From the category archives:
For a little over a week in May 2009, US based artist Ripo nabbed ten consecutive newspapers and re-imagined the headline through a colorful and typographical lens. Typography nerds rejoice; while he’s not totally slinging established fonts, the bulk of his focus is placed on the letters themselves and how they relate to the subject. Check out more work from Ripo here and keep up with his latest headlines .
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To our NYC readers: Keith Haskel is taking back your streets, one billboard at a time. The Improv Everywhere member and documentary film maker staged a guerrilla takeover of advertising, fueled by nothing more than a phone tree and white wash. More videos from KSKILL here.
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So one day, my friend Brian (or, as I so lovingly call him, Tamagotchi) tells me that I have to listen to this band. The band is called Vampire Weekend. Instantly the names Edward Cullen and Stephenie Meyer and Kristen Stewart flash into my mind, which leads me to think, “Wow, that’s a lame name for a band,” and I completely ignore his advice. Two weeks later, I am in love with this pre-vampire trend-named band, and totally ready to marry lead singer and guitarist Ezra Koenig.
Although I had fallen in love with this musical delight, I never fail to immediately doubt a band’s ability to perform well live. This is the result of attending numerous concerts and music festivals, at which I typically find myself (with the exception of Arctic Monkeys, Ben Folds, Yelle, The Police, and Justice) pretty disappointed. Of course, performing live is much more complicated than recording in a studio, but if a band can sound just as good, and if not better than their music playing from my iTunes or the radio (what’s a radio?), I am impressed. Knowing that the music I love is a result of hard work and genuine talent, genuine enough to maintain its allure no matter how it is showcased, only fortifies my respect and fondness for it.
Needles to say, the video above (sent to me from Tamagotchi) only fortifies my respect and fondness for Vampire Weekend. Enjoy.
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Hunter S. Thompson doing exactly what every person has wanted to do to tech support at one time or another: completely unloading the weight of all of their burdens on an answering machine. Wait for the end:
“If it’s not fixed by tomorrow…I’m gonna destroy it and uh…write about it…god-dammit…fuck you…”
R.I.P. Hunter.
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After a disappointing e-mail from my father, and confirmation from NME.com, I have sadly learned that Abbey Road studios is coming to a close. Well, maybe not a close, but the infamous recording studio is being put up for sale by EMI.
The studio is located in the Saint Johns Wood area of northwest London (not to mention right near the home of my very ex-boyfriend), and was made famous by the legendary Beatles’ album (you guessed it!) “Abbey Road” and it’s beautiful cover image. According to the Financial Times, the sale has potential to raise tens of millions of pounds. That is an insane amount of money, yes, but I’m sure the Apple Scruffs would agree with me when I say that it’s still a damn shame.
(To see a photo of the boys getting ready to make the cross, click here).
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From Spy Films comes Nuit Blanche, a surreal vignette capturing the first encounter between two strangers as they float through a world that’s part Film Noir and part CG hyperreality. See the “making of” video here.
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Alright. I don’t go to midnight showings, even if I am obsessed with anticipation for whatever movie it is. Last night, however, I was somehow talked into going (there’s a possibility that there were promises of certain Californian pastimes to precede the journey) to the midnight showing of Valentine’s Day, or as I would like to call it, This Movie Cost Whaaaat?
That’s probably a little harsh. I’m sure the five other girls I went with would not refer to it as such, but I have to. I absolutely have to. I’ve been trying to give it the benefit of the doubt since we left the theatre, but I cannot come up with any excuses for it. I wasted two hours and $7.25 (student discount) sitting next to a roommate who talks during movies and typing short notes on my crappy LG for the sole purpose of explaining my disgust in this future cyber rant…
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A catchy little ditty with a story to boot. While the song is available for download…it’s just not the same without Leo. Check out Impactist’s Vimeo page for more animations.
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All people are crazy, but Australians… Australians are badass crazy. Thanks to the ever so magical YouTube, I have just come across a video that I find both amazing and disturbing. It displays a very attractive male Aussie taking a ride, sans harness or safety gear, on (and then parachuting off of) what has been dubbed “The Death Swing,” or “Swing of Death.”
Maybe it’s my fear of heights, maybe it’s my lack of appreciation for “O Fortuna,” maybe I am just a giant baby, but as David After Dentist once said, “Is this real life?”
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I’ve always wondered what it would be like to play music instrument-by-instrument on separate record players like an orchestra caught somewhere between Carnegie Hall live and a room full of iPods. Strangely enough, Otomo Yoshihide and Yasutomo Aoyama have pretty much constructed my oddly specific hypothetical–minus the vinyl. It’s a symphony of white noise, and it’s pretty solid. (More…)
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