music
dance this mess around: rock lobster the B52’s
no means no
while we’re on this tangent, let’s remember no means no. ya? i actually didn’t know how obscure they were as my teen years were spent in a small town canadian bubble. i held them in the same regard as the dead kennedy’s, and kmfdm. luvs. oh my goodness, nostalgia over machine, when do we learn our lessons? by kl
fugazi is for fake
no, not the f-ing amazing orson wells film ‘f is for fake’ exposed in an enlightening session with dd back in the day. but the definition.
according to my wiktionary…
Etymology
From Italian slang fugazi (“fake”); perhaps also slang version of fugacious derived from Latin fugac-, stem of fugāx (“ready to flee, flying”), hence, fleeting, transitory.
[edit] Adjective
fugazi (not generally comparable; )
- (slang) Artificial, fake, false. Can be in reference to a thing or a person. If a person it is usually in reference to a superficial person.
- (slang) Something that has no substance.
by kl
good times: sonny and cher the beat goes on
Elvis Presley at 21
a great portrait of elvis presley by alfred wertheimer. crazy enough i’ve been listening to elvis these last few days. the man did have a incredible voice… the saddest part was his stint in hollywood where he reinvented what bad acting was all about and lost his southern kindness and defiant attitude to the bright lights. this picture shows a sadness that was well kept to himself. by dd
we cut corners: but not on this one
“As simple as it looks. The whole video is hand drawn frame by frame – markers on paper.”
the band we cut corners approached Kijek / Adamski to
“take on a time-consuming technique”
to execute this video we now see what time and research can produce! read more here in their interview with motionographer. by jr
patti smith – polaroids
i remember the first time i saw patti smith polaroids in paris at “la fondation cartier” and the book published along with it. that was so great and so poetic, i guess people are nowadays a little more into those not so tech-ish thing but at the time that felt fresh (even if polaroids are not so fresh per say, i know) so i was happy to see another selection of her pictures this week end in the ny times. so from top to bottom, left to right we have: Pope Benedict XV’s slippers / a replica of William Blake’s life mask / Virginia Woolf’s bed / Susan Sontag’s grave in Montparnasse Cemetery / Constantin Brancusi’s grave, also in Montparnasse / Robert Mapplethorpe’s slippers. more here. by pp.
2NE1: the best korean BBQ in town
i know you guys hate on pop, but these guys are awesome. i don’t speak korean myself, but i could swear this was not it!! by cm
cash, cash, cash, everywhere
kisses from Camille Bidault Waddington
when life was colorful: camille bidault waddington kissing ex daddy jarvis cocker
camille bidault waddington kissing friend
camille bidault waddington kissing olivier zahn
camille bidault waddington kissing susanne deeken – mercer hotel
camille bidault waddington kissing yaz bukey
aaaah camille darling, you know we love you, but 1- how could you leave such an amazing man like jarvis and 2- what is this behavior and debauchery after jarvis? you should know there’s nothing really left to prove especially when you’re hanging out with mister cheese himself, olivier zahn. by dd