hot finds no.1

a motherfucking castle (!) in mid-constructon spotted while driving to an exotic animal sanctuary in rural wisconsin:

young korean MTV casualty in Burrito Beach, kind enough to let me photograph this bonkers-ass warm-up jacket.

me, "hey uh....can i ask you a question?"

he, "uh sure."

me, "can i take a picture of your jacket? it's pretty fucking nutty."

his friends laugh. he says it's okay. thanks man.

moral turpitude

at work last week and so tired of listening the the uninspiring drone of machines that i turned on npr and luckily caught a feature on a brilliant dandy named Sebastain Horsely. i'm easily lost in absurdity and nonsense, as i think most folks with deathgrip on reality can easily get lost in, and this gem of a "man" is like mayor to our playland whose campaign slogan went something like, "The only way of tolerating existence is to lose oneself in a perpetual orgy of absurdity". you don't say?

he has a memoir (bible?) out and i hope to get it ASAP. here's the feature from npr.org:
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=88685073

coincidentally, my partner in soft crime is in londontown and i hope he catches a dandy by his coattails and brings him back for me! doubtful, so i'm making a tape for his approaching birthday called "Dandy in a Casket" since all i've been listening to is a cocktail of 4ad bands, bauhaus-realated jams and songs i won't hear at neo anymore since they've gone the way of the trixie with a "freaky" spanking fetish (yawnz).

side one:
godflesh- messiah
einsturzende neubauten- zeichnungen des patienten o.t.
malaria!- how do you like my new dog
breeding ground- reunion
tones on tail- performance
sisters of mercy- alice
clan of xymox- muscoviet musquito
cocteau twins- feathers oar-blades
killing joke- unspeakable
alien sex fiend- gurl at the end of my gun

side two:
under construction!

trying to craft a mini casket, lined in velvet that opens up with the tape inside. bought opaque vellum-ish for the cover and hunting for an image of a somber-looking dandy to use.

the heat up

hopefully my lil sis was one of the last casualties in the sickness craze of early '08 because it was a life wrecker for some. for her, it meant sleeping upright to breathe and missing one of her favorite bands, the raveonettes. so here you go minders...




they are a man/woman two piece, worldly popular so i'm sure this is common knowledge. hurst called me sexist scum for favoring her to him in a ratio of about 10:1 in photos. can you blame me? only this woman could pull off an ensemble that looks like it was time capsuled in '84 from a church bingo basement. (side note: a glance at any tween begging to be glanced at has me asking...anyone feel that xmas sweaters will be ironically fashionable in the near future? the third drawn down in my mom's dresser and my ebay gains are high-fiving each other yesssssss they hope so.)

i always thought this band was pretty easy to listen to but they never really broke into me. new record and a meeting in the flesh and i was levitating during the set. flawless, seamless, equal parts shake-up and soothe. just wish min would've been there b/c her car ride shoulder shimmy to "love in a trashcan" is stained into my memory.