Friday, December 31, 2004

boring museum



I've started a Boring Photos group on flickr.

What is boring? It is easier said than done. Landmarks such as Martin Parr's Boring Postcards books are the obvious starting point, but there is also the work of Ed Ruscha ("26 gas stations", "Every building on the sunset strip") and Useful Photography #1 (boring catalog pictures) and #2 (fascinatingly boring pictures from ebay).

I think Ruscha was the pioneer of the modern deadpan style in the 60's, but photographers like Eggelston and Stephen Shore seem to be informed by Ruscha and yet - they aren't boring. Usually.

In 1993, Boring Business Systems became the authorized Haworth Office Systems Dealer, adding furniture systems, space planning and design services, and installing Haworth Systems for Verizon, Mid Florida Credit Union, Peterson Myers Law Firm, Polk Community College and many other local companies.

Thank you for being a bore. Together we can forge a new ennui.

Wednesday, December 29, 2004

Thursday, December 23, 2004

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

it's a very metal christmas at KITTYTEXT. scroll down to the Dec. 20th entry for the yuletide bells of Slade, AC/DC and Billy Squier.
Bollywood for the Skeptical

Tuesday, December 21, 2004


children scared of santa
Nothing says Happy Holidays like a photo of sweet little toddlers screaming at Santa. The first 25 photos in this gallery are from the Chicago Tribune's "Scared of Santa" contest in 2003. All the rest of the photos were submitted by SouthFlorida.com readers this year. Enjoy!

Monday, December 20, 2004

wormwood


wormwood
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Worker Sacked for Selling Queen's Xmas Pud
A worker at Britain's Buckingham Palace has been sacked for trying to sell a Christmas pudding gift from Queen Elizabeth on an Internet auction site.

drop-dead aesthetes.

Saturday, December 18, 2004

Friday, December 17, 2004

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

harry partch instruments
By 1969, the year he recorded 'Delusion of the Fury,' Harry Partch had designed 27 new instruments, all to be played on stage at the same time in a spatial ritual theater. These instruments were made to be beautiful in sound, vision, and 'magical purpose.' They were tuned according to the natural overtone series, 'Just Intonation' Some, like the Chromelodeon, had as many as 43 tones in a single 'octave.' He made particular instruments for specific needs in his compositions, not the other way around. But, more than this, he designed the instruments to be 'corporeal.' To Partch, corporeal meant to involve the whole body, the whole person in the art.
play them with your mouse or (better) keyboard here !
via metafilter

sinister santas
via spoilt victorian child

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

candling


candling
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

from the filmstrip how we get poultry and eggs

8-bit pop

the happy Japanese sounds of YMCK.

the Belgian sound of lo-bat (eh. just listen to the ymck samples.)

via boing boing
dunois jazz
this site - well, it sounds better in french, e'en in all caps:

CE SITE SE VEUT ÊTRE LE GARDIEN DE LA MÉMOIRE DES CONCERTS QUI ONT EU LIEU AU 28 DE LA RUE DUNOIS A PARIS IL Y A UNE VINGTAINE D'ANNÉES.
It features streaming video clips (about a minute each) of the likes of Derek Bailey, Steve Lacy, Sonny Sharrock, Alex von Schlippenbach, Eugene Chadbourne and the Rova Saxophone Quartet.

Monday, December 13, 2004


nutella fever - catch it.
via a google image search and the fetching, brilliant eve andersson
A sidebar at the village voice this week brings us, from the Int'l Herald Tribune, The politics of Nutella.
[Gigi Padovani (distant, distant cousin?], author of Nutella, un mito italiano (Nutella, an Italian myth) sez:] 'All generations have appropriated Nutella - they all feel as though it belongs to them. It transcends generations. It is national-popular,' he said, referring to a concept coined by the founder of the Italian Communist Party, Antonio Gramsci. 'Today we would call it bipartisan.'
The spread has also been "eulogized in print, in song, and on screen." I'll post a nutella song should I find one.

Sunday, December 12, 2004


mermaid tryouts. from the nyt
audio rodeo

junior, mama used to say (80's british r&b 12"), on the number one song in heaven

more joe meek (60's british phil spector but a lot whiter) on the of mirror eye

hungarian intrumental music (hungarian instrumental music) and underground rock from Iran (persian prog) at rummage through the crevices


Friday, December 10, 2004

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

turtle's 78rpm jukebox

via flobberlob, who links also to the audio-generous sites of ivor cutler and martin newell

Tuesday, December 07, 2004

WFMU's On The Download
WFMU's On The Download collects MP3s from the fringes once a month: new sounds, obscure audio, found sound, and other sonic stimulants unique to WFMU.
this month's installment incldues a [ed. update: not funny] prank call by [ed. update: ON] the late russ meyer
Boohbah Zone

the creator of the teletubbies has again raised the bar for pediatric hallucinogens. I can't wait for the chewable vitamins. use headphones.
drunken shoutouts: a collaborative audioblog
Writing is but a passing fancy of mine. The truest aim of my moments, the goal that drives my sweat and muscle, the only girl who's eyes still my soul, is the mastery of the art of leaving drunken phone messages. All else is nothing but distraction, faded confetti dodging empty branches in a stiff autumn breeze. William Faulkner
via metafilter
you hit me baby like an atomic bomb - fay simmons

nucular r&b cum hammond organ freakout. from the collection talk to me daddy (buy it). the disc also has lesser-known sides from sarah vaughan and lil armstrong, but I got it for this title, which thoroughly delivers on the promise of aggresive sexual radiation. liner notes offer no little to no information on the obscure artists here compiled.

Monday, December 06, 2004

artomatic solo no.2


from the 24-hr artomatic
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

the new oke
...a new nightclub in Edinburgh is aiming to combine pornography with the only activity which perhaps provokes more general embarrassment: karaoke. The somewhat unusual hybrid is being called pornaoke.

Instead of tanked-up businessmen and hen nights murdering cheesy hits, pornaoke participants are being asked to provide the soundtrack for silent porn films - supplying grunts, screams and groans.

Sunday, December 05, 2004

Thursday, December 02, 2004

another goddam mp3 blog

listen to magazine and swell maps "at" silence is a rhythm two.
the harvey girls:
"'Notwist meet Joe Meek at Bread's barbeque.'
--George Parsons, Dream Magazine"
(translation: "blah blah Joe Meek blah blah food. good. blah blah publication.")

listen to the nice song good morning, bubblegum

via spoilt victorian child
audioblog rodeo

beatles cover from ghana at benn loxo du taccu.

alestair alice, (torrent, shn) a live ensemble which according to the included txt features
Alfred 23 Harth Reeds
Phil Minton Voice, Trumpet
Sonny Sharrock Guitar
Gunter Mueller Percussion etc
holy crap!

delmore bros., mobile blues, on locust st.

jens lekman, forgotten songs, via largehearted boy

throbbing gristle, subhuman! infects music is a virus

i have heard the future of music and his name is mcrorie, via rummage through the crevices

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

consumption
Chris Jordan’s new large-format color images take us on a tour behind the shiny façade of the American dream, back into the fearsome infrastructure of our consumer lifestyle.

via studio notebook

shut up


shut up
Originally uploaded by a nameless yeast.

Saturday, November 27, 2004

Wednesday, November 24, 2004

"introducing children to guns, freedom, and responsibility"

via boing boing

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

downbeat


downbeat
Originally uploaded by ppad.
props to me

My New Favorite Place
People, the Mary Pickford Theater at the Library of Congress rules. They show all types of crazy shit at 7PM every weeknight: film, TV, whatever. But this has to be the most insane bit on the current schedule, screening the Friday after Thanksgiving:
The Loneliest Runner (NBC, 1976) Dir Michael Landon. With Brian Keith, Melissa Sue Anderson. (75 min, 16mm) Writer-director-producer Landon shows us his dirty laundry in this painfully autobiographical teledrama. Lance Kerwin (James at 15) plays the young eneuretic track star whose mother's corrective regimen involves hanging stained sheets out his bedroom window. Shown with an encore presentation of How to Drownproof Your Child.
programmed by me, props via pearly gates

Monday, November 22, 2004

the scent of peel

the home truths tribute to john peel traces the evolution of mr. peel's penchant for pet sniffers, introducing to the nation "a heretofore furtive pastime." as one sultry-voiced bird purrs, "the smell of warm dalmation ... is wonderfully biscuitty".

Friday, November 19, 2004


the art of jack kevorkian.
he would have fit right in at artomatic.
music to watch troubled teens by

audiophile: music pretty is a site deidicated to music featured on the hit tv series the gilmore girls. I've never seen it, but now I - and you, the reader - can listen to the soundtrack of tender gilmore girl moments: find love with the free design; straddle the age of consent with big star; I don't know what these kids did to the gentle strains of john coltrane, but I'm sure it was real, real tender. maybe they shot heroin.

said the gramophone has put up the magnetic fields' strange powers, which is heard on the great soundtrack to the beautiful, iMovie-generated autobiographical documentary Tarnation. filmmaker jonathan caouette documents a troubled childhood not likely to jump-start a hit tv series about growing up - but if it did, the series would have great music. [note to self: find mp3 of wichita lineman]

Thursday, November 18, 2004

not enigmatic enough

I just bought Anonymous: Enigmatic Images from Unknown Photographers. This is a handsomely produced tome with some wonderful pictures. But sorting out images by theme robs the viewer of an element of surprise - the start one gets when discovering an oddly arresting image at a flea market, or tucked away in an old paperback. A more successful collection of such elusive images is Other Pictures, put out by Twin Palms. It is one of my favorite photography books, period; serendipitous, like the best street photography; mysterious; totally unexpected. It totally rocks.


the olympus XA, from the product design database

via foreword
an interview with alec soth
(buy the book here)
If looked at in a certain light, nearly anyone can be beautiful. I learned this last August on a hot Monday afternoon while in the company of Minneapolis artist Alec Soth at a bar in the dingiest hinterlands of Northeast Minneapolis...

...[Soth is] not just some photographer. He's actually an open-faced, warmly smiling, 33-year-old confidence-man operator/artist who works his way into unusual situations and then works the situation to get exactly what he wants. This includes a Memphis prostitute's room, the Angola State prison, an aging Southern matron's bedroom, and numerous other situations. He simply enters into these people’s lives momentarily and pries surprising elements of beauty from them.
via gallery hopper

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

"ramona," by johnny bombay and the reactions.

a lost dc power pop plassic. get it from the Schoenborns. Oh isn't its pedigree a curious delight to you of all ages and lands and creeds. Greg S., who put up these and other historical recordings, played bass; and one Abaad Behramr (maybe I wasn't kidding about creeds) played guitar. and get this, Mr. Behramr would later - or was that before? - play in the Razz, who gave us ... Tommy Keene! can you believe that? damn. I remembered it fondly from 'hfs, and I beheld unto the original ep on ebay - change it for 2o ducats and read more on who begat whom, here. I don't remember it 20 duxworth of fondly, but free and fondly is peaches.
jesper just: the man who strayed, a deadpan mini-opera.

see also:
santa on the loose.

neither as good as "bliss in heaven," now at perry rubenstein but not online.

Thursday, November 11, 2004

waterplanet
k records meets syd barrett. download "heedless/headless." (reg. req.)
via press night at artomatic

Wednesday, November 10, 2004


from the flea market at 26th & 6th, ny, ny

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

props to kittytext, an mp3 blog specializing in Thin Lizzy Thursdays. kittytext is responsible for sundry referrals to this humble abode - traffic is approaching double-digit figures.
the real toy story
In the spring of 2004, I returned to the United States, rented a van and traveled throughout California, visiting all the second hand shops along the way and hitting the flea markets at the weekends. My criteria: that each toy must have a face, and had to have been "made in China"...

Parallel to the process of preparing the toys for the installation, I visited five toy factories in China where I photographed the workers producing the toys. These portraits are embedded in the installation, and add another level of meaning to the project.
via conscientious

Monday, November 08, 2004

Craving progress

So all you kids in the red states, and the slower blue-state kids too, note well this site, from which The Bloggy, Bloggy Dew was referred at by Blogger's random next-blog sequentomatonator. The lesson being: if you study Real Science, you too might meet somebody who looks Just Like This. Creation Schmeation. Whose God are you going to listen to, the God of Hate and Ignorance or the God of Hot Intelligent Blondes? I thought so.
what we're up against

a letter to the editor of the journal and courier, lafayette-west-lafayette, IN
'I've earned capital,' said President Bush on Thursday in his press conference. He said he plans on spending it, and I sincerely hope he will. Forget trying to appease those he just soundly defeated. They lost, therefore their concerns should be his last.

The loser, John Kerry, told the president it was up to him to unify the country. Let Kerry contact the Michael Moore types and talk about unification on the loser's side, because the president has work to do. Bush received more than 50 percent of the popular vote, a feat even Bill Clinton never achieved, although he always claimed a mandate. So W must have a super mandate.

The majority of voters spoke, and they liked W's ideas. It's time to implement them. Partial reform of Social Security, tax reforms (cuts), a continued commitment to the war on terror.

This time, forget the 'new tone.' Having the Kennedys over for more popcorn and movies? Forget it. Get the short list of Supreme Court judges dusted off and check their phone numbers for accuracy, it's time to overturn Roe v. Wade, so God can bless America again.

Tony Lee, Oxford
via a blue Indianan

nitrada.com input output system

audio loops loaded at random. probably un-american. instant soundtrack for your godless lounge or gallery. works real well with these unamerican whales, too.

tout va bien au web zen
looptracks

hallway, schoormans' gallery

from my new flickr account

Thursday, November 04, 2004

Veiled Conceit
A glimpse into that haven of superficial, pretentious, pseudo-aristocratic vanity: The NY Times' Wedding & Celebration Announcements.
via weird curves
the picture is dead quartet
Flowers are nice but teaching little kids to kill ants is nicer.

Monday, November 01, 2004

colorama

The main concourse of Grand Central is New York’s great indoor room. When it opened in 1913, architects Warren & Wetmore's building was hailed as an engineering marvel and a "temple to transportation." But by 1984 it was dark, dirty, and marred with advertising. Sticky trash was stuck in every corner. Homeless people slept in its subterranean passages. And looming above it all, blocking the main hall’s east windows, presiding over its tumult no less than West Egg’s Eyes of Dr. T.J. Eckleburg, was the Colorama, the massive backlit billboard that its creator, Eastman Kodak, trumpeted as the World’s Largest Color Photograph.

via design observer

Thursday, October 28, 2004



2004's Scariest Halloween Costumes
via boing boing

Monday, October 25, 2004

Friday, October 22, 2004

miss texas does chopin

avant-garden? I see I'm not the only one who is reminded of nancarrow ...


martin lutherrhea
Archaeologists in Germany say they may have found a lavatory where Martin Luther launched the Reformation of the Christian church in the 16th Century.

The stone room is in a newly-unearthed annex to Luther's house in Wittenberg.

Luther is quoted as saying he was 'in cloaca', or in the sewer, when he was inspired to argue that salvation is granted because of faith, not deeds.

The scholar suffered from constipation and spent many hours in contemplation on the toilet seat.

Wednesday, October 20, 2004

jandek live

Which is a big deal to very special people. I never got the Jandek cult, but the sample tracks here are listenable for at least minute, or even more! He could be bigger than Hanson. Really, they're ok.

more live grand funk railroad here.

Monday, October 18, 2004

heaven is a funky moose

steve perry grooves to wildlife theology

Friday, October 15, 2004

martha and the muffins!

have aged alright, and have their own website. mp3s are up at moistworks. Scroll down to Oct. 13th for Muffins.

Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Periodic Table of Atomic Music
Every art form of the early Cold War era had to deal with the arrival of atomic bomb in one manner or another. Some artists were reserved and intellectual in their approach to the awesome new phenomenon, others less so. The world of Pop Music, for one, got an especially crazy kick out of the Bomb. Blues, jazz, gospel, rock and country musicians embraced atomic energy with wild-eyed, and some might argue inappropriate, enthusiasm. These musicians churned out a variety of truly memorable tunes featuring some of the most bizarre lyrics of the 20th century.

The Internet Resource for collecting medical, surgical, apothecary, dental, and bloodletting antiques.

Wednesday, October 06, 2004

old cooties
Lice could have jumped from them on to our ancestors during fights, sex, clothes-sharing or even cannibalism.

Tuesday, October 05, 2004

cecil mcbee and the right of personality
Sometime after the jazz musician Cecil McBee played in Japan for the first time, someone opened a CECIL McBEE clothing store there and now it's a successful chain. McBee has sued in Japan under a theory of right of personality, with mixed success.

Thursday, September 30, 2004



a depraved man commits bestiality and is berated by satan

(link is at bot ... lower right hand corner)
welcome perverted and/or bible-thumping googlers!

via koffeeklatsch

Wednesday, September 29, 2004



dog bless america
Tillamook Cheddar is a Jack Russell Terrier from Brooklyn, New York. She is widely regarded as the world's preeminent canine artist. In her native New York City she's already had six solo exhibitions. Tillie is five years old....she works with shocking intensity, sometimes to the point of destroying her creations.
via gothamist
bye bye superman (14 MB video)

sort of via boblog


dog-cam
TOMY of Japan are introducing a doggie 3.5 megapixel digital camera that can be worn around its neck, along with a remote control to trigger the camera. Photos can later be downloaded to a Mac or PC via USB. It’s unclear if it offers a timer function, but regardless that gave us an idea and we made our own version.
via engadget

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

skin flicks

an exclusive cinescene amalgamation of three filum reviews by pat padua:
in my skin, goin' coconuts, and the short film "How to drownproof your child."


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Date: 24 Sep 2004 12:22:57 -0700

jakedukie, Nothin but farmgirls!

http: allthesuddenifeel
no more: tieingdowntables

autumn this neglect and galloping we ascending will slacksscarves and
galloping

Wednesday, September 22, 2004


Pebbles and friend.
King of the funny skin flicks
Russ Meyer is dead. The legendary independent director, who made exploitation films but was honored as an auteur, died Saturday at his home in the Hollywood Hills.

RIP

Sunday, September 19, 2004

Sivan Lewin: Personal Work

via conscientious.
Scarce Hatchable Liverish Oleo
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found trying to googlewhack with "papist oleomargarine".
-:* Frisco's Kutna Hora - Sedlec Ossuary Page *:-
The Sedlec Ossuary (a.k.a. Kostnice) is a small Christian chapel decorated with human bones. It's located in Sedlec, which is a suburb in the outskirts of the Czech town Kutna Hora.

Friday, September 17, 2004



the godfather horsehead pillow.


The Tingha and Tucker Club was transmitted by ATV [television] between 1962 and 1970. Like the Ovaltineys that was transmitted by radio during the 1930s and 1940, it had signs (right forefinger placed vertically to the nose and the head then bowed), a motto, "Bear in Mind to be Good and be Kind", a magic password, "Woomerang Boomerang", rules, and a song.

Thursday, September 16, 2004

Wednesday, September 15, 2004

Tuesday, September 14, 2004

jens lekman, "black cab"
Oh no, Goddamn/ I missed the last tram/ I killed the party again/ Goddamn, Goddamn
via salon's mp3 blog
Melody Nelson mashups
via moistworks
the 3-D photographs of jacques-henri lartigue
Few people realise ... that many of his most famous photographs have literally been cut in half for printing. These photographs were originally taken in stereo (also known as 3D) which requires a pair of images to work effectively. When properly reproduced, using both images, they show all the depth of the original scene.
smell the woofers
The therapeutic power of flowers takes on new meaning with a Japanese gadget that turns plants into audio speakers, making the petals and leaves tremble with good vibrations.

Monday, September 13, 2004

riverspam


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Saturday, September 11, 2004

America: Collecting Telephone Books
For me, one of the best features of my collection was that it was a good ice-breaker. When a conversation lagged, I could say, 'I collect telephone books,' and it was usually good for at least a few minutes' chat. People might go away saying 'What a weirdo', but the awkward moment had been dealt with.
via itchy robot
no shoes, no shirt, no serbice

Filipino males often doff their shirts in Manila streets to beat the tropical heat. The practice has been outlawed in some suburban areas but this would be the first time it would be imposed city-wide with the help of police.

'If there are many shirtless men roaming around in a certain community, there are also many criminals such as thieves, snatchers and robbers in that area,' Manila police chief Superintendent Avelino Razon said, without elaborating.
So a guy walks up to an ATM...
A music video for "Experimental film" by They Might Be Giants.

Thursday, September 09, 2004

Sovinec

For over 20 years, primary school teacher Jindrich Streit has been photographing the people of his home village Sovinec, a tiny hamlet in the north of Czechoslovakia. The area was inhabited for centuries by Sudeten Germans and was subject to the Munich agreement in 1938. Then, after the war, all Germans were expelled from the country, leaving behind a string of empty towns and villages. Eventually, a few Czech families from other parts of the country came to settle in Sovinec and the neighbouring village of Krisov.
toy music
bugs!
Some insects are adopting protective coloring to camouflage with our industrialized environment. The classic example is the white birch moth of Manchester, England; which quite suddenly changed to black, in order to blend with the soot laden trees. Biologists have given this phenomenon the name "Industrial Melanism". Insects continue to evolve despite the fumbling of man. Although they appear so small and fragile, their species will most likely exist after we cease to.

Wednesday, September 08, 2004

season of a young mouss

by handsomeboy technique, a japanese soft rock hip-hop outfit. apparently unrelated to handsome boy modeling school.

happy like bejeesus.

buy it from second royal records.
digital images by ray caesar:
First the models are sculpted similar to pushing and pulling the surface of a piece of clay. I am often reminded of being in preschool with my huge chunk of plasticene. I once modeled a plasticene shoe but my father forbade me to wear it in public. I then create an inner structure of joints similar to a skeleton that allows me to pose the figure with a spine, shoulders, elbows and even finger joints. Many heads are modeled with many a different expression and these can be blended to create a subtle look similar to the one my wife has when I have done something suspicious.
tower of hambabelerger
This set of pages was inspired by a visit to McDonald's in May 2004. Along with our son's Happy Meal, we got a small playstation-type game where you have to help a monkey catch bananas as they fall from the sky. I was amused to note that the instructions came in no fewer than 34 languages...

via Crooked Timber

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

the digital fish library
The new project, called the Digital Fish Library, aims to scan representatives of every one of the 482 families of fish known to science. The Marine Vertebrates Collection at Scripps holds specimens from 455 families.

Saturday, September 04, 2004

Friday, September 03, 2004

sunday afternoon bingo by timothy archibald
via conscientious
eau de shania
Shania Twain uses music as a means of personal expression. Scentstories by Febreze enables her to use scents in a similar way, creating the multiple scent experience of a real environment at home or on the road.
via boing boing

Thursday, September 02, 2004

CANINUS - Pit Bull Grindcore
The majority [of] grindcore and fatal metal strips (orchestras) have ... singers [who try to sound like] broken (upset) deranged animals ... [we] have decided to use [the] real thing. Vocals are executed by two pit bull terriers. Both were rescued days before euthanization from refuges. Caninus - all strict vegans. It has come time really to allow the animals to have their say.
..:Julia Fullerton-Batten:..
Paola Ferrario - Traveler
via coincidences

Monday, August 30, 2004

WFMU Remixes the RNC 2004
A Grand Old Audio Party

Five days of political music, comedy, commentary, audio art, and Republican re-mixes streaming on the web.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

william eggleston has launched his own website.
via coincidences
pomo english title generator

The Seductive Building The Disenfranchised: Donny and Marie, Goin' Coconuts and Penetration

Degeneration as Borderlines: Reclaiming Perverted Frustration in Donny and Marie's Goin' Coconuts

The Labial Constructing The Other: Donny and Marie, Goin' Coconuts and Appropriation

Figuring Gentility: Monologic (Author)ity in Donny and Marie's Goin' Coconuts

Colluding, Identifying, Speaking: Authority in Donny and Marie and the Suppressive Transgression of Diaspora in Goin' Coconuts

Sunday, August 22, 2004

nyt: the cry of wild neighbor
NEW YORK'S apartment dwellers are often plagued by neighbors who sing like frogs, dance like bison or play the trumpet like antisocial mandrills...people of all descriptions often take drastic measures to cope with fellow tenants who impose a musical reign of terror upon their neighbors.

But an entirely different problem presents itself when these neighbors are gifted...

Saturday, August 21, 2004



Goin' Coconuts

A short film produced in the 70's by Encyclopedia Brittanica took us behind the scenes of a hit tv show: the Donny and Marie show. Among the talking heads is a producer who earnestly tells the camera, "the show is about *ideas* ... and I try to convey that philisophy to our writers..." One idea is found in the recurring bit where Marie is in grave danger (there's a sequence of stills from different skits that have Marie tied up and screaming, baring those teeth for any would-be rescuers); Donny would sidle along and remain oblivious to his sibling's crisis of faith. In another piece, guest star Paul Lynde runs a refreshment stand in the middle of a desert, and refuses Donny a drink of water unless he coughs up the dough. Obviously, family entertainment and sadism are not mutually exclusive concepts.

Goin' Coconuts was the first and only feature film vehicle for Donny and Marie Osmond. By any standards, its a lousy movie. Jokes are badly timed or just bad: in a chase scene, one of the baddies hijacks a car with a little old lady in the passenger seat (reinforcing the subordination of women in the patriarchal society); the car takes a bad turn and rolls over, the little old lady peering out of a broken window with what one assumes are massive internal injuries. This and other chase scenes are shot at what look to be breakneck speeds upward of 20 mph. Editing is crude. As Donny sings a ballad to his love interest in the hotel lounge, the song is rudely interrupted with badguy cat-and-mouse scenes in hotel hallways. I got a kick out of this - the transition from song to action is so abrupt as to be aggressive, as if the editor was thinking, "I'd rather watch the most boring establishing shot than listen to any more of THIS pap."

Still, Coconuts is not without its charms - and provocations. The plot revolves around an airport incident. On her way to a tour stop in Hawaii, Marie encounters a priest who gives her an ugly necklace. Naturally (subversively?), the priest is really one of a group of badguys who try to gain control of this necklace (the virtue of a Mormon girl? the triangular shape of the necklace suggests a bejewelled vagina). Marie is painfully aware of the fight for her treasure, but neither Donny nor her agent take her concerns seriously. Marie sports a short coif that further infantilizes her; a key shot follows Marie through the halls of a hotel room; these touches cement one's suspicion that Goin' Coconuts takes inspiration from no less than Rosemary's Baby.

Like their tv show, the Osmonds' film projects a surprising hostility. Not just the old lady in a car crash, but racism, with stereotyped Asians, Hawaiaans, and Germans (Kenneth Mars, clumsily playing out the mind-body duality of Dr. Strangelove). Are we to be reassured that Donny tries to "get down" with the savage native dancers?

Coconuts was the last of four features directed by Howard Morris, perhaps best known as the actor behind the lunatic Ernest T. Bass on The Andy Griffith Show. (He was also the voice of the Hamburglar.) The thing drags, and aside from a promising disco routine behind the opening credits, and the hit title theme behind the closing credits, the musical numbers fall flat. But despite it's badness the Polanski and Kubrick references indicate a *kind* of intelligence at work. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

Friday, August 20, 2004

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via boing boing

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

oh baby

"long tall sally" in tagalog. by the reycard duet with tony maiquez and his ukelele gang, on specialty records. rock on.

Tuesday, August 17, 2004


highlights from little steven's underground garage festival

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

blair, the Christian dominatrix
Lisa Whelchel, actress and author of 'Creative Correction: Extraordinary Ideas for Everyday Discipline' (Focus On the Family/Tyndale House), defends the practice. 'A correction has to hurt a little,' she said. 'An effective deterrent has to touch the child in some way. I don't think Tabasco is such a bad thing.' Her book suggests a 'tiny' bit of hot sauce be used, and offers alternatives such as lemon juice and vinegar. Discipline involves 'drawing a line to protect the child,' Whelchel said, 'and if they cross that line, there will be pain.' Whelchel said she believes that disciplinary methods should be left up to parents -- who know their child best, are devoted to the child's well-being and can administer punishment with love.
it gets better ... via uggabugga
Cristian Stan Photography

Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Train-Surfing Dog Rides 500 Miles atop Coal Car
Last month, Jenny the Cairn Terrier decided to go spelunking in a coal shaft for 2 weeks (read 'Cairn in a Coalmine'), and now we've got a terrier who takes the Canadian Pacific Rail halfway across British Columbia, balancing precariously on a pile of coal the whole way.
via the new york subway riding dog, gothamist

Monday, August 09, 2004

Thursday, August 05, 2004

Conjoin yourself

BBC News | ASIA-PACIFIC | Snap! It's the conjoined crocodiles
Staff at a Thailand crocodile farm are nursing an unusual new arrival: a pair of conjoined crocodiles.
and at the London review of books
On page 38 of this book appears one of the most remarkable photographs I have seen. It shows a young mother playing an energetic game (tag, perhaps, or pig-in-the-middle) with her three children, two girls and a boy. There are four lively, happy people in the photograph, but only six arms and six legs, for the two girls share a body. Between them they have two legs and two arms, but above a single pair of shoulders there are two necks, two heads, two smiling faces. One of Us is about conjoined twins, and its starting point is the conviction that often such twins should be thought of as two people inhabiting one body, not as two people inhabiting two not-yet-separated bodies. Clearly Abigail and Brittany Hensel (the six-year-olds to whose photograph I keep returning) can never be separated (though they do have two hearts); nor need they be, for they have a fit and healthy body, in which they can do all the things people normally do, except, of course, get away from each other.

Wednesday, August 04, 2004

sp am log

Date: Tue, 03 Aug 2004 12:41:46 -0400
From: Virgil Thomason
Subject: addenda

nabla, i must speak, nabla, i must speak, nabla, i must speak. nabla, i must
speak, nabla, i must speak.

Tuesday, August 03, 2004

Lots of William Eggleston links today at coincidences, incl. more from the Guardian:
Eggleston's pictures have been described as "anti-heroic", "vulgar" and "boring". He typically focuses on details of the everyday environment that go unnoticed: shoes and clutter underneath a bed; a naked lightbulb in a violently red ceiling; a dog drinking from a muddy roadside puddle. At first glance, they could be amateur snapshots, albeit brightly coloured. (Eggleston dye-transferred his prints for exhibition, achieving a degree of colour saturation no printing process can match.) On closer inspection, they're the opposite: precise compositions, graphically sophisticated and laden with implied narrative, sometimes even violence. There are rarely people in his pictures, but there is always evidence of human presence, and of the tension between the natural and artificial.

Sunday, August 01, 2004

but i don't care on them - 'cause i am just a mops!

yo la tengo's live covers are hit and miss, but this is a hit:

yo la tengo - i am just a mops

via largehearted boy

Saturday, July 31, 2004

Tim Davis Art Images
All of these images are from the sides of boxcars, coal cars, miscellaneous freight cars and a caboose. These cars have been scratched, gouged, painted, scraped, rusted, and repainted over the course of their lifetimes.
nyt: I lost it on the Cyclone
"They lose cameras, jewelry - you name it,' Mr. Menditto said. 'Hats, wigs.'

Few come asking about those wayward wigs. 'When the ride is finished,' he said, 'they run out; they're embarrassed.'"
nyt: Exhibit Offers a Peek Inside the Lives of Outsiders
...when a 29-foot section of bright yellow PVC pipe appeared at the front of the building, snaking from a spot next to the front door and into a corner of the second floor lobby, it was cause for plenty of comment.

'Nobody really knew what it was at first,' said Earl Simpson, 67, a resident. 'They thought it was some kind of weird periscope.'

They were right, sort of. The tube, which was commissioned by The New Museum of Contemporary Art as part of an outdoor exhibition on and near the Bowery, allows people on the sidewalk to see and converse with residents inside the hotel. Both parties, as viewed through the tube's mirrors, appear upside down. Voices that travel through the tube are muffled but audible. When no one in the lobby is at the mouth of the tube, sidewalk viewers see a vase of sunflowers.

Friday, July 30, 2004


by pat padua
Nineteenth Century Images of Albinism

Two worm species discovered in the dark recesses of the deep sea could rival the macabre beasts of your childhood nightmares. Scientists have named a new genus, Osedax, which is Latin for "bone devourer", for worms that thrive by excavating the bones of fallen whale carcasses.
old signs

EAT. BOWL. FOOD.

via foreword
slow chimpunks
The Chipmunk Song [slowed down]'. Yes, hear Simon, Theodore and Alvin at their true speed, sounding respectively like an accountant, a hot-dog vendor, and a lunatic. Put it on repeat and you'll drift gradually into madness - it's like an acid flashback to fetal languor, the surreal sounds that filtered through the uterine wall.
via said the gramophone
william eggleston in the guardian
...William Eggleston is perhaps the most innovative American photographer of the past 50 years; [his] unique style has transformed the way we look at the world. His influence on our visually led contemporary popular culture is now so pervasive that it goes unnoticed. In fashion shoots and films, advertising and art photography, Eggleston's everyday view of things, initially dismissed by critics in the mid-Seventies, is now the prevalent aesthetic. Put simply, it would be difficult to imagine the world according to David Lynch or Gus Van Sant or Juergen Teller or Sofia Coppola without the world according to William Eggleston.
via consumptive

Thursday, July 29, 2004

today's voices
...the contained herein recordings are all of cellular phone conversations that were picked up via scanner between 1997 and 2000 (apparently the advent of digital cellular phone technology has made such scanning of cellular phones impossible). Clocking in at just over 70 minutes, there's enough strange, absurd and disturbing material within to satisfy even the most thirsty voyeur...It may not come as a surprise that a goodly fifty percent of the tracks are sex related; be they the belligerent rantings of young men trying to impress (?) the ladies on a party-line by calling them minotaurs and threatening to call CYS on them, the tentative musings of a straight man exploring his sexuality, or a phone sex chat line first date (complete with climax). While some of the phone sex tracks may put to test even the most iron willed, there are respites of interesting slices of life that are both intriguing and beguiling. There's the two old black guys complaining about the youth of today being nothing but 'Charlie's children', a coked up soccer mom rambling from gift baskets to reject fortune cookies in under two minutes, bizarre nuage philosophy & advice, incomprehensible noises and more! Comes packaged with silk-screened artwork that's made to look like it could be a Folkways record. Great! Upsetting! Or just greatly upsetting!

"stag line 2"
another one from aquarius records
highway chamber music
KUWAYAMA - KIJIMA 01.06.16 (Trente Oiseaux)

A slight departure from the silence and drones that often-inaudible composer Bernhard Gunter's Trente Oiseaux label is known for, this disc by Japanese cello and violin duo Kuwayama Kiyoharu and Kijima Rina is a live acoustic improv set. Not exactly jazz improv, though! More of an avant-garde modern classical chamber improv thing, but minus the actual 'chamber', 'cause the real twist is that '01.06.16' isn't just live, it's what you might term a 'field recording' -- they recorded it outdoors, beside a highway at midnight! So you get the sound of passing cars and trucks, adding a whooshing, rumbling texture to the proceedings. We're not sure if they're really listening to the traffic and interactively improvising with those sounds -- although it seems that way at least some of the time -- but the ambient (and very present) pulsation of the highway noise makes a nice setting for the creaking, scrabbling, droning interplay of their strings.
via aquarius records

pinnate o'er belmont


From: Rupert Morgan
Subject: pinnate o'er belmont

Wheelbarrow about find lice on razor blade beyond bubble bath, or near
insurance agent eat paper napkin related to. Furthermore, parking lot
inside omphalos feels nagging remorse, and recliner for apartment building
pee on stovepipe from. Gypsy toward blithe spirit procrastinates, and
starlet for give a pink slip to behind bubble bath. From reactor rejoices,
and taxidermist related to ceases to exist; however, cough syrup living
with avocado pit admonish. Class action suit for is uxorious. puppeteer
henley balinese upstand curtis.

Unlike so many haunches who have made their psychotic looking glass to us.
When dahlia for guardian angel is precise, pit viper over play pinochle
with toward bodice ripper. Sometimes of somnambulist laughs out loud, but
from bartender always host graduated cylinder beyond diskette! Gonads
remain green.


Monday, July 26, 2004

Friday, July 23, 2004

spam haiku

From: Odis Piper
Subject: aboveboard

icosahedra
did he chase, reign, in his twen-
ty, brian, being

a generally
mecca, the doctor bowed, del-
icate, but the conversa-

tion.

Wednesday, July 21, 2004

after the beep
These answering machine excerpts are taken from old episodes of WFMU's The Audio Kitchen, a program which showcases a wide range of found audio. The archives containing these particular calls are no longer online, but the most recent season of the program (summer 2003) is available on the Audio Kitchen website.
via fluxblog
PhotoPermit
It's easy, sad to say, to collect a lot of stories about the abuses of local authorities and harrassment of photographers. This is an important function for photopermit.org, but not the only purpose. Even more importantly, the site is here to help photographers to avoid hassles and have the means to respond intelligently in the face of abusive authority figures. Photographers are not terrorists, and they need to be able to convince others of that fact.

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Lewis Carroll Scrapbook
The Lewis Carroll Scrapbook at the Library of Congress is an original scrapbook that was kept by Charles Lutwidge Dodgson. Better known as Lewis Carroll, the Victorian-era children’s author of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland (1865) and Through the Looking-Glass (1871), Dodgson was a lecturer in mathematics at the University of Oxford. The scrapbook contains approximately 130 items, including newspaper clippings, photographs, and a limited number of manuscript materials, collected between 1855-72.

Monday, July 19, 2004

moog avoirdupois
To subject The Band's 'The Weight,' with all its mythic American resonance, to the analog chill of the Moog synthesizer just seems plain wrong. But here it is anyhow, from The Moog Machine's 1969 album Switched-On Rock, in all its inexplicably funky glory, with a killer, fat bass line and panning swooshes galore. Bunuel and Christian redemption aside, only the melody remains.
via the wily filipino

Saturday, July 17, 2004

Friday, July 16, 2004

more than a turnpike
"New Jersey Turnpike in the wee, wee hours, I was rolling slowly 'cause of drizzling showers," wrote rock legend Chuck Berry in his 1956 song, "You Can't Catch Me." Berry may have been going slowly—but he was actually on a road made for speed. See how the history of cars, roads, traffic, and ideas about service all came to bear on the Turnpike driving experience.
via New Resources at FREE
i am a pilgrim state asylum

A photo essay that would seem to scream b&w, but which is mostly in a muted color that works out alright.

From a site auspiciously titled Mustard Gas Party, whose motto should be, "There's a party in my lungs - and everyone's invited."
BOOM! (1968; Dir. Joseph Losey)

Wasn't nearly as bad as its rep. Not that it's any good.

The movie opens and waves crash on the rocky shore under the the title: BOOM! The overbearing tone is set from frame one. A beautiful widescreen landscape gradually narrows into a vertical sliver, until the camera zooms back to place you in the turret-window of a Mediterrranean villa. This is the island kingdom of Sissy Goforth (Liz), a faded, dying, beauty (though Taylor, not quite faded yet, is too young for the role) and bitch. (The term is used by all three principal characters - even Noel Coward's; oh for the days before bitch-and-ho). Goforth is nasty to the servants and to the flunkies who serve as her security force on the island; the latter are led by a bereted dwarf commander with a pack of dogs bigger than he is (nature=bigger than man) at his beck and call (man=domain over nature?). The only person among this small parade of humanity who she's even vaguely happy to see is the Witch of Capri, played by Noel Coward. The role was originally intended for Katherine Hepburn. Richard Burton, looking like The Prisoner, is Goforth's uninvited guest - the Angel of Death.

You get the idea. It's later Tennessee Williams (who wrote the screenplay, based on his play The milk train doesn't stop here anymore). But if you accept that tone, the movie's not *that* bad. It looks great. When I told a friend I thought it was visually compelling - the widescreen compositions, the rhythm of closeups - he said oh, those tricks are straight out of Sergio Leone. But isn't that interesting - using the visual language of a spaghetti western for what is essentially a chamber piece? I mean, the island *is* big enough for the two of them.

The trouble is with the acting. Not that it's over the top - this is later TN Wms after all. But sparks don't fly. The mannered superstar accents of Liz and Dick should be perfectly suited to Wms outrageous theatricality, but these voices also get shrill. Wms once said that every one of his plays is about one human being trying to make a connection with another, and I just didn't get that here. Taylor plays the prima donna all too well, but there's little sense of the loneliness of a self-cloistered aging star. She's not desperate enough - and how hard can it be to drum up tension in a battle with death - played by your husband? Autopilot isn't enough. And if Taylor is too young for her role, Burton is too old for his, unable to summon a physical panache on a par with his vocal panache (the person jumping off a railing onto Goforth's terrace is obviously a body double).

I'm glad I saw it. I only looked at my watch five or six times.

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

hasn't he been punished enough?
A man who shot himself in the testicles with a sawn-off shotgun was jailed for five years yesterday.
via tmftml

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

paul is dead , kitty kitty
For all the Beatles freaks, here's DJ Roby Yonge's original Paul Is Dead radio broadcast from the wee hours of October 21, 1969---the one that started it all. It's a 28 meg file, but it's worth it just to hear Roby talk about how you can see numbers in the text of the Magical Mystery Tour album cover if you 'really get very very high on some mind bending drug.'
via kittytext; audio is here

Thursday, July 08, 2004

breakfast in america
To The Editors:

So what do I think of the new smaller sized Portland Press Herald?

I would say there are some good things and some bad things.

I always read my paper at the breakfast table all alone. And wow! There's a lot more room for my waffles, coffee, juice, etc. That's good.

But when I finished reading the paper, I spotted a housefly on my refrigerator, so I rolled up the paper and tried to whack it. I missed by about 1.25 inches. That's bad.

Paul Blaisdell
South Portland, Maine
via design observer
US soldiers are to have abused arrested children
More han hundred children are after information of the international red cross in Iraqi prisons arrested, among them also in the notorious prison Abu Ghureib. As the TV magazine "report" reports, it is to have come also to abusing of children and young people by coalition troops.
via this modern world and sadly, no.
download Fahrenheit 9/11
Michael Moore says: 'I don't agree with copyright laws, and I don't have a problem with people downloading the movie and sharing it...as long as they're not trying to make a profit off my labor.... I make these movies and books and TV shows because I want things to change, and so the more people who get to see them, the better.'
via boing boing.

Tuesday, July 06, 2004

"Pussy" galore
Or, language and the two-yr old.
He searched around the room, trying to find an object to attach to the two syllables. My wife is a folk artist and there were many objects among our many collections for him to choose from -- bottle-cap men, ceramic cars from Mexico, strings of red chile lights. He spun around and then pointed at me. "You!" he said gleefully. "You are a pussy!"
...
...(I'd recently purchased a meat mallet, and couldn't stop using the term -- saying it at home, in my classroom, in my car: Where is my meat mallet? Who stole my meat mallet? Have you met my meat mallet?)


spamalia
blithe spirit tea parties near 0

Now and then, living with football team satiate for nation. And organize the dark side of her blithe spirit. Sometimes living with pork chop self-flagellates; but abstraction behind mirror always teach from cyprus mulch! Rangy, conduct dictatorial apostate calumniate.

Amalia and I took around piroshki (with clodhopper related) to microscope, over pickup truck. Amalia and I took cargo bay around (with toward clodhopper) cough syrup about chestnut. Amalia and I took bodice ripper about tuba player (with from sandwich, toothache) living with midwife sell to defined by gonad.



William Gedney Photographs and Writings
From the mid 1950s through the early 1980s, William Gedney (1932-1989) photographed throughout the United States, in India, and in Europe. From the commerce of the street outside his Brooklyn apartment to the daily chores of unemployed coal miners, from the indolent lifestyle of hippies in Haight-Ashbury to the sacred rituals of Hindu worshippers, Gedney was able to record the lives of others with remarkable clarity and poignancy. These photographs, along with his notebooks and writings, illuminate the rare vision of an intensely private man who, as a writer and photographer, was able to reveal the lives of others with striking sensitivity. Included here are selections from Gedney's finished prints, work prints, contact sheets, notes, notebooks, handmade photographic books, book dummies, and correspondence.

Sunday, July 04, 2004

So Many Signs, So Little Time
An archaeologist of signs has set himself the task of photographing every old sign in Manhattan between 14th and 42nd Streets...

...Peering into one such stack of signs for cloak makers and cloth cutters on 29th Street, Mr. Grutchfield pointed out the name 'Pollack and Feldman,' barely visible against the old brown bricks. 'It says he makes muff beds,' he said. 'Now what the hell's a muff bed?'

Saturday, July 03, 2004

Eddytor's Dozen by Chuck Eddy
Now Albert Ayler and Skye Sweetnam have in common both alliterative names and superbly noisy new releases you have to consult eBay for!

Thursday, July 01, 2004


flea market photos. click on the bespectacled temptress for more.
found photos: digital edition
via consumptive
Iranian woman 'gives birth to frog'
While it is unclear how this could have happened, the paper carries quotes from medical experts who say there are human characteristics to the animal.

It has been speculated that the woman, who has not been named, unknowingly picked up the larva while she was swimming in a dirty pool.
via metafilter

Wednesday, June 30, 2004

DANS MA PEAU (IN MY SKIN) comes from writer-director-star Marina de Van. She has a high forehead and big pale eyes set in an oval face; she is both funny looking and gorgeous.

SKIN turns on what happens when Esther (de Van) goes to a party. She - feeling claustrophobic? - wanders in the back yard. In the darkness, she steps through an obstacle course of scrap metal, when she trips and falls. She doesn't realize she's injured until hours later, when she sees the blood trailing from her leg. Her doctor is puzzled how she walked around with such a big gash without feeling a thing, and it is odd. But Esther, stuck in a corporate job and ambivalent about buying a house with her boyfriend, does want to feel something - but what?

Her skin, her self - that's what. She obsesses at her original wound; she digs at it as if scratching a violent itch; and when that itch is sated, she cuts herself another and another. And somehow, it seems more reward than punishment. She enjoys - thrills in - the sensation, the release, as if she's letting herself out of a cage that happens to be her own body. She cuts, and she cuts. She gets drunk at a business dinner, then checks herself into a hotel and has her way with herself, slicing herself and hungrily drinking her blood.

It's disturbing to watch, yet it's also abstract. You see her hand make a cutting motion, but the cut flesh is hidden by the camera angle - her body obstructing the camera's gaze. You see her expressive face wince and grimace, then fall into an ecstasy that's wonderful to her, and which might seem wonderful to us if it weren't accompanied by blood. You see lots of blood, and the resulting scars, but you aren't always sure what part of the body you're looking at, especially in a brilliant split-screen view of her cannibal masturbation. Perhaps Esther is deranged. But she has a look on her face of such satisfaction, a satisfaction that only she can give herself.
insatiable
The effect, however, must be virginal, so toss the can, ditch the Cool Whip and head for pure heavy cream. Put a dead chill on it and whip it lightly with a touch of sugar and a thimble of vanilla. It should nearly faint from languor.
via tmftml
did I leave the stove on?


click on willie for the rest of "willie nelson's excellent new york adventure" by pat padua

Tuesday, June 29, 2004

did I leave the stove on?

by pat padua

click on this pensive sea-creature for my photos of the 2004 coney island mermaid parade
Last in Flophouse, Alone With Bowery Ghosts
Being the last man living in one of the last flophouses on the Bowery has its benefits.

Monday, June 28, 2004

Ashcroft Video Project
Join celebrity judges Moby, Ted Hope, and John Cameron Mitchell in voting for the best John Ashcroft-themed smut video from the fifteen entries posted at Nerve today.
via fleshbot

Friday, June 25, 2004

leadership
Joe Biden: I was in the Oval Office the other day, and the president asked me what I would do about resignations. I said, 'Look, Mr. President, would I keep Rumsfeld? Absolutely not.' And I turned to Vice President Cheney, who was there, and I said, 'Mr. Vice President, I wouldn't keep you if it weren't constitutionally required.' I turned back to the president and said, 'Mr. President, Dick Cheney and Don Rumsfeld are bright guys, really patriotic, but they've been dead wrong on every major piece of advice they've given you. That's why I'd get rid of them, Mr. President -- not just Abu Ghraib.' They said nothing. Just sat like big old bullfrogs on a log and looked at me.
via this and that

Thursday, June 24, 2004

THE MOD-POP-PUNK ARCHIVES: MP3s
365 days of ubu
UbuWeb is pleased to announce the re-launch and permanent home of curator Otis F. Odder's 365 Days Project. This legendary project, in which an MP3 a day -- of mostly outsider, novelty, and oddball recordings -- was made available for the public to download over the course of 2003. Briefly taken offline at the end of the project, it is now presented here in its entirety, complete with images and vast commentary on each selection. The 365 Days Project is part of UbuWeb's redesigned, newly-named and much expanded Outsiders section.

Those '70s Photographers
"Six From the Seventies", featuring the work of mostly lesser-known but influential photographers from the 1970s -- Michael Bishop, Frank Gohlke, William Larson, Michael Martone, Joel Meyerowitz and Bea Nettles -- and the work they did that anticipated the postmodern photography trends of the 1980s and 90s.
we can't let them win dodgeball
Online ticket service Fandango.com reported Wednesday that "Fahrenheit 9/11" was making up 48 percent of advance ticket sales for the weekend ahead, compared to 11 percent for "Dodgeball" and 9 percent for next week's "Spider-Man 2."
twexus: a photoblog:
Twexus uses a database of 21743 images that I took with small digital cameras. Every connection twexus makes is random.
via apartment therapy
grainbag On-Line Gallery
via apartment therapy

Wednesday, June 23, 2004

sp a m lo g

From: Clair Pollock
To: Mhop
Subject: blackbody

thicken,he imagined that,chairlady,this reality
belongs,apportion,reasoning on this.iridium,at that moment,harvard,there
he became.

the siren song of summer
Finding the Hard Sell Lurking Behind That Soft-Serve Jingle
The recorded jingle, which pours out of high-powered horns mounted at the front of the trucks, is intended to lure the young and old from their bowls of sugar-free sherbet. For those who do not live where these trucks prowl, here is an approximation of that jingle. Duh-DUH-duh-duh duh-duh-duhduh-duh-duh-duh-duh-DUH-duuuh-duh. . . .
ooh, aah
The Minx 'Something We Got'
blue velvate
SHE WOAR
BLOOOOOO VEL-VAAAAATE
BLOOOER THAN VEL-VAAAAAAAATE WAS THE NIIIIIIIIGHT
sexy, desperate, lo-fi. the kids will buy a hundred million. via empty-handed, via wfmu

Tuesday, June 22, 2004

blair blog
I am very, very, very, very excited about this week’s journal entry. Can you feel it?
via the onion
the swinging vicar
In Unrestrained, the Life of a Priest, 77-year-old Mariani tells of his sexual exploits, with both women and men, sometimes in lurid detail: 'She put her arms around my neck and asked: "Do you like the drink?" Then she leaned over me and sucked on my lips, asking: "And don't you like this even more?"
today on fluxblog:
Impossible to locate this pop-electro-glam-house-metal which arrives to me here between the ears but in all the cases, that largely exceeds Peaches and Co. Junesex is a French group for, everyone, all the desires, all the sexual, food or commercial désirs/délires. Between girls, between boys, girl and boy or even with S everywhere. It is a gigantic sound, sexual orgy and without any taboo, which resounds.
the sound and the potus
I could hear them talking. I went out the door and I couldn't hear them, and I went down to the gate, where the girls passed with their pizzas. They looked at me, walking fast, with their heads turned. I tried to say, but they went on, and I went along the West Wing, trying to say, and they went faster. Then they were running and I came to the corner of the hall and I couldn't go any further, and I held to the wall, looking after them and trying to say.
chewy music: Ornette in the nyt.
Mr. Coleman's new quartet, with Greg Cohen and Tony Falanga on basses and his son Denardo Coleman on drums, makes dense, chewy music, very different from the brittle sound of Prime Time, the electric band of his career's second half.
s p a m log
And sanitize the dark side of her lover. Football team around marzipan, marzipan of, and pocket from mirror are what made America great! He called her Laura (or was it Laura?) Sometimes burglar inside rejoices, but tea party for chestnut always assimilate apartment building defined by shadow require assistance from bubble beyond debutante. But they need to remember how slyly for fighter pilot strokes.


commute nyc. a photoblog.
via kottke

Sunday, June 20, 2004

nyt: the sound of the city
Then there were the hot-corn girls, pre-Civil War New York's twisted, virgin-whore fantasy. These were teenage girls, always barefoot, wearing trademark calico shawls, and selling ears of fresh-roasted corn - and sometimes themselves. They sang plucky verses at the passing men who pitied them, and wanted to protect them, or to buy them:
Hot corn! Hot corn!
Here's your lily-white corn!
All you that's got money
Poor me that's got none
Come buy my lily-white hot corn
And let me go home!
OAIster
OAIster is a project of the University of Michigan Digital Library Production Services, originally funded through a Mellon grant. Our goal is to create a collection of freely available, difficult-to-access, academically-oriented digital resources that are easily searchable by anyone.
read: cool pictures like this
via metafilter

Saturday, June 19, 2004

nyt: In a Digital Era, the Darkroom Is Fading as a Photographic Hub:
In the tradition of the Rolodex, the vacuum tube and the roll-film camera, the communal darkroom - a Manhattan institution that has long sustained a subculture of professional photographers and print-making artists - is yielding to the digital imperative.
Crutch MP3s
with two live dylan covers from the white stripes.
via burnt by the sun

Friday, June 18, 2004

bush briefing notes:
This part is blurry enough that "contacts with" might also say "costume maker" or "customer murder," although these seem less likely. Although don't be surprised if we start bombing Edith Head's estate.
originally via atrios

Thursday, June 17, 2004

julie atlas muz, mermaid.:
Does the art of underwater dancing require any special training? Are you self-taught or were you part of a synchronized swimming troupe as a youth?
I am self-taught. Being a mermaid obviously requires that you are very comfortable in the water and it helps to have some kind of movement training. It is also crucial to have breath control, since swimming as a mermaid is anti-instinctual. (I work in saltwater so you have to hold your breath on the exhale, not with your lungs filled with air so that you don't float).
via gothamist, via daily gusto, via about last night, cum seeing the thing two years ago