This short film is incredible and everyone should watch it, so I decided to publish “Successful Alcoholics” in this highly respected blog and ruminate about its stars Lizzy Caplan and T.J. Miller. But not to repeat myself, let’s begin by quoting the formal information provided: Continue reading
Saving the world one poster at a time.
“The universe is listening, be careful what you say in it/
My grandma told me every bed a n**ga make, he lay in it/
The church you go to pray in it, the work is on the outside/
Staring out the windows is for love songs and house flies…“
– Jay Electronica, “better in tune w the infinite“
The KLF is back using an old name and none of their old techniques. The JAMs returned, but they’re not going to be musicians this time around. They are now gravediggers. And they’re going to build a pyramid. When finished, it will be 23 feet tall, have 23 steps and consist of 34592 bricks, each containing the ashes of a dead person. They call it “The People’s Pyramid” and it will be located in Toxteth, Liverpool.
I wrote this as a sample piece for a magazine I was applying to and I totally missed the mark. My usual low-key-joke-filled stile was not appropriate for this publication in particular, I realized after I sent it. Luckily, I convinced them to let me write another one and this time I’ll adapt to their tone and get that spot in their staff, but that’s neither here nor there. The thing is, I finally have a new text to share with you, my non-existent audience.
The funny thing about it is that the last few paragraphs don’t really represent how I feel, I just saw the opportunity for comedy and went with it to the bitter end. I couldn’t care less that Kendrick is a millenial, an artist is an artist is an artist.
I hope you all enjoy it, people of the world: Continue reading
Since my career as an English speaking journalist isn’t exactly popping, I’ve had to fall back on my Spanish speaking one, in which I have more clout and somewhat of a trajectory. Things are progessing slowly, but we are moving forward.
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love links and stories after the jump: Continue reading
Me llamo Roberto y vengo a predecir el futuro…
Few bands scare me as much as this kids. I’ve never been so sure an act is going to blow up, much less one whose music I don’t even like that much. Continue reading
Look, I’m not saying the demolition of the Twin Towers was necessarily a false flag attack perpetrated by the US government. The walls are.
The “Banksy Does New York” documentary chronicles, through the eyes of selected fans and casual bystanters, the “Better Out Than In” titled, one month residency of the British street artist on The Big Apple in 2013. It’s no “Exit Through the Gift Shop” but it’s interesting and useful if you’re into the mysterious character.
Anyway, up there is the photographic reproduction of Banksy‘s 9/ 11 inspired piece, the orange thing is a real flower; and to its right, pretty in pink, some vigilant citizen intervened: “<—– Inside Job!“. As it usually happens, the image only appears on the screen for half a second, it seems the producers and HBO did their best to conceal the sacrilege. My apologies to them.
BONUS: All of the “Better Out Than In” pieces over at this Spanish speaking site.
“The number and depth of those moments of silence with activity in the production of a work directly influence the true value of the product“
– David Lynch
Saving Venezuela from the curse of Greyface, one poster at a time.