Long Beach Harbor
May 31, 2013
Underground ska band Viernes 13 -- which means Friday the 13th, you gringo -- incorporate elements of punk and rockabilly. On Friday night, for a booze cruise called Rock the Boat LA, they performed on a boat called the Grand Romance that departed from Long Beach Harbor.
The ship had three floors, two dance floors, two bars, and, fittingly, a shit-ton of booze. There were also people smoking pot and a wild mosh pit. The night went something like this:
A highlight was an afternoon spent on a pristine private island in the Bahamas for an afternoon of sun, surf, cocktails and the kind of dancing not seen since MTV Spring Break. To sets by Destructo, Brodinski, Diplo and Justice, here are a few of the memorable dances witnessed on the beach, in GIF form.
See also: *Six Ridonkulous Holy Ship!! Dance Move GIFs
Oh, you weren't there? Here's what it was like during the second and third days of Holy Ship!! 2013:
"Jackbeats just bought all those people shots!"
With this mesh of artists and commoners there exists the possibility of a transcendent one-on-one situation. Kind of like when attendee Curtis Osisik of New Jersey was plucked from of the crowd to dance onstage with A-Trak and then found himself playing Fool's Gold hype man before hanging backstage and smoking with Skrillex. Call it living the dream, Holy Ship!! style. We spoke with him.
And not to brag or anything guys, but this is officially one of the most fun things that anyone on this boat has ever done. So far it's gone like this:
By Liz Tracy
Ian Witlen Yes, this happened.
Most of the people we met on the S.S. Coachella had never been on a cruise before. Like us, they weren't so sure what to pack or how to dress for three days of awkwardly saying hi to their favorite bands on a floating building at sea. But, like the festival, the fans also brought their desert style to the seas (with mixed results). These are the most memorable fashion moments we caught on the maiden voyage of the S.S. Coachella. Get ready to raise your eyebrows.
No one's really interested in reading about the actual performances taking place on this musical ship of contradictions, the S.S. Coachella, amirite? (Well, if I'm wrong, here's our report from the first day.) Instead, you want a spoonful of gossipy anecdotal sugar, straight from the decks of this funny ship.
So here goes: As you may know, Pulp is headlining the S.S. Coachella. The iconic British band played almost two power hours on Sunday night, making cruisers swoon with Anglophilic adoration. But Jarvis Cocker -- the man whose name was being whispered all around the ship, and who is one of our sexiest male musicians -- didn't sit in his room or lay low.
By Liz Tracy
Courtesy of Sephora Alexis Krauss is all about the nails
Fashion and music are the funniest-looking twin sisters. They're always together, always kinda sloppy. Sometimes they dress up like a swan or wear a big mouse head. Together, they're always looking to make a bold statement.
If you follow Sleigh Bells' Alexis Krauss on Instagram (@KraussingAround), you know what it is: It's all about her nails.
By Liz Tracy
Photo by Ian Witlen Jarvis Cocker and Pulp aboard the S.S. Coachella.
The maiden voyage of the S.S. Coachella departed Sunday from Ft. Lauderdale, bound for the Bahamas. It set out to sea rather unceremoniously. There weren't horns, not a streamer in sight, and no one smashed bottles against the body of the ship.
But we'd all been aboard the Celebrity Silhouette for about four hours at that point, and Father John Misty was launching our oceanic musical journey in the Sky Lounge. A 180-degree view of the sea spread in front of us, and a group of maybe 100 music fans with stars in their eyes didn't even notice where we were as the shore lights faded away.
My best friend and I recently found ourselves boarding the Weezer Cruise. The red eye from L.A. took us to Miami, where we departed for a five-days-at-sea music carnival, featuring Dinosaur Jr, Sebadoh, the Antlers, Ozma, and, yes, Weezer.
Our shipmates included quirky 30-somethings, bros with cocktails, mermaid muses in bikinis, and pale scensters who never go outside without 70 sunscreen. I was one of the last group. The ship pushed off to Weezer playing the open-air Lido deck.