New internet toy of the day! Big Ass Message lets you send big ass messages (though it’s a little bit of a passive aggressive way of letting fellow netizens know how you feel?) such as this one. This is not my personal message…you can customize your message in a variety of ways: magic (this nutty flashy thing I uploaded), Pepsi, etc. Pretty fun. Via Today and Tomorrow.
Edit: Bjorn didn’t make the gif, not sure where it came from! Whoever made it must have really meant it & went through the effort since his program doesn’t generate automatic gifs…
When I visited Sweden, one of the things that first struck me was that everyone’s apartments, houses, and public spaces seemed beautifully designed, in this contemporary, bright, cheery and somewhat 50′s/60′s Mr. Men kind of way. There’s a vibe in the air that encourages a similar stlye of living- they do have the highest standard of living in the world. I completely fell in love with this sensibility, the bright and airy floral curtains, vibrant and playful placemats….making your space a joyful one. (Maybe ’cause it’s so cold in the winter.) Ahh, Sweden. Take the wallpaper above, inspired by “an idea to pattern a porcelain mug with crystal glasses and so make it fine for serving celebratory drinks.” Classic! No fuss, just simple, iconcally graphic depictions that encourage you to drink champagne from a mug- you can still live elegantly while avoiding pretension by trying something new! Move over IKEA- check out these lovely designs from the Scandinavian Design Center.
Since Japanese photographer Kimiko Yoshida “fled [her] homeland to escape the mortifying servitude and humiliating fate of Japanese women, she seeks to take a feminist stance in protest against contemporary cliches of seduction” and the general stereotyped portrayal of women-hood. Her self portraits transform and that to her is the ultimate value of work.
Performing/Guzzling functions more as a hard bound artist journal than a monograph filled with page after page of Gordon’s ghost like watercolors, text paintings, lyrics/poetry, and photography. The watercolor works are by far the most accomplished, inspired by on-stage performances where the faces in the audience become a dreamy and ethereal blur of color.
The first printing of the book will be in a limited edition of 3,000 copies, with each containing a signed print by Kim Gordon. Performing/Guzzling is a must have book for both artist book enthusiasts and Sonic Youth fans alike!
Metalocalypse’s Dethklok is both a real and animated super-shredder heavy metal band. Kinda like Gorillaz, but with more head-banging, blood, guts and mayhem. What I love is that Brendan Small first created a show around the world’s most successful (fictional) black metal band, then created a real live band around it, and invariably reaped the fame of the fictional animated one. Does that make any sense? I guess usually movies/things get big in real life, then get animated, not vice versa….
For all you post-modern ironic lovers of the power of technology to rearrange, interrupt and recontextualize….wait, let me start over. This video is HI-larious. Maybe it’s because I have been in rooms full of stinky dudes agape at footage of Slash’s classic 1992 Tokyo concert, going, “My god! This solo is a veritable treasure trove of repeating pentatonic licks! Slash is God! We are not worthy!” (Sorta.) Well, Mr. StSanders has thoroughly confounded legions of shred-lovers. He “voices over” in near perfect timing clunker-rific dissonent solos that are the worst you have ever heard over all my favorite obnoxious guitar-heroes, including, but not limited to, The Satch-master, Steve Vai, Clapton, and others.
I came across this John Galliano couture collection from 2006 and couldn’t help but laugh. I’ve been thinking about the great question of war & peace ever since hearing snippets from a rare house debate on the subject on NPR the other day. I don’t really have any answers on the state of the nation….apart from presenting Galliano’s bedraggled mud-slang revolutionary rockers doused in oil make-up, flip-flops, Galliano branded life vests (?), Michael Jackson-inspired spike shoulder pads and fake beards. Is Galliano lampooning the ridiculously luxe couture high-fashion world? Or our mythological idealizations of fighting desperados? Perhaps Mad Max is upon us.