THE BLOOD ARM! SWEATERS! THURSDAY!

Come get your touch on, and bring your best-looking friends... shit is going to get sweaty.

THE BLOOD ARM IS PLAYING ON THURSDAY NIGHT.

Also, you know SWEATERS?

The band we love more than JESUS?

They're playing, too.

SAVE THE DATE:

4/30/2009 10:00 PM
BORDELLO
901 E. 1st Street
Los Angeles, California 90012

Can I get an unwanted pregnancy?

Ben Lee Handler + The Blood Arm

NME.com Blog Updates for Los Angeles, San Diego, Tempe

I've posted words for our time L.A., San Diego, and Tempe on my NME.com blog.

To read about our time in Los Angeles and San Diego, click HERE.

To read about the Tempe party, which was insane, click HERE.

Click them! Click it!

Los Angeles party:



Sandy Eggo party:








xxxooo,

Ben Lee Handler

FUCK YEAH FEST in FULL EFFECT!

Sisters, Brothers, Lovers from other mothers,

The time has come to give our hometown its due.
Let us shout it from the rooftops, let it reverberate in the deepest hollows of hell:
"Los Angeles! We are The Blood Arm! We are all over your Eastside tomorrow!"

Come take part in history, the funnest weekend in Los Angeles, the best festival to hit the Eastside, ever:

Sunday, August 26
FUCK YEAH FEST IV
(Our set starts circa 9pm at the Echo)
1822 W Sunset Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90026

May our reunion be holy and full-frontal,

Ben Lee Handler + THE BLOOD ARM

Our love for you springs eternal.

The Blood Arm Phone Home

On the off-chance you didn't already know, Los Angeles is in trouble tonight. We've been out of town for far too long, and we've a score to settle.

The show is at the Echo. There are still a few tickets available here.

Get there by 9pm or so, as the Ettes are supporting, and they're not to be missed. (Also, we haven't seen you in more than two months, for Chrissakes.)

I've missed you,

Ben Lee Handler

And Now We Are in the UK; Detour Festival Picture

Most people don’t know this, but a gallon of jet fuel weighs about six and a half pounds. Over the course of the flight we are going to burn about 15,000 pounds of that fuel… An interesting bit of trivia: Because of all the weight lost during your trip, the plane will actually be moving faster at takeoff than when we land. Tell that one to your friends, heh, heh, heh…


By some blessed stroke of luck, we flew from Los Angeles to London with the Smartest, Most Sensitive Man in the Universe as our captain. We learned about the Woolly Mammoth fossils recently discovered in Utah as we passed over them. As we flew over New England, we learned about Bostemic, the Bostonian pidgin of English that developed because an excess of fluoride in the region’s water supply in the 1800s swelled the residents’ nasal passages and caused them to speak kind of retarded. We learned about the captain’s abusive mother and alcoholic father because he needed to vent, I guess. It was his informative commentary that enabled us to stomach American Airlines’ insufferable inflight entertainment—they were showing Adam Sandler’s Click—and sparse vegetarian fare—they served Nathaniel and I cold water bagels for both meals—that made the flight bearable. (A quick aside: Save for that captain, it seems the entire American Airlines institution has been infected with some sort of generational malaise that makes them suck at just about everything. On the three flights we have taken on the airline, we’ve witnessed bickering stewards, the worst in movies, lost luggage, and when our luggage hasn’t been lost, the baggage handlers have tried to convince us that it was. Just a big corporation committed to sucking hardcore.)


Now we’re in Norwich for our first of ten dates with the We Are Scientists. We usually only put out after the third date, but if they play their cards right, they might get laid tonight. (Chris is awfully cute.)

That’s all for now, stay tuned for frequent updates.

I love you,

Ben Lee Handler

Oh yes, at the Detour festival Nathaniel and I met My Name is Earl.

DETOUR Fest; Good Will Hunting; A Miss Carriage of Justice

A full synopsis of what I can remember of our DETOUR festival experience coming soon as well as a few words from 'Suspicious Character' video director and Lie Lover Lie co-producer David Kleiler... if you have any pictures of the festival - preferably of us at the festival - please email them to info@thebloodarm.com. All photographers will be duly credited, and karmically paid via seven years great sex. Also, good will.

A tangent: Is 'Good Will Hunting' not the most obnoxious title for a film ever? Who exactly is hunting for good will in that movie? Certainly not Will Hunting, the main character. He doesn't want anything to do with anyone trying to help him, except for the love interest. He's not that 'good' either. Why not just call it 'Horny Will Hunting,' or 'Lonely Will Hunting,' or 'Will Hunting Not Living-Up to His Potential?' It'd be a lot more honest... but then maybe Gus Van Sant, Matt Damon and co. aren't really after honesty? Maybe they just really want to make overly-sentimental films with stupid titles? (Or maybe they intended it to be, like, all the people in the movie are hunting for the good in Will. Or something?)

A pitch: a romantic drama titled 'A Miss Carriage of Justice,' about a widower named Miss Carriage living in the town of Justice, South Carolina. Morgan Freeman, or some other noble looking old guy, can court her.

Morgan Freeman: Care for a stroll through the park, Miss Carriage? It's a lovely day for a stroll.

Miss Carriage: I'd love to, Mister Freeman. It's always a nice day for a stroll in our tiny town of Justice, South Carolina.

Of course, the town would be filed with quirky characters; the neighbor who is always inventing wacky Rube Goldbergian contraptions that almost work (Robin Williams could play this guy), a few merry, mischevious-yet-loveable young boys who are always blowing up mailboxes and stealing Miss Carriage's pies, the young mother with the cheating salesman husband who occassionally beats her (Miss Carriage will eventually take the woman and child into her home and give the evil man a piece of her mind)... it has Oscar written all over it.

How's about some audience participation here? Please list your favorite stupid movie titles in the comment section below while you're waiting for the DETOUR synopsis, and, you know, living your life.

(Does this post read a bit too much like the Edith Bowman show on Radio 1? Sorry, I'm a little addicted.)

I love you,

Ben Lee Handler

How Much Do We Love Los Angeles?

Enough to take a little DETOUR from our upcoming Euro-dates to party with Beck (who happens to be Dyan's first-cousin and brother in-law), the Queens of the Stone Age (who happen to be the manliest of men, and not Queens at all), Redd Kross (who have a slight problem with spelling, but are otherwise stand-up guys), and many more of the best music makers in the world today. This is going to be badass, but without any of the badness or assiness. We're talking the time of your life.

Also, I'm extending the caption contest deadline till 9am Tuesday California time (that's 5pm Tuesday GMT)to give people time to sex-up their responses a little. Come on people! Sex them up! This could be your only chance to get your paws on the sexiest slab of ethched vinyl you've ever heard!

I love you,

Ben Lee Handler

Independence Day Celebration/Homecoming Dance Party

Friends of the Union, now is your chance to celebrate the Blood Arm's return to the homeland and our Great Nation's Independence all in one fell swoop. Also, alcohol.


This Tuesday, 4 July, the Blood Arm take the stage at Cinespace in Hollywood, California at 11pm.

Expect fireworks.