Showing posts with label desert. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desert. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Tomorrow & This Week's Photo Contest


We continue our residency at Skinny's Ballroom tomorrow THURSDAY night.
               The Please Please Me, Showtime, 9pm.
                San Jacinto at 2nd St. http://skinnysballroom.com/
                 It appears there's no band on at 8pm, so come early & we will be modeling our new Pls Pls Me panties & tees.


We admit... last week's contest was way too easy.

If you said this shot was taken right outside of Marfa, you are correct!
         Leave it to a Texan to put a Prada store in the middle of the desert.
               Congrats to Tanene Allison &Nichole Wagner for being quickest on the draw.


Now, for free entry +1 into this week's show or new panties.... tell me WHERE WAS THIS TAKEN?


xoxo
~ alissa  agustin   & jessie
T H E   P L  E A S E  ,  P L E A S E     M E


PS-- my good friend Jess Klein's new album was featured on Noise Trade this week. You can download it for free HERE. i think it's her best yet. and was made with Austin whizkid Mark Addison. Rock on jk!
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Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Photo Diary: the Pls Pls Me Heads West



Days 1 through 3 of our marathon trip to the West Coast.
     A few highlights of West Texas & Arizona.


Damn, those drives are looooong and breath taking! Some from the desert heartland....


All photos by cellist extraordinaire Alissa Schram.
    1. the loaf goes high style at the Prada store
    2. i display the new please, please me fashion line at Pridefest
    3. spring has sprung
    4. agustin gets his chillax on







In Phoenix, we played Pridefest, donned our thigh highs, and meditated by the cacti.


Pic 5. the stage at Plush in Tucson
      6. backstage at the Sail Inn in Tempe AZ
     7. desert flower
     8. staring out the window
     9. seguro!













Sunday, July 17, 2011

I'm Going Nocturnal


I’ve always thought of myself as a sunshine girl. Perhaps the best compliment I’ve ever gotten was from ex, who as we were breaking up, said, “You’ll always be my good-time girl.” (It’s not that I’m the wildest partier, but given the choice, I do tend to prefer light to dark.)

So I find myself in a very strange predicament. Here in Austin, Texas, it's mid-July & I can’t take it anymore!


It’s not the heat so much as the light, t
he sun constantly beating down – no change of mood, no air of self-reflection. I remember my first summer here; halfway through, I’d convinced myself I would never see a cloud or ever write a song again.

Midnight and music. Cloudy days and new songs. Why do these things seem to go hand in hand? I don’t know. But for me, they always have.

So before I become a raging alcoholic, a boring grump, or self-destruct (& not in the fun punk rock way)… I’ve decided to try an experiment. I’m going nocturnal.

This is no time for a shutdown. I’m recording my new record & no matter what you think you know about your songs or your style, it’s all thrown into the air, turned into questions marks in the studio. There are a 1,000 small decisions to make… it’s lead or be led. And I don’t want to wake up to a record that doesn't sound like me.

Texans, puhlease tell me.
HOW DO YOU BEAT THE HEAT?
SURVIVE NEVER-ENDING SUMMER?


Look for me at Momo’s ‘til closing time. Or swinging in the hammock at 2am. Working on songs way past bedtime.

Look for me bleary-eyed on the streets at 8am. Ready to crawl back into bed at noon.

I’ve tried to look on the bright side… but it’s not working.
From now ‘til A
ugust 12 (when we leave on our next tour), I’m looking for the dark.

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