February 2011
43 posts
Galliano's racist rant in Paris bar | The Sun... →
I hate him
the way to my heart
is through my brain
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Something to ponder:
Why, when the interstices of fashion and music collide, are we always fed music through the lens of fashion and not the other way around?
Surely there’s a want and a need for the opposite vantage point, too.
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GATEKEEPER + PREEN - i hear, i want →
“As a critic, one should always be disciplined enough to take oneself out of the...”
– Sarah Mower. Ah, what a difference a generation makes—for better, for worse.
oh darling.
don’t let your mouth write checks your emaciated little brain can’t cash.
^_^
sugarmercy asked: great setlist :)
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I call it art.
I DJed an art party Thursday night. It was fun—the most fun I had at any point during Fashion Week, I can tell you that. My set was pretty spontaneous and wildly varied, but I think it did the trick (i.e. people were feeling it and asking all sorts of questions.)
Here is what I played:
Healer Chromatics Days (Feat. Romy Madley Croft) CREEP You Take My Breath Away The Knife On And...
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you looked me in the eye
and then you ran the other way
“Sure, I’ve been called a xenophobe, but the truth is I’m not. I...”
– Eastbound & Down
Watchpitchfork:
Underrated Warp producer and DJ Chris Clark offers up a wild new 26-minute, house-inspired mix. The MPC session was originally taped for the BBC and features new Clark material along with sliced-up dance floor-ready edits. Wake-up music.
If you have to remind people you are 'punk', then...
Simple as that.
And trust me: no one is fooled.
and with that
i let go
nothing like
blowdrying your hair in front of your laptop
at 3am
head full of drought
Save the liar.
Watching someone live out a lie is so infuriating. You pity them—almost as much as you resent them.
Remember to stop caring.
Caring stops here.
What happened to Miguel Adrover? →
When Miguel Adrover débuted at New York Fashion Week in September 1999, he seemed radical, dangerous, and terribly exciting. His first collection—“Manaus/Chiapas/New York”—presented a story arc of a wayward vagabond who escapes to NYC after being rejected by her rain forest tribe. It threw a swift curveball at the common sartorial standards of the time.
Adrover’s garments were...
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The Search for Happiness is the Single Greatest...
This weekend, I was in NJ and played 'The Beach'...
He: "What is this, a movie score?"
Me: "No, it's the instrumental version of 'Blue Monday', which you've heard a million times."
He: "Hmm, so this is a dance..instrumental?"
Me: "Yes."
He: "Huh, interesting concept."
Me: "Welcome to a brave new world, Dad."
Things I've wanted to be:
<Primordial goo>
Age 5: a doctor (my dad is one and taught me anatomy at a disturbingly young age).
Age 6: A checkout girl (I loved the scanners).
Age 7: Weather anchorwoman (I pretty much lived on the Weather Channel).
Age 8: Olympic Gymnast and/or Swimmer. (Nearly drowned myself several times in the process, though I was gifted at acrobatics).
Age 9: Nature conservationist (that or...
“Despite often ridiculously grand titles, most of the front row are ignorant:...”
– Giles Deacon, March 2009.
