Hey, Here's a review I did of Jason Forrest's show at Maxwell's in April

Jason Forrest
Mazwell's in Hoboken, NJ - 04-02-06

I walked in-between sets. Huma is packing up a Jason Forrest is setting up his gear. There can't be more than 35 people
in the room, but you can tell this is going to be a Hipsters Only party that only James Murphey-esque 30-Somethings brag
about to their Co-Workers, but I'm enjoying myself watching all the people conversate.

Back to the show. J.F. is setting up his Laptop, which has a "Cock Rock Disco" (the name of his record label) doyle on it,
and taking some swigs from his water bottle. The crowd, now 40 stroing, I imagine are talking about whatever Pixies album
they don't like or fighting over which are better, Pumas or Chuck Taylors.

Now, If you ever listened to a Jason Forrest album without ever knowing what he looks like, you would be shocked that he's
a Short-Haired, Somewhat Overweight Guy from New York, which makes the experience even BETTER!. (Note: I have the
upmost respect for Mr. Forrest and I must say he is one of the coolest people I ever met. Word Ups and Props to Ya.)

He tests his mike by repeating "Sexy" a couple of times and starts to convert with the audience (now about 45 members) by
saying they can get naked for free beer and CD's over a pretty sweet-ass Jazz Bass & Drum Combo. Lots of feedback and
disconnections start to happen but I must say I did expect it since he's workin' with a laptop here. After talking about Iowa
and fixing his wires, he premiers a new song. Which I think must be one of his best works to date (I wish I had the name
of it but I deleted the email he sent me).

Let me just say that Jason Forrest shows are Fucking Crazy, Insane, Fucking Good. NO! Fucking Awesome. It's mixed up
in Punk, Hip-Hop, Funk, Soul, Trance, Disco, and anything else you think wouldn't match but it does. He's Brilliant! Anyways,
After a great 15 minutes of Song & Dance, He goes into his Masterpiece, "My 36 Favorite Punk Songs" and he turns into a
mix of James Brown, Ian Curtis, and a Punk Rock Mosh-Pit (Just like morphing into one of his songs).

Air Guitaring, Hand Clapping, and Face Tweaking through his sets, He tries to get people to stand up and dance, which no
one did (Fucking Hipsters). I don't know why. I would have but I have to write this shit down. After playing a few new songs
(including one of my favorites "War Photographer") and sweating like a glass being overpoured with water, he decides to close
up the show by playing a Rag-Time Piano based song called 'Song for my Grandmother" and decided to close his laptop and
give everyone in the audience (now only 10 strong) a huge hug.

I must say, I never been to a Laptop show before but now that I seen what is probably known as the best Laptop Artist, I'm
definately going to a few more. And I'm going to end this review by saying "I Love Jason Forest" (and "Fuck Hipsters").