jessie spano said it best when she became a caffeine pill fiend in order to balance her newly found hot sundae fame with the pressures of bayside high.
THERE'S NEVER ANY TIME.
enter personal faves (and well-covered-on-this-blog-band) cults and their simple advice for this complicated world. miss spano are you taking notes?
yesterday, some friends and i indulged in the first do-over of the season at el cid. but the over consumption of some things and the under consumption of the essentials (food/water) and things may have gotten a wee bit out of hand for some people. (i won't name names. haha) but like most sundays in los angeles, we can always do it all over again and attempt perfection next week.
the highlight of the party was flying lotus' set. and just in time to recollect dancing and spilling sangria all over the place, he's dropped his latest podcast, lovers melt via stones throw. download it via itunes for free and you won't be listening to anything else all day.
long hair don't care in the new video, "abducted" from cults. taking inspiration from the song's title, the first part of the video does justice to the idea of kidnapping and capture, but surprisingly changes it's mind in the final 30 seconds. while both brooklyn-by-way-of-san-diego singers don perfectly parted coifs, the abductee hair whips and twists to an ambiguous (albeit cinematic) idea of freedom.
check it out below. cults self-titled debut drops july 7th via columbia.
i find myself continuously hypnotized by the sounds of san francisco'sblackbird blackbird. the mind behind the moniker, mikey maraman, moves with fluidity and with a consciousness to reanimate familiar timbres and atmospheres. what does that mean to you? a consistent offering of contemporary and beautiful listening pleasures.
check out his new track, "euphoria" via his hometown mag, xlr8r.
it's ridiculously embarrassing, but sometimes i have a difficult time pronouncing certain (simple) words. despite repeated practice or even pausing to think about a word's pronunciation before attempting to say it...certain sounds just escape me. a glowing example is sushi chef. i literally cannot say it correctly. ever.
another word that i still have yet to perfect, despite my glowing affection for him is: theophilus. my god. even typing it out, i shivered at trying to attempt a correct pronunciation. so there is no one more excited for his latest single, "last name london". TL repeats his first (and obviously last) name over and over and over. maybe i'll perfect how to say it before his highly anticipated debut full length, timez are weird these days drops on july 19th. perhaps.
there's always something quirky and original surrounding the work of miranda july. her films showcase humanity and complexity, never lacking interesting pieces to fill in the blank moments. me & you & everyone we know was one of my favorites of 2005 and her latest, the future, appears just as free and fearless as ever.
a little video about letterpress to jump start your day.
props if you can recognize which new york film's theme this short borrowed for it's soundtrack. hint: it rhymes with mick and flora's finfinite waylist.
there's unmeasurable beautiful in capturing humble, yet intense passion. that's exactly what director richard press was able to profile in his new documentary about famed fashion photographer, bill cunningham. hilarious and inspiring, the film showcases not only an artistic point of view, but the genuine heart and soul of a man who has photographed fashion's elite (and everyday) for decades. in pursuit of his craft and vision, bill cunningham may have sacrificed the traditional routes of marriage and children, but has won worldwide acclaim and love from millions who are not only the subjects of his lens, but are fans and friends on the other side.
throw a good cover song in any live set and i'm a happy camper. well my future husby is going one step further to ensure my happiness and will digitally drop an EP full of covers titled, impressions later this week. for a taste, check out his spot-on take of the ELO classic, "mr. blue sky".
i've always been a fan of dev hynes various musical incarnations. from the quirkiness of lightspeed champion to his appropriate throwback hooks for theophilus london, his latest project blood orange seems to pick up exactly where TL left him - two decades behind.
decked in his finest threads (knicks snapback, hightop timberlands, harry potter circular frames complete with a jumpman earring), blood orange channels the vibe of 90's r&b predecessors: new edition, toni! tony! tone!, shai and blackstreet, but abandons the era's affinity for cheesy undertones in lieu of hyper-sensuality. it's all very new york undercover and no surprises here, i love it.
the new video from toronto trio austra reminds me of a performance piece. there's a whole lot going on without any semblance of cohesion or plot development. but if you enjoy random images rushing at you and people who are sometimes frozen but occasionally fight back, then "lose it" was probably made for (me and) you.
their debut, feel it break, drops later this month.
just in time for the outdoor bbqs and day parties that springtime is synonymous with (ahem, we're looking at you do-over) parisan producer and resident cuteface, onra, has released this funky little gem.
while some advice is sought out, most advice is unwarranted and can sometimes be the bane of your existence in some circles. but for those of you looking for a few inspired words from a handful of strangers from copenhagen, i highly suggest checking out the good advice project.
when love disappears, it's funny the little things you never stop associating with that missing person. sometimes it's their funny little habits, like coffee before breakfast or conversation. maybe it's even the stupid things they fancied, like the beat-up, circular black tupperwear they insisted housed their lunch. but sometimes, it's your own signature item that correlates a connection you wish you could forget.
for sherry leblanc - lead singer from austin trio - love inks, she's expressing her current state of loneliness through her solo black glove and his found door.
for me, the music of washed outseemed to appropriately parallel specific moments when the weather starts to become really beautiful. with vocals that slowly sprawl out, like lazy afternoon movements in bed and layered sounds that hover between the seductive and the inspiring, it's amazingly hazy and always perfectly sunkissed.
check out "eyes be closed" from ernest green's forthcoming debut, within and without.
