Everybody’s got a Chance*

CONCHANCE

If I were in Omaha tonight, no doubt about it, I’d be at the Slowdown listening to Conchance perform (and according to Facebook he’s been on for about 15 minutes now). In a city where listening to the croon of indie rockers or pulsating to the currents of electronic DJs is by far the norm, Brenton M. Walstrom Gomez is leading the local hip-hop scene, opening up the city to a whole new form of entertainment…and simultaneously calling people to action. He’s notoriously known for playing late night house shows in environments where there’s no separation from friends and fans, where beer and cigarettes and sometimes even paint are all adulterating with the sweat of the crowd. Now you’re most likely to catch him on the bill of  some sort of benefit show at one of Omaha’s larger venues.
I caught up with Conchance, asked him what his deal was and I’m pleased and honored to announce that this interview is the start of a brand new series, on Natural Disaster, where I’ll be interviewing up-and-coming creatives that have heart, GUTS and soul.

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Natural Disaster: The first couple times I met you…you were introduced each time by different nicknames…Woozy, Uncle Conny…etc. How many nicknames do you have and how and when did you become “Conchance?”
Brenton M. Walstrom Gomez: I go by Brenton, Brent, Walstrom, Gomez, Conny, Uncle Conny, Woozy, Boom Boom, and Conchance.  I started going by Conchance when I first started writing rhymes and also writing on peoples’ “stuff.”  I wanted something at the time that meant something I stand for and also a name that was simple but classic — kind of corny, old school hip-hop-ish.  It just stuck I guess.  That was about eight years ago. Damn.

ND: How long have you been making music and who do you perform with currently?
BMWDIt started with my buddy Kento aka Klassic. We started playing with words over eight years ago. It wasn’t until about like six years ago I started doing shows around Omaha with friends like Sam Martin and Greg Elsasser. Currently I have a few people that do production for me. My friends Greg and Sam make beats, my good friend Kethro helps me out too, and my friend Johan out of L.A. makes beats for me as well. They’re all very different but beautiful people. The production goes from really low-fi beats to super-produced tracks. It is a gumbo of production. I also have a band I have been playing with for the last couple years — they go by my “Step Children.”  The band includes James Maakestad, Aaron Markley, Matt Owens, Sean Pratt, Robert Cook, Daniel Ocanto and Willie Karpf. I have three DJs I rely on to do all my shows, depending on their schedules, and they are Really Real, Nater and Kethro. I love all of these people dearly.

ND: You’ve always spoken about social change and you tend to support causes and participate in shows that give back in some way. What ignites that passion?
BMWG: Social change is embedded in my family. It’s embedded in my friends and their families. I try my best to incorporate as much knowledge and perspective as I can to explain my outlook of this world. My outlook sometimes can be inappropriate but at other times it can justify a situation one witnessed on the bus earlier that day. I try to touch society through all outlooks. My mother and my grandparents taught me what to see and understand.

ND: Does that also fuel the inspiration for your lyrics?
BMWG: Yep. Everything I see, I write. If something makes me angry, you will hear about it eventually through a song.  I constantly take…make, my lyrics line up parallel with my life or parallel with the lives that I have witnessed living!

ND: Tell me more about your creative process?
BMWG: My creative process is my city, a city, a book, a conversation or a walk down the street. I love to experience, and the more I experience the more I can put what I’ve read, seen or imagined into words I agree with.

ND: You won an OEA award for “Best Hip-Hop” at the beginning of the year…what would you say is the present state of the hip-hop “scene” in Omaha and how do you contribute as an artist?
BMWG: I think Omaha’s rap scene is growing. We need more community here.  I feel that most people want to get their 15 minutes of shine and be OUT.  But, the truth is that we need to support each other and set a standard in Omaha for its word work. There are talented people here from north to south, west to east.  There’s a guy here in Omaha named Josh Ginsberg and he has been setting up these shows downtown that showcase a lot of emcees and I feel that it’s super good for the city. My contribution is my words and my integrity. People who have spent time with me know that my words are a piece of me. I believe integrity’s words are science.

ND: You used to perform late night shows at Hotel Frank…how has the end of that era affected you?
BMWG: Well, I miss Hotel Frank so much. It was where we took over the world for a few hours a night. I do not know if it is the end of the era because I know that place always starts back up again. BUT, what Frankie and all the boys and girls made that place into while I was there — it was a piece of Heaven. It does bum me out not having it in my life anymore. It is really sad hearing frat dudes chanting in the palace we use to create things we loved in.

ND: Do you have any upcoming album releases or notable shows/tour dates?
BMWG: I do have an album that has been sitting stagnant for too long due to money and lack of support. It will hopefully be out by fall. Also tour…there are no dates but once the record is pressed I will be on the road. October might send me to do some shows the 7th
through the 15th. I don’t know yet.

ND: If you weren’t in Omaha, where would you be?
BMWG: Denver probably, if not in a barrio in L.A. Possibly Guadalajara, Mexico as well. South America…too. Inside the earth? Maybe.

ND: Where do you ultimately hope your work will take you?
BMWG: I hope my music will make someone nod their head. I hope my music will create ambition in an ambitionless person. I have been affected by so much music. I would love if my music caused movement with people. It does not matter if the movement is social or just physical. I would prefer social but music that makes you content with riding a bus to a job that pays your bills in order to let you create, I will be content with that as well.

ND: Anything else significant that you want to say or that I should know?!
BMWG: I believe everyone in this world should read books and listen to music they enjoy. Do not sleep! Make change. There are two things is this world that are consistent. Those two things are change and death. Why waste your time sleeping when you could be bettering the people.


*Big C: Thanks for being ready for me, even if I was a year late. You're so ruthless in all ways opposite of the definition. Let me know when you’re in NYC. -XO, KFlo

Think you know someone who should be featured in this series? Leave me a comment or shoot me an email at kathflood@gmail.com. Thanks for reading.

Resting my head in the “Town in the Woods”

I.....SLEEP.....INBROOKLYN!

This weekend I packed up my suitcases and moved from my good friend’s apartment to my own little room in Bushwick…which I fell in love with as soon as I stepped foot into the apartment — not to mention the 3 block walk to the L train and cafe (two blocks away) that thankfully serves beer and wine for post-work situations like this. When I was originally  checking out the place before I was interviewed (kind of competitive) one of my prospective roommates said that an earlier potential roomer had asked if the view was what Americans call “industrial wasteland.” Which it kind of is, I guess. (Who cares!) Our next door neighbor is Mr. Cone Ice (a boarding house for several ice cream trucks and other food vendor carts)…which I’m kind of in love with…even the random blasts of Hispanic rap at 2 a.m. It may be “industrial wasteland,” but it’s all mine.

Get it, got it, good.

Workin’ It

Jeans. Everybody bitches about “finding the perfect pair.” I always have a problem finding a pair with a small enough waist and butt to fit my thighs. GAP jeans are the worst (the cuts, thickness, etc.)…Urban Outfitters jean legs are always WAY to skinny and the inseams seem really short, but that’s just me. I couldn’t even find a pair while I was living in Doha, which is slightly pathetic considering  the amount of shopping is available there (I was even willing to drop some $$ for the right ones.).

Striving for the American Dream.

Anyway, I’m glad I held out because my first thrift shopping experience back in the US got me a pair of black jean shorts and a pair of dark denim jeans…98 cents and $1.98 no less. I’ve never worn Levi’s before (I usually lean towards designer pairs), but I have not had pants that have fit as well as these for a long time. And they’re easy to dress up or down depending on what job I’m at.
Speaking of what job I’m at…I can’t go more than two blocks without spotting an ad for the latest Levi’s campaign: “We are all Workers” featuring the 501 jeans and 511 work shirt. Slogans like “There is work to be done and undone,” “Will work for better times,” “For those who toil,” and “All I need is all I got,” are really catchy,  inspiring and put some bounce into my step as I sweatily trek around the city.
I especially like this ad:

Fleeting flirtation.

It’s from a previous campaign, but it’s sexy and makes me want to make more lattes (aka work harder).
“Go Forth.”

Chin Grazing

Caught off guard.

I’ve been here just over a month in this big, new city — but it feels like I’ve been here a lifetime already. I walk the streets to and from the train, from internship to job (to other job)…pausing in cafes or at parks but I am always home. I can see how people could get lonely, but I never am…surrounded by strangers, crammed into apartments, too many sweaty bodies creeping on your space at yoga…the city is my constant companion.

A sunday afternoon.

I was waiting for the G train last night (for 25 FUCKING minutes) and this cute girl approached me and started to say something to me, or so I thought with my headphones on. I took them off and we causually just started chatting. We’re both relatively new transplants, we were both meeting up with a guy, she was looking for some advice and I was in the position to give it back. We hugged,  and she said her name was Colette, which I will always remember because I love this.

Scribbing on the large scale.

I guess, what’s most special is the camraderie. Everybody’s in this together. From the diabetic homeless man who turned down my offering of a perfectly good scone (He could afford to be picky in this neighborhood, B said.), to the random strangers who are graceful and ballsy enough to give a compliment or a genuine smile, to “make it or break it” connections made through friends of friends of friends. Sitting here at 5 p.m. on my only day off for the next couple weeks, I’m just taking it slow, as slow as I can without burying my neck.

Boney at Coney.

P.S. Thanks to the photographers of the pictures above…also, did you know I’m on twitter?!

W@W

Last Friday my friend Whitney and I decided to check out a pay-what-you-wish museum night. We could have gone to the MOMA for free, but more appropriately we chose the Whitney (duh) and each coughed up $5.

Whitney looking all awesome and shit.

She’s been famous for her multiple unique glasses frames since high school (maybe before).

I couldn’t decide what aspect of her outfit I liked the most…the notorious glasses, robin eggs blue nail polish or her gold shoes…but regardless the ensemble won. But I digresssssssss.
Neither of us had ever been to the museum “championing in American art,” according to the brochure, but I liked its style..they way they mix traditional works with more abstract video and interactive installations.

(Promise?) Untitled work by Jordan Wolfson

a bird's eye view

I didn’t catch the artist of this piece because I snapped it from above while climbing the ubiquitous stairwells. It’s like a neglected little desert town in the Middle East. Check out the questionable cavern.
I think our favorite exhibit was a retrospective (of sorts) on Buffalo-based artist Charles Burchfield because the range of his works were so vast….from commercial work to wallpaper to landscapes with a magical realistic aura, but the guards almost  snapped off my arms when I pulled out my camera.
The last gallery we visited was Christian Marclay’s “Festival,” featuring a giant chalkboard where we saw a little bit of this…

Let's make better mistakes tomorrow.

And I left this…

shamless self-promotion.

As we were leaving….I ran into a FRIEND FROM DOHA. How small is this world?

South American flare

I’ve noticed  fashion editorials taking it a little south of the border lately.

editorial shot by the Cobrasnake; photo courtesy of Fashion Indie

Trend report 7/12/10; photo courtesy of WhoWhatWear

Who then reminded of my friend Krissy who wore this ensemble during a recent thrift shopping day in South Omaha.

I like this look because the bright, pastel color palate coordinated so well with the murals, general subculture of South “O” and definitely complemented her delicious skin tone. Bonus points for this look because it’s actually not contrived! She got the hair wrap in Peru and the bag in Ecquador when she was traveling this winter.

Too much MARCage

It’s no secret that I’m a big Marc Jacobs fan…but this bag…not so much.

What a mouthful!

Jacobs by Marc Jacobs for Marc by Marc Jacobs?! I don’t even know what that means. I mean it’s obvious the brand is successful enough to sell anything blatantly labeled with Marc or Jacobs or a combination of his name, but when comes the point that the brand suffers because the originality is missing? Canvas bags are almost a necessity in this city, but after seeing several variations of this bag on the subway, it makes me wonder why anyone would pay good money* just to have a brand name scrawled all over a bag when there are so many other choices out there.
For example, the other day I spotted this tote at By and By in Williamsburg, designed by Hector Serna for only a mere $12.

By and By best buy

The small shop also sells magazines and cards, zines, books, other small goods and acts as a gallery space. I’m also a big fan of the Anya Hindmarch totes, specifically this one available at Trocadero boutique in Omaha. I guess when it comes to purchasing, I’d rather spend more on something unique rather than just something that shows that I have “taste.”

*According to Teen Vogue, the Jacobs by Marc Jacobs for Marc by Marc Jacobs line gives proceeds to the Creative Art Growth center and some feature artwork from designers with disabilities.

NYC on the cheap

can I do it?

Today I am introducing a new series that will chronicle my unemployed times, getting the most out of the city for the least amount of money. Yesterday started out with an $8 hot yoga class at Yoga to the People, which is an amazing fate considering “legit” Bikram classes run around $20 for a single class. Then after an afternoon of applying for jobs I ventured to the Magnet Theater for an evening of Improv comedy ($5) where I saw my cousin perform with Taco Supreme along with all male group, Lead McEnroe.

Taco Supreme...my stunning cousin is second from right

I’d never been to an improv show before and was impressed how both shows flowed from a topic the audience suggested (the topic of heartburn for Taco Supreme and the location of a toy store for Lead McEnroe). Different skits progressed, topics and stories were stretched and players signaled switches with a tap on the shoulder. By the end of the hour my cheeks ached from constant laughter. I will definitely be back to the Magnet Theater since they offer inexpensive comedy shows (and cheap drinks) every night of the week!

sign above the bar....I love this song, and how it looks like a giant lite-brite

I see they even give free Intro to Improv classes, which might make a later post…
I’m currently researching free and/or inexpensive place to visit in NYC, so feel free to comment if you have one of your own!

Home of the Brave

Sooo, I guess being reincarnated takes a little bit longer than three months (seriously, I’ve been waiting for the right moment), but no luck so far…so I’ve decided to explore freedom one more time.

view from Battery Park

Since leaving the Middle East three weeks ago, I’ve moved to New York City….truly the capital of  who gives a fuck (though everyone obviously has to care to get by here, I certainly do). I’m living with my best friend for the summer in her studio in Kips Bay…I feel pretty spoiled. Nothing says America like a fire station across the street, and free concerts on Independence Day on Governors Island, no less.

Opening band Oakley Hall from Brooklyn. Notice the women outfitted in red, white and blue. Kinda subtle!

Indie rock duo Zooey Deschanel and M. Ward, known together as She & Him, played an upbeat, long-ish set (about an hour and a half) and drew quite the stylish crowd. The girl standing in front of my friends and me was wearing a gorgeous Missoni dress. Love the oversized watch.

it gets better...

Her friend was was wearing zigzags too.

1

coincidence?!

I wore my D&G star patterned maxi sundress, was the only one waving an American flag…and might have been the most nationalistic-feeling person there.

2 a.m. impromptu street side concert (only way you can see the dress)

Even though I’m unemployed, I’d rather be free than have “The Fear.”

Freee at last

Collage has come back into my life, in the online sense, with this “set” from Polyvore. Click the link for image credits. (Anybody know how to embed these bad boys?) And click here for a song to listen to while you decipher the above. Next theme on deck: reincarnation.
Gathering my things for a JAILBREAK! Who’s with me?!