonder how much excitement can one young boy take? Will it swell and explode from my earholes and orifices in a huge sweltering cloud of bourbon vapor? Is that gross? Is it possible that this party could exceed my expectations? Will I see long-forgotten friends and dance my arse off? Who gives a fuck, I'm coming.

Hold a baby animal in your arms and contemplate these words?

"Strangers waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night
Streetlight people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night"

It meant something to Journey, and it makes me feel good! By "it" I mean this realization and feeling that upon this Friday, I will be able to celebrate five years of something truly, truly unbelievable! Oh, but wait, don't stop believing, just celebrate. Please join me, for there may even be a chance that Miss Alexis, proprietor and bringer of good cheer, will finagle a champagne permit for the night? As if you need a permit to get wasted on bubbly, but I guess that's the authorities' call, not mine.

I'm getting a ride down the mountain for this one kiddies, and I'm bringing a whole huge heart of love for Nightlight and all of y'all, especially those Nightlight faithfuls, y'alls knows who you is!!!!!

So, see you Friday??? You better . . .

Kisses and Love,
Charlie, Nightlight and my big ole crush on the entire world!



3.07.2008

+CLANG QUARTET//BOYZONE+ West Coast Tour 08

CLANG QUARTET / / BOYZONE West Coast Spring Tour 08::::
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3/7 - Seattle, WA @ FBK House W/ Amoral, Exit Collapse. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
3/8 - Portland, OR @ Pocket Sandwich W/ Pittman-Woolf-Maherr, The Barracks Of Afghanistan, Dennis Naslund, Dickhearse, Badlands //
http://www.myspace.com/pocketsandwitch ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
3/10 - San Franciso, CA @ Kimo's Penthouse Lounge W/ Xome //
1351 Polk St :http://www.myspace.com/kimosbarsf ----------------------------------------------------------------------------
3/11 - Oakland, CA @ House TBA W/ Boyzone, Xome
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3/13 - Los Angeles, CA @ Echo Curio w/ Xome, Organ Music And The Trans Orgone League //1519 Sunset Blvd http://www.myspace.com/echocurio -----------------------------------------------------------------------------
3/14 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Smell W/ Ariel Pink, Bob Bruno (of Polar Goldie Cats), Jeremy Drake with David Rothbaum / / 247 South Main Street Los Angeles, California 90012 US http://www.thesmell.org/index1.html
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2.17.2008

Caffeeeuineie

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZz

BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzz

SnaWRAL!!! Snawrl! Snarla!

If this is what they say Seattle weather is like, well then,

Well then, I gotta a handful of that

A hairy drumstick for you and yours, and
A little lost gets a lotta loose
Lesser Onanist Vetting Options finds nothing doing on streetcorner
And so we do die

2.16.2008

in eris we find rotten milk

Amidst the flys, cicadas, grasshoppers, grubs, garnishes, dragonflies, dandelions, maggots, giant wolves, lanterns, brass bands, caterpillars, and more, we find rotten milk strolling casually through the streets like eternity.

and what did rotten milk say?


answurve: international noise conference a.k.a. http://squelchers.net/inc.htm

If i was more on top of my shit I would have posted this a week ago but such is the way.

Word of the day: vanguardism

live from no land

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1.30.2008

Juggling Gypsy Hookah Bar / / Wilm Dredux

Boyzone in Wilmington @ the Juggling Gypsy Hookah Bar, courtesy 910 Noise

first clip is mellower



then



Thanks Ryans + Karl + SCiphers

Coming soon: Extreme Music from Persia
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1.23.2008

Take a chance on me

Apparently my overactive imagination runs its own agenda, and late night dosa makes for ridiculous dreamy. Dosa is a South Indian delicacy, made of fermented rice and lentil in this case, left overnight it gets sour and delicious. Fermented foods, being the guardian lovechild of the Weston Price Foundation, those wily old ladies who make eyes at me at the Sustainable Ag conference, have been touted more and more for their amazing curative powers, and we all know they taste delicious because we like sauerkraut and wine. So I eat my dosa late at night and then go to beddy bye. When I wake up, I find that I have had the most amazing dream, one that involves me throwing a snowball at a street sign which has weather detecting technology attached. The police try to arrest me, and then the cop takes me into a diner, where he proceeds to write me a ticket. After pleading him down to a warning (without nary a blow j or any grab ass), my dream state story continues, for I exit the diner and enter into a large hotel ballroom, where the much-lauded former Chapel Hill band Haunted House is playing, although this incarnation is a new edition, one that baffles. It is called Rascal Flatts and the Rambling Ramblers, a bluegrass band with four people playing the same keyboard simultaneously. I see Jeffy, who remarks to me in the following fashion-
"Come sit here - you are staying with me, everyone else has left. Don't go anywhere" or something to that effect. Clearly the new incarnation is not to his or others' liking. Curiously, part of the the band involves a television displaying something akin to a Ronco ad. Then I wake up, after an abbreviated night's sleep, somewhat groggy, craving Emergen-C, and confused as to why now I begin to remember dreams, for in the past I never did nothing in the morning but forget the dreams, except for the sexy parts, which are often in my nighttime brainwaves. So you see, you too should forgo the grocery store. Buy bulk, and make your own fermented foods. These favorites include-
Kimchi
Dosa
Kombucha
Miso
This combination of foods shall enable your healing process, which by now you must sorely need.

Also - I'll see you at Boyzone tonight.

1.22.2008

CATS CRADLE presents

BOYZONE will finally be getting the recognition we so richly deserve
IMMINENTLY on WEDNESDAY 1.23.08

We got asked to play a show

for years you have struggled with us but the Chapel Hill music
establishment can no longer DENY the seminal role we've played in the
development of the Chapel Hill Sound. Join us this Wednesday as we
receive our LONG OVER-DUE recognition, and join thousands of local
music fans as we answer an entreaty from the void, stretch our wings
and burst from the cocoon of Nightlight into the dim smokey lights of
Local 506. It'll be an experience of rare power and beauty, a
one-night stand of unparalleled beauty and magnificence

Cats Cradle presents:

BOYZONE

w/ SIX ORGANS of ADMITTANCE

@@@Local 506

Doors 8:30 / 9:30 Show
8$advance or 10$day-of to take this journey with us
and you can buy tickets from triangle record stores or online at
etix.com. OR Phone orders 919 967 9053

Local 506 is generously located within reach at 506 W Franklin St CHAPEL HILL
Purchase of Membership is Required to Attend Shows there

Thanks for listening!

- BOYZONE

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1.21.2008

The first in a series of Excerpts from the bONER mACHINE gnomologues pending complicity

December 12th, 2006:

Dear Dim and Dom,

I'd like to personally inform you two that "your" "Grizzly" has been unchained and is no longer a secret to the neighbors. Despite countless attempts at self-inflicted punishment on a relinquished grizzle guard (Unbeknownst, of Course, to our former mayor -who may or may not be slip'n'sliding on the gray scale and finger-banging The Abundance of that age old Chef Boyardee Cheese Ravioli) we are splitting hairs. As is protocol, the usual facilitation of meat muppet action is (in fact) a little thing I like to call "Hero Tube Tying"/\\/\/1i1i1> It's a little much to get into now, but surely you understand the reasons behind your FUCKING FACE, applesauce. So, by the time you get your "big momma's" back on, remember where it was you left the lube for that hunka beast-beast, and pop-pop the pearly whites back in, you might wanna think about stopping short of ramrodding every next man's grizzle gut and offering up a fatty stack to Jesu Von Bulimia. Just a suggestion.

Sincerely,
Ace




NL Booking Application: REJECTED.

Upon glancing in the interim and all the twixt between the teens can bet that there's a sloppy regret in masturbation and spin needling the clean wish washing daydreams round all fantasies and menageries.
It's a plexiglass thing you see, clear scratches and turpentine, mufflettas and orange things, rice pineapples and papaya rings. Add dashes of ecstasy, full blown resistancy, the ability to say no, and gleam the cube whenever need be.
Awful is awesome and butchers know blood, a moth in the fire is a moth with the wood. I RAPED THE CAT IN THE HAT, and I weep knowing that cat will grow fat. Fat with my future, fat with my kids, I wonder where his crystal is. Does he even have one? One ball that tells all, fortune, fame, and the fall? If we find it we'll know but until then we have to look high and look low, question everything but bask in the glow of trash and despondency, clamor and rain.
Think of me when you think of garlic and gristle, ham hocks and hammering, dust in the cracks and cheeks filled with spittle. Stink ocean bath cholera, wrestle night lashed jellyfish with your eyes deep down in clear water near cliffs rising high. Little medusa's with minds all their own, their time in their puzzles, soft currents in thrones. Open doorways to sequin laden straw bails and hay crawling ferociously to make their own way out of the barn the door you left open to writhe in the mouths of the horses that neigh, that never say, "why?"