Apple stores in the Grove and Third Street Promenade will be hosting listening parties for the Red Hot Chili Peppers’ new album Stadium Arcadium before it goes on sale May 9th.
Personally I haven’t been all that crazy about the Peppers since Mother’s Milk (one of my favorite albums ever), and their newly released single “Dani California” sounds reminiscent of Californication. Not that that’s a bad thing. I just really liked the RHCP when they were all freaky styley and funky. And I can’t imagine what one would do at a listening party, let alone one at a store in the mall. Sit there with your forefinger and thumb thoughtfully stroking your chin and tapping your foot?
At least you’ll be able to hear all 28 songs in one sitting, and you’ll get a FREE iTunes music card good for an upload of “Dani California” just for coming in (while supplies last).
EVENT: Tuesday, May 2 at 6:30pm
The Grove location:
189 The Grove Drive
Los Angeles, CA 90036
(323) 965-8400
Third Street Promenade location:
1248 Third Street Promenade
Santa Monica, CA 90401
(310) 576-1011
Remember when Anthony Kiedis was hot? Ah, the good ol’ days… Now they’re popular in malls? Do you get to listen to the old songs too? Because I’d love it if someone, void of self-consciousness, sat there with headphones on, loudly singing along to “Special Secret Song Inside.”
I KNOW! He was the only guy with long hair I ever liked. EVER.
And I think it’s just for their new album, unfortunately. As for someone void of self-consciousness, I could see G doing something like that ‘cept he doesn’t want to party on someone’s p*! Such a fun song to sing along to though.
OMG yeah they suck now. Especially the video for that crap song, which has a very adult contemporary riff…ICK. They went all American Idol…and Kiedis dressing up like Kurt Cobain in the video was sad not because Cobain is dead, but the fact that Nirvana’s sound is legendary, while theirs drifts and fades to obscurity like Salieri to Mozart a la Amadeus. Well I guess it’s not really obscurity, but drifting to the pointlessness of the pointless 2000s.