We all have our dreams and fantasies - sometimes our fantasies seem real. What do dreams look like? How would you feel if your fantasies were projected for everyone to see. Here is a rare look at one of those fantasies - “Takumi’s Dream” a projection of his deepest darkest love and obsession.
To help make this dream (Indigo, the film) a reality, visit their Kickstarter.
Steven Harrington is serious. He’s not a serious dude but he’s the type of person who always is acting in earnest, the type of person who has such an intense passion for the task at hand that you can’t ever question his integrity. He’s not lying: he’s a serious dude.
This provides some context for his latest Case Studyo collaboration, a little pot they are calling Sincerely Yours. It’s a curvy functional sculpture marked with wavy yin yangs, all of which is to express our need for balance. It’s like a neon tabletop zen garden, one made from colored craft sand and a rock shaped bouncy ball: they are objects serious about their intentions but are presented to you in a language removed from said intention. It is an effort steeped in both a meditative, yogic calm and contemporary, loving relaxedness.
Sincerely Yours is also a good looking riff on classic ideas. Again: it’s serious about being not seriously serious. This is because Harrington is a serious person. If you dig this, you can grab the one-of-a-kind good here.
"I was wondering if I could have a photo with you…?"
"Oh: yes! Of course! Why not!"
"Should we stand right here?"
They move away from the group, a distant doorframe behind them.
"I think this is great."
"You smell good."
"Thanks," she says, tugging the lemon scented Little Tree tied to her necklace.
"Can you—You know.—do something? Like, maybe something with the tongue?"
"But I have gum in my mouth."
"I don’t care! Do something like that, still. That’s so you of you to say that about the gum."
"That is very funny, yes. You are just such a talent aren’t you?"
"From a child actor to a singer to whatever you are doing now: it’s really very impressive. I sincerely mean that."
She nods and half smiles, “Are we doing this?”
"Ah!" he laughs, stepping forward and placing a hand on a photographer’s shoulder. "Can we do a photo?" he motions to the two of them. The photographer nods and raises the camera—but he interrupts.
"Wait, wait," he turns to her. "Aren’t you going to do it? The tongue?"
She rolls her eyes.
"You said you were going to! I think it really—" he steps back, pointing at her jewelry. "It brings out your ephemera."
She adjusts the necklaces, “Look, I have no idea what this shit is. I basically gave Jeremy a bunch of candy necklaces, things I bought at a gas station, and some pony beads my assistant ordered from Oriental Trading Company and that’s it.”
He blushes: “I would, you know, happily show this at gallery.”
"You’re cute," she wraps her arm around his shoulder. "You’re a funny little dude."
Believing in your own vision takes a lot of courage. The task of rising above the fear of failure is something that stops many, so when we have a friend or collaborator that is able to push through that and put their heart and soul into a piece of work, we get excited. Jody Wilson, who directed this video for Uh Huh Her, and this video for Bright Light Bright Light, has written her first feature film and is using Kickstarter to raise funds to make it a reality. Watch the video, read the story and if you feel compelled to be a part of Indigo, donate here.
I wish I was a teen in the late eighties and early nineties. Technically, I was a teen in the nineties (In 1999, I turned thirteen.) but my experience was more closely related to that of an aughts person, a millennial. I have never seen My So Called Life but I watched every episode of Freaks and Geeks, as it aired. I was less into Nightmare On Elmstreet series but am still OBSESSED with every Scream film. Nirvana and Radiohead and Weezer have never appealed to me but I sometimes still will play albums from the Spice Girls and Ace Of Base and—Embarrassingly.—any musical projects involving Gwen Stefani. I simply missed the boat by being born in the *late* mid-eighties versus the mid-mid eighties or early eighties.
Tammy Pierce lived through the eighties and nineties as a teen. She was a big haired, floppy pant wearing dork who believed herself to be the raddest girl around. She probably mouth breathed and kind of smelled of baby powder and tuna but she was a lovable spazz who easily could have been an extra in Donnie Darko. (Sorry! Millennial bullshit again!) (Ugh: the word “millennial.”) She is the original adorkable, an absolutely uncool McLoser so painful that books should be written to honor her.
In fact, books *are* written about her. There is actually a series of collected comics dedicated to the character of Tammy Pierce, a three book series called Unlovable. The story behind the books is that artist Esther Pearl Watson found a diary in a gas station bathroom and loosely created a series of comics dedicated to it’s author (whoever that real person is). Tammy is the type of girl who fawns after every guy ever and tries desperately to keep up with every popular culture item ever while trying to be as en vogue as you could possibly be. She hangs out with losers who are borderline gutter punk and is the type of student who probably makes straight Cs. She’s aspirational, to say the least.
Watson creates Tammy’s world to be as ugly as it is beautiful. Her characters are so blithely unaware of who they are that you become very respectful of a person like Tammy. She lacks the edge of Enid from Ghost World or the dryness of Daria from Daria or even the dedication to wannabeness of Dawn Weiner from Welcome To The Dollhouse possesses. Yet, her story is just as compelling and deserving of it’s own dork canon. Tammy is so wonderfully written as blasé but has a gigantic, colorful imagination that Watson captures through superb scraggly drawings.
The series’ third edition was recently released and is a quick read. If you are a reader of Bust, you will definitely find the comic familiar since it has been a recurring feature for years. Don’t fret that Summer has basically ended: grab Unlovable, get all nostalgic about the nineties, and thank god you were never Tammy Pierce. Homegirl is the original hot mess.
This video makes me excited. It also makes me want to go lingerie shopping and come right home and put it on and take darkly lit photos of myself and “accidentally” press send.. AGENDER (Romy Hoffman- guitars, vocals, synth / Yolanda DeRose- bass / Melissa Agate- drums) take the elements of post punk new wave and mix it with a raw performance art element. (It feels like the love child of ADULT and Lizzy Mercier Descloux to me.) This video holds nothing back. These fearless and powerful women are giving us a very healthy dose of: “I don’t give a fuck, just play some fucking music and dance!”
"Australian bred post punkers, AGENDER slip into something a little more manic with their single “INTIMATE APPAREL.” AGENDER’S Slit’s-esque, post punk freneticism has a Victoria’s Secret campaign written all over it, as long as the world were similar to the sexual oasis frontwoman Romy Hoffman delivers with Devo inspired, staccato vocals, piercing guitars and a raw prowess that brings forth Ari Up/Exene Cervenka nostalgia." ( Via Manimal PR )
It’s Labor Day and that means relaxing by the pool with a cold drink and good tunes. Get in the mood for your Monday off with this video (directed by Gia Coppola) from Blood Orange.
It’s not quite an animated .gif and it’s not quite a still image. It’s not a video, either. It’s a weird hybrid between the three—and it’s called a PHHHOTO.
This new form of capturing is an app that takes “moving images,” storing them inside a stream much like Instagram. It’s origin story comes from the party scene, capturing quick glimpses into an isolated world that you’ll want to remember and share later. You might think that party mode may be more dynamic than the isolated app—but you’re mistaken. The app may outshine—and certainly folds in—the party mode idea.
The thing about PHHHOTO is that it is much more dynamic than any image combing website or application. It’s also much less demanding and cumbersome than video focused apps like Vine. It takes five consecutive shots, loops them, presenting them to you as this endless and inevitably seamless stream of pictures. It’s more of a flipbook, if anything, and because of the absence of sound, you can project and imagine and assume anything you want about said image(s).
The app is available for downloading now—and you should probably get into it now before the inevitable mainstream takeover.
Imagine a day with a warm breeze, lazy lounging near a large body of water, sweat beads lightly rolling down your chest as you take a sip of a cool drink with frozen pieces of melon in each mouth full. Now imagine what that would sound like. That is how Cobalt Cranes make me feel when I listen to them. Like a warm relaxing summer day on the best coast, the west coast.
“COBALT CRANES spent much of 2013 and early 2014 on tour, and began writing new songs in small motels and roadside diners along the way. Their new songs blend vintage California sounds with grungier, raw elements. They just finished recording their new album Days in the Sun with LA underground legend Joel Jerome (Dios, Cherry Glazerr, La Sera), and call their new sound “California Grunge”. The band is releasing Days in the Sun on Echo Park’s rising label LOLIPOP RECORDS, which has quickly established itself as the hub of the new LA scene. Look for Days in the Sun on cassette via Lolipop Records August 5th.” - Via Manimal PR
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