a certain dj left his backroom boogie experiment records lying in a pile in my makeshift bedroom. i plundered my way though the (mostly) homoerotic disco and these were my highlights. shangaan electro get first place for the amaze video.
also feeling the NMBRS17, but theres no info on the label. all these fine recordings - and more current/less homoerotic ones - can be purchased from rubadub records, 35 howard street, glasgow, or on their website here.
back from an exhausting couple of weeks in LA. i would like to be able to post you photos of: beautiful venice beach sunsets, my overtly hippy spanish casa in west hollywood, my temporary pup clarence, the awesome tofu salad from cafe etc, the old man dressed as super mario cycling to work on an empty road at 8am, the celeb-packed halloween party at kk barrett’s house in silverlake(karen o singing the time warp in the basement/spike jonze’s awful attempt at tap dancing in the back yard/discovering arcade fire don’t have a sense of humour/neon indian’s homemade panther costume that looked absolutely positively nothing like a panther/tons of pro skater douchebags being douchebags/jack black dressed as jack black/and so on), my sexy posthumous gaddafi costume, the bubbles live show, skinny dipping with obsolete child actors at 2am, the moroccan breakfast at gjelinas, the ginger and cilantro margaritas at el carmen, steaks and cocktails at the legendary musso & franks, the stunt training at 87eleven gym, the santigold video shoot in boylan heights - home of the drive-by…
…but some fucker stole my camera. you’ll just have to take my word for it.
LA listen up. i’m producing the new santigold video and looking to cast some people to be members of her gang. a lot of stunt work involved and you’ll be working with david leitch and his team, coming straight off of the new bourne movie. i’m casting on saturday of next week(oct 29th) and the shoot date is november 2nd, location downtown LA.
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it’s taken a whole week but my brain has finally grown back after the gigantathon creators project new york event. props to ciel hunter and her team for achieving the impossible.
personal highlights for me: flooring debbie harry with our life on mars revisited installation, the omnipotent benoit simon, our exceptional build crew, four tet in a train tunnel, being reunited with my darling TKA, karen o’s voice, christiane hultquist’s rad costumes (and raunchy dance moves), chasey and her jolly ranchers, dinner at momofuku - courtesy of ash, keri elmsly’s mcqueen dress, juliette larthe’s entire wardrobe, getting krump at optimo, pizza moto pizza, pegah being pegah, ryan franzman’s photo face, patrón in the street, surviving yet another attempt by UVA on my life.
low points: breakfast at the thompson hotel, missing josh hartnett at the powerhouse, erykah badhu’s dj set, ale’s tequila tolerance, the water street restaurant, my minibar bill.
awesome photo of barney and mick in front of bowie by james medcraft…full slideshow here.
the creators project beijing was an epic, sleep-deprived, cultural mind-fuck.
highlights: the great wall, the forbidden city/’alan’ -our sassy guide, the traditional tea ceremony, the food at the dali courtyard, the bar made entirely from ice, the ducks(and their hearts. in gravy), the yi-house hotel, destroying the yi-house hotel bar, pegah being dragged by her heels past my bedroom door at 7am in the yi-house house hotel, the plethora of cute sausage-shaped puppies, the $1 DVDs, the crazy press conference at UCCA, the ninja training shoes pretty much all of us now own, the opiate chicken, the beer made from rice, the bath robes, the tatsuo miyajima ashes to ashes, dust to dustexhibit outside our bowie box, the thousands of people who came to see our bowie box, the people running scared from the bowie box, the peach colony series by yang yongliang, the glasser and mount kimbie live shows, optimo making slip mats from pizza boxes, my homegirl chasey cunt, the formidable keri elmsly, ciel’s 4am franzmania interview, the machine that is benoit simon, and finally barney clay with his impressively dapper capsule wardrobe and big brain . a big thank you to everyone who made the last 8 days so amazing.
lowlights; the internet, saying goodbye to sarah waldman, the smog.
skip past maggie gyllenhaal’s lame-ass wooden intro and watch copyright criminals, an examination of legal vs artistic whajamacallits in today’s music industry, can you really own a sound? some pretty cool interviews and stock footage up in here.
a couple of weeks ago i went to the GoMA and gatecrashed one of those tours where the guide talks loudly, with zero authority and 100% pompous prickery. apart from wanting to smash his face in with a brick when he dismissed all video art as ‘boring’, i was massively underwhelmed as he waxed lyrical about his prize exhibit. haroon mirza’s tribute to joy division, regaining a degree of controlembodies everything that makes me angry about modern art; mediocre, pretentious and lacking in content. martin mackay has more interesting piles of crap in his spare room.
things i liked about sao paulo: the view from my hotel room, the street art, the all-you-can-eat sushi, the caipirinhas, the lines outside the bowie piece all day and night, the nice man who gave me chocolates on the plane, the ‘small cry’ concept - where you ask your waiter for a ‘small cry’ and they re-fill your glass for free when you’ve finished your drink.
things i did not like about sao paulo: the scary news, the gross economic divide, the traffic, the 100% tax on every imported item, the children high on glue running barefoot across a busy freeway, tam airlines movies - pretty woman, the lion king and along came polly should not be in any ‘great movies’ section.