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Monday , April 28, 2008
Coachella '08!
So, yeah, Coachella was this weekend! I didn't go (although I think I'm going to Pitchfork this year), but since being into the whole idea of summer music festivals is part of our stance on life, I thought it would have been fun to peep some of the pictures of famous and semi-famous people at the fest, if only to catch a glimpse at what everyone wore. But, um, there aren't that many pictures! At least not of people we are interested in. But here is Jenny Lewis of Rilo Kiley, who I always love:
And here is M.I.A., looking kind of Blade Runner-y. I heard she had a stand-off with the show security after inviting people to join her onstage. I'm sure she was thinking "Bring the noise!" when the organizers were like "Insurance liability!" I got a text from a friend during her set that said "MIA'S STARTING A RIOT!!!!!" and I got really excited for some reason.
And this is Sienna Miller. I don't know why I'm posting this since she borderline-annoys me, but it's a cool little dress she's wearing.
Who ever thought that Dita Von Teese would be at Coachella? Not I! I kind of love her; if this photo isn't proof of how utterly committed she is to her aesthetic, I don't know what is.
Oh, and here is Prince doing a cover of Radiohead's "Creep." It's kind of awesome even though watching this makes me seasick:
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Thursday , April 17, 2008
I Just Don't Know What To Do With Russell Brand So Forgetting Sarah Marshall's coming out tomorrow and I'm making bets with myself as to whether or not I'm gonna end up with a big fat crush on Russell Brand. Usually I'm crush-immune when it comes to English dudes, for some reason, but you never know who's gonna break the mold. I think the prob is that, now that Natalie Portman's made off with Devendra Banhart, I'm feeling some perverse need to find another unruly-haired quasi-bohemian dandy to fill the gross-out-crush void. Plus I'm vaguely charmed that Russell named his cat Morrissey, and even more tickled that he titled his memoir My Booky Wook. Anyway, here's a bit of his stand-up: Yeah? No? Totally not worth debating in the first place? I really can't tell. Natalie Portman, I shake my fist at you.
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Tuesday , April 8, 2008
Dean Wareham's Black Postcards + Liz Phair As the New Michiko Kakutani I'm always in the middle of a million and one books, but the book I really, really, really want to read lately is the memoir of Luna frontman Dean Wareham, Black Postcards: A Rock & Roll Romance. I love a good rock bio; my favorites run the gamut from Grievous Angel, about Gram Parsons, to Dirt, which is of course the epic story of Motley Crue. But Dean's always been one of those guys I've had a half-crush on for years. First he swept me away with the celestial, seminal indie pop of Galaxie 500 and made "Tugboat" the anthem of my heart for years; then, he stole my heart again with a rougher, more jagged take on his trademark heavenly sound with Luna, whose record Penthouse made me feel cosmopolitan and sophisticated and melancholy when I was going to school in the jankiest town ever. He's got dreamy eyes and a wry, inscrutable way with his lyrics, which is always mystery-producing and therefore fetching. And once I saw his handwriting on a dusty old record at the radio station at Harvard, where he went to college, and I totally squealed, much to my best friend's disgust. Black Postcards was excerpted awhile ago in Men's Vogue, and I was completely riveted and surprised with how Wareham was both detached and incredibly honest, particularly about his infidelity in his marriage and his subsequent rock romance. I made a mental note to check the book out, but the book recently came back on my radar thanks to an incredibly lucid, smart review in The New York Times by none other than Liz Phair -- herself a 90s indie wunderkind. It's funny; I've been listening to Phair's Exile in Guyville again lately, which I haven't rolled out in years, and am both horrified and amused by how relevant its super-brainy, super-horny point-of-view still is and how it persists in our culture -- it's like a slacker "Sex and the City" rendered in sound, before Carrie and company were even a glimmer in HBO's eyes. Since then Phair's made albums that have made a once-promising discography go down the shitter, but she almost redeems herself with her review of Black Postcards. Check it out here and revisit some 90s-era Phair and Luna below: Luna playing one of their most beautiful songs in 1992 (and is that a Screaming Trees t-shirt he's wearing? I cannot think of two more temperamentally opposed bands): I find Liz Phair really obnoxious in most of her videos but this video for "Stratford-on-Guy" kind of rules. You will also note the name-check of Wareham's band Galaxie 500 within the song, which brings things around quite nicely:
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Tuesday , April 1, 2008
Hedi Slimane, Rock Star Hedi Slimane, Parisian menswear genius and former Dior Homme demigod, has been spotted around Los Angeles recently looking simultaneously morose and secretive. Everyone's been wondering what he's up to -- and now the answer's finally come to light. The modern-day renaissance man has done everything from design furniture to create installations to photograph rock stars -- and now he's looking to join their ranks, having just signed to Los Angeles-based record label Dim Mak. Cornered recently in a surf shop while fondling wetsuits ("Their proportions are so marvelous"), Slimane admitted to his long-dormant desire to become a rock star. "I have photographed them all this time. Most of them are passed out. I think to myself, This is an easy occupation. I think to myself, Why not me?" With his customary single-mindedness, Slimane called in a few favors and found himself in possession of a record contract, booking himself some studio time for later this month. Calls and emails to Dim Mak were not returned, although one flack admitted that they hadn't actually heard a note of Slimane's music. But such prosaic matters as songs do not perturb Slimane, who prefers to think of this phase of his career "more like conceptual art." He looks forward to designing record covers more than anything, and says he will only press vinyl for his recordings -- no digital downloads or even CDs allowed. "They are so ghastly," he says. "I prefer the, how do you say, aspect ratio of records. The scale." When asked about his look as a rock star, Slimane looks modestly down at his feet. "I begin with the shoe," he says thoughtfully, looking down at his high-heeled boots. "I do not know if these evoke Bowie in quite the way I wish for this project. Perhaps these are too Prince-like for this." And about the music he wishes to make? "It is an adventure," he says simply. "We all have to begin somewhere." Somewhere must be an interesting place: a few weeks later, Slimane sent out an email with an MP3 attached, consisting of a single drumbeat played on a loop for 22 minutes and 22 seconds. The email stated simply: "I thought 22:22 looked like a good running time." However, the track remains untitled. (PS - Have a happy April Fool's Day! And we love you, Hedi, we really do.)
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Monday , March 31, 2008
Kazu Makino and Bats for Lashes' Natasha Khan, Serious "Fusionistas" Wow, it must have been a "Indie Rock Hotties As Fashionista Musos" moment this past weekend. First those Joanna Newsom photos made the rounds, but did you catch these of Blonde Redhead's Kazu Makino (a recent nogoodforme Style Icon) and Bats for Lashes' Natasha Khan (who got my vote for some of the best stage attire last year)? From a feature entitled The Fusionistas in the New York Times Magazine, they're a bit more "90s Gap ad" in feel. They don't have the effect the Newsom photos have of surprising viewers with a shift in perception of the artist in question, but they all look lovely, nevertheless. And just for fun, here is a picture from the same editorial of a rock star among artists, Shirin Neshat:
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Sunday , March 30, 2008
Joanna Newsom, Serious Fashionista Did you catch the Joanna Newsom interview in the latest issue of Paper? It's been interesting to follow the media coverage of the musical auteur of 2006's amazing Ys; everything at the beginning was all, "She's an elf! She's all weird!" and slowly it's moved away from that sort of half-mythologizing, half-patronizing characterization of the indie-folk harpist and singer. But it's been way fascinating to see where it's going now; the Paper interview keeps elements of the fairylike Joanna but it also name-checks some serious fashionista credentials, from her stage attire (Gucci and hot-pink Christopher Kane!) to her shoes (Christian Louboutins!) to her hangout activities in Manhattan (mani-pedis and Cafe Cluny!) to her rumored new boyfriend (SNL's Andy Samberg!) It's like "Joanna and the City," no? It's all a bit fabulous and the pictures are fantastic, but it sort of makes me miss the Joanna who wore funny woolly knee socks and moccasins and dated weirdo-perv/genius songwriter Bill Callahan of Smog. Still, everyone needs a healthy mix of high and low in their wardrobe, and she does look amazing wearing Rodarte, Sonia Rykiel, Three As Four and the like. Joanna wearing Rodarte: Joanna wearing Alexander McQueen: Joanna wearing Sonia Rykiel: Joanna wearing Three As Four:
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Friday , March 28, 2008
Sweet Valley High Sucks So, yeah, Random House is re-releasing the Sweet Valley High series: you know, the ones with those California-perfect twins, Elizabeth and Jessica, with their blond hair and perfect size 6 figures and shared red Fiat. I read the whole series when I was young, mostly when I couldn't grab a hold of the next Babysitters Club installment. (Claudia Kishi forever!) Of course, on this go-round the twins have been updated for a new generation: now they drive Jeep Wranglers (lame) and, get this -- their size 6s have now become size 4s. I gotta say, you can debate about "vanity sizing" and what not and how today's size 6 is more like an 8, but whatever -- it's still obnoxious. Thanks a lot, Random House, way to go for traumatizing a new generation of pre-teen girls with body image issues! You're the best, for realz! You know, I think this whole thing might just promote bulimia because I kind of vomited when I read the Random House press release. As the kids like to say on the internerd today: DO NOT WANT.
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Thursday , March 13, 2008
Hey Hey, We're the Grungies Remember The Ben Stiller Show? It was a sketch-comedy type deal that aired on MTV for about five seconds in 1990, then on Fox for another five seconds during the '92-'93 season. I was rewatching a few episodes last night and, dudes, there's so much brilliant stuff. But the bit that tickles me pinkest is probably "The Grungies," a totally pitch-perfect "Monkees" spoof - complete with all the weirdo slapstick and fantasy sequences - set in early-90s Seattle. One of the funnest parts is when The Grungies go to see a riot grrrl band called Goo Girls, a sort of Sonic Youth/L7 hybrid featuring Jeanne Tripplehorn as a Kim Gordon-esque bombshell and Janeane Garofalo as...some sort of amalgam of everybody in L7, I guess. (I have a very vivid memory of watching this scene when it was actually on TV - my mom walked in halfway through, looked at the screen and said, "I hate that Courtney Love person!") Anyway, here's the whole sketch. I must confess that I find Ben Stiller disturbingly almost-hot as a Chris Cornell look-alike, though I'm also so charmed by Bob Odenkirk's spot-on adoption of Mike Nesmith's oh-so-adorable Texas accent. And watch this bit too - it's an ad for Oliver Stoneland, a theme park where all the attractions are based on Oliver Stone movies. The best part's the Doors-inspired Mr. Morrison's Wild Ride, an "enhanced trip through depression, self-delusion, and crazed egomania." Animatronic Jim Morrison? Yes please!
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Monday , March 10, 2008
This Just In: Brooklyn Has A Lot of Bands Who Are Stylish Hey guys! I didn't know this, but apparently there are a lot of people making music in Brooklyn these days. I know this because I read it in this little newspaper called "The New York Times." It's a really cool paper! You should check it out! They do articles on Iraq and stuff sometimes. Anyway, apparently there are so many "bands" that it's practically a "scene." How awesome is that? Maybe we can go sometime? And apparently these people who play music are also into fashion, so we should dress like them so we can blend in. "The New York Times" had this article that gave me some ideas on how we can do this. I'm stoked because apparently there is this style called "Williamsburg prep" and it doesn't sound too different from mine. Maybe I can bust out my Tommy Hilfiger rugby from 7th grade? Do you think that will work? We have to be careful, though, because I guess Brooklyn is also full of these people called "haters," who will, like, crap all over you because really only one member of Vampire Weekend lives in Brooklyn. I haven't come to a conclusion on whether or not that makes them "Brooklyn" or not. I'm just trying to get my look together first. Things are hard enough. (P.S. - Snagged from stereogum.com! And on a less, um, sarcastic note, I'm both dismayed and psyched that they left off my most beloved Brooklyn band. Dismayed because who doesn't want some recognition for the ones they love; psyched because at least the douchebag factor will be kept low the next time they play Bowery Ballroom or something.)
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Thursday , February 28, 2008
Muse of the Season: Aeon Flux? (i.e. A Totally Geeky Entry) I was flipping through all the runway pictures from the recent fall seasons, wondering why I was feeling super-excited about a lot of the shows. Then I realized: it's all so Aeon Flux-y! Aeon Flux, of course, being the animated anti-heroine of the cult MTV series about a deadly assassin and her various adventures. Created by the brilliantly twisted Peter Chung and resembling a sci-fi Helmut Newton girl channeling both Egon Schiele and Star Trek, Aeon was known for her powers of seduction, coupled with an equally strong appetite for destruction and a penchant for wearing very little but fetish-y black leather: She was recently incarnated by Charlize Theron in an unfortunate attempt to translate the brilliant cartoon into a live-action film: And now "Aeon Flux" is popping up all over the runways for fall. Take for instance this look from Yves Saint Laurent: I could so easily see a Breen wearing this! (Those who aren't sci-fi nerds like myself, Bregna is the totalitarian country frequently infiltrated by Aeon, who lives across the border in Monica -- a way more anarchic, sexier place. The Breens are ruled by Trevor Goodchild -- Aeon's enemy and sometimes her lover. Don't ask, just live it.) When one thinks "sci-fi" and "fashion," one also thinks of Balenciaga's Nicolas Ghesquiere, who could also outfit a whole nation of Breens with his recent fall collection. Of course, one cannot forget the Goth samurai robots at Gareth Pugh. These clothes are straight outta Monica: And these weird head thingies at Junya Watanabe totally reminded me of the aliens at the end of the series. Here is Junya Watanabe: And here are those aliens: What do you think? Of course, it makes me sad that you won't get this entry if you haven't seen the show, so take a peek at one of the original Liquid Television shorts here to catch a glimpse of the weird, warped, perverse world of Aeon: And you can download more story-centric full-length episodes of the series at Amazon! Technology is so good sometimes.
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