08 September 2006

Good Canadian Design...

Now Canada does some great work, but we're not always recognized as a homeland for top-notch design (unlike Croatia, oddly enough). So it's nice to see this work that blew by my desk - from a Montreal firm called Bob.ca that is doing really high quality stuff in print and web.

Of course it's in Montreal, so the site is in French. Question: why are the French so very much more stylish? I don't get it... genetics?








Cool, modern, appropriate and unique. Great stuff.

I should probably mention some other great Canadian studios... but I'll wait for another post.

Hacking the Hilton...

So if you haven't heard already, the U.K. grafitti/pop artist Banksy has managed to pull off a well-aimed social critique on the Superficiality Superstar herself.

First, Banksy. Check the following images - his stuff is very conscious/informed by social critique, which works really well with the medium of graf and guerilla/underground art. As much as I believe graffiti is an art form, and true 'nuff - it is, it also plays an important political role, as we've seen in the past in places on the verge of political upheaval - Cuba, Northern Ireland, South America, West/East Germany etc., and still see today. So he's actively driving that dialogue forward in the U.K., and his work is pretty kickass:





Now, the Paris hack. So he buys a copy of her stellar debut album, then scans and alters the insert + photos in a derisive way. He burns his own track - remixing quotes of her making inane comments over beats. Then he prints 500 copies of the whole package, and sneaks it into 40+ record stores across England. People buy it unknowingly, the social commentary goes viral, and collective human intelligence breathes a sigh of relief.

As a technophile, and pop culture lover, stories like this interest me greatly. While it's true that Paris Hilton represents a low point in mainstream culture - perhaps not possible 30 years ago, it's also true that this kind of act wouldn't have been possible 30 years ago either, before mass production and distribution of equipment like Photoshop/scanners etc. So we get shallower and less skilled on one hand, but smarter and more equipped on the other.

Anyways, enjoy the images:









Or watch Banksy through the whole process here on YouTube.

07 September 2006

Holding Humpty's Hand...

I just thought I'd add this photo to the blog, because it's one of my all-time favourite photos of myself as a kid. That and the dozen or so naked painting photos... but we'll get to those later.



I was really shy when I was younger (hard to believe, I know), and this photo is such an accurate portrait of me from that era - just watching quietly, by myself, trying to figure things out.

I also love the way I'm just casually holding Humpty Dumpty's hand, like 'don't worry buddy, I got you'.

I don't know if you, loyal blog readers (AKA me, myself and I), have changed your personality a lot since you were young. I have. But still, sometimes I am struck by how this little, quiet, curious creature is still really who I am in many ways.

Of course, I was also a big spaz, as I am today as well. If I could digitize the crazy dance home movies of me as a kid (the family called me Happy Feet...), you'd all see just how much I'm representin' my roots. Word.

Okay, now back to pop culture and other funniness.

No comment required...

Bumbermadness

So I went to Bumbershoot in Seattle this past weekend, and boy was it sick sick sick good times.

Among the best on a musical tip:


Lady Sovereign
: Grimy electro-clash/hip hop goodness from the U.K. Think M.I.A.'s slutty, cockney-trash cousin. She's coming to Vancity on November 10th, so you best make way for the s.o. - VEEE.


Rishi Rich
: sweet Banghra/Desi beats. Some of you may know how much I love this genre. The website is missing in action right now, but hopefully up soon so you can share the love. Some of the Rishi Rich project stuff is a little too R&B slow jam for my taste, but it's 80% good times.


DJ Assault
: Booty bouncing ghettotech. He wasn't at Bumbershoot, rather at one of my favourite little Seattle clubs Chop Suey. It's been good times every time at that place... plus random bonus: free drinks from the bartender, who apparently gets mistaken for Jake Gyllenhall, because he thought I looked like his fake celeb sister Maggie Gyllenhall. Ding ding!


Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings
: picture James Brown as a small wiry woman, and you've got the idea. Her dance style verged on the extraterrestrial. Loves it!

Obviously though the best thing of all Bumbertainment was the COMEDY PANEL SCREENING OF TRAPPED IN THE CLOSET. Yes, you heard that right y'all. More details to follow - I'm waiting for photos from a photographer I met from Minnesota who was shooting the event - but damn! It was off the hook!

06 September 2006

Dance Movies are Fun

So my friend Mika has taken to making dance videos. Here is one that features me briefly in the background, although doing some goofy cheesed out clap-step and, yes, some jazz hands.



It's kind of grade-ten 'dance in your basement' steez - good times.

She made it in response to Morgan(who I haven't met as he's in Taipei or some shit)'s crazy wicked dance off films, which you can see below and which would make me want to date him immediately if a) I had ever met him, b) he didn't have a cool and hot girlfriend and c) I knew anything about him beyond sweet dance vid's.

EDIT: Mikala found that last comment controversial. To clarify: I don't want to date him in any way, and his girlfriend really is lovely. But damn - you could bottle those dance moves and sell 'em on street corners. That's all I'm sayin' yo!

Check 'em out - they completely rule.

Top 10 unpatented dance moves - I love #'s 7 and 6




Ultimate Dance Battle - the greatest of all. A concept piece: a man travels back in time to face himself in the ultimate dance battle. Enjoy!

Back to the blog yo!

What up my people?

It's been a while - true dat.

Partially because I'm evidently not as self-absorbed as I thought (yay!) and partially because this summer has turned into a big crappy breakup fest (boo!). It does suck when something you believe in ends... really shakes the foundations.

It's amazing though... a person can just settle into a path, without questioning it. Somehow, over the last 5 years or whatever, I stopped considering being with Darcy as a choice... more just a fact of my life. It's good to be reminded that your circumstance, your relationship, your lifestyle, your job, your home - hell, absolutely everything in your life - is 100% a choice you've made, and one that you have complete control over. So, at the end of all this bullshit, I feel... stronger and in better touch with myself. Some of the time.

But who wants to hear about such misfortune? Not me... also because I'm following the advice of one Mariah Carey, trying to shake it off, with a healthy dose of sleaze and excess. It's all good.

So expect to find more photos, pop culture randomness, and all around goodness as I wander these lonely streets.

Also, check out nerdcorehiphop.org for some of the flyest nerd beats ever dropped. I am actually considering writing my own nerd-core track. So far I have some sweet ideas, but, you know, zero skills on the mic, decks or board. We'll see how it goes.

02 March 2006

Predestination...

So I was just looking up my birthdate on Wikipedia... you know, the kind of thing you do when you have 3 minutes to spare while a program restarts. That was me covering my ass because I've now sent this link to co-workers, and am worried about managing perception. It's downtime people!

Irregardless.

Lo and behold, what do I discover, but this amazing fact:

November 6, 1889 - Nintendo Koppai (Later Nintendo Company, Limited) founded by Fusajiro Yamauchi to produce and market the playing card game Hanafuda.

Okay, so first of all, who knew that Nintendo was founded in the 19th century?!?

Second of all, doesn't it make so much sense? No wonder I would trade everyone I love for ten minutes with these guys.



Although clearly I would use the ten minutes to end the tyranny of Mario, and make it the all Luigi show. Who doesn't love Luigi more? He's more laid back, cooler, and yes, I'll say it - hotter than Mario. But yet he's alway Player 2, he rarely gets his own game, and he's basically always living in Mario's shadow. I mean look at Mario up there, showboating his stupid head off while Luigi's all scratching his nose like he know's SOMETHING stinks. I'll tell you what stinks - Mario playing Midler to Luigi's whoever played the other person in Beaches.

F-that. Luigi rocks the Mushroom Kingdom. Word.

01 March 2006

Who could tire of this image?

If you ever hear someone lament the computer age, or lambast the rise of photo manipulation technology, you should probably show them this graphic.



An old one, but come on. What are you, made of stone? You can't appreciate the beauty of infinite Hasselcrotch?

Top Models Unleashed

So the models are out, and Tyra's in fine form as usual.



I love her ridiculously airbrushed photos. There's another one which I won't even re-post here, just so you will emit the same girlish shriek I did when it leapt out at me from the site.

Speaking of the new top model site, can I briefly nerd out and complain about the ridiculously bad functionality? I can appreciate why they used Flash, and visually there are some nice things there, but the long transitions every time you open a new page, the inability to access photo galleries easily and flexibly, buried content... it's a pretty bad interface.

Okay, I put Chloe O'Brien back in her cubicle, and I'm back to talk models. The girls are the usual - all relatively good-looking, no one leaping off the page really, except for Molly Sue (below). She could suck bigtime, but this photo is hot!



It's also clearly a season of diversity. I was surprised and impressed to find that they have selected among their top 13:

A 40 year old woman:


and a mogwai:


Don't front - you know what I'm talking about:

26 February 2006

What R.Kelly really means by the 'V.I.P. tour' of his crib...

It's funny - I've been meaning to post the ode to R. Kelly for a while, and then just now as I was listening to pandora, one of the many gems in the vault came on: Break Up (That's All We Do) It's a pretty mainstream joint from the album with Jay-Z, but the lyrics below killed me. Note how he masterfully transitions from a generic sexual scenario to something that's pure R. Kelly.

[R. Kelly]
Seems we're always arguing, but
Right after the arguing we have, sex
Sex with best friends
From the bathroom to the kitchen (we sex)
From the kitchen to living room (we sex)
From the living room to upstairs (we sex)
Upstairs to the attic (we sex)
Attic to the basement (we sex)
From the basement to the car garage (we sex)
Garage to the back of the Jeep (we sex)
Bicycle to the treadmill (we sex)
Even over by the dirty lawnmower (we sex)
The neighbors and the dogs are lookin crazy (we sex)
I don't care because you're my baby (we sex)
It's our house, and we can have sex (we sex)
anytime we want to (we sex)


Okay now seriously - by the dirty lawnmower?!?

R.Kelly, how I love you. So until I can complete the tribute album/column/post, keep digging in the R. Kelly vaults. The man is solid gold.

07 February 2006

R. Kelly is the future.



Common knowledge dictates that there's a fine line between genius and crazy. As it now, turns out, the fastest route to this line is: a low IQ, a big budget and a lot of cocaine.

Yes, we're talking about R. Kelly's magnum opus - Trapped in the Closet.

Seriously now, how great are celebrity pet projects? Travolta's unintentionally hilarious scientology film, Mariah Carey's thinly veiled biodrama, Britney's heinous and hideous telebarf, Stallone's alleged new Rambo business... even Kirk Cameron has a 'personal story of faith' to share.

But R-Kelly's Trapped in the Closet has set a new benchmark - has in fact flown the bar so high (or low, depending on your viewpoint) that Britney, Whitney and Diddy could cohost a gangbang... and I'd be like... shrug.

The whole film is almost an experiment with the extreme limits of human entertainment. A new dimension in fact, where beyond the furthest limit of ego, superficiality, melodrama and ineptitude, it all inverts and becomes wonder, magic, depth and skill. I seriously think that watching this film may be the closest I've come to having a religious experience. Okay, maybe not, but it's pretty f'ing mindblowing, that's for sure.

So there you have it folks - stupid is the new smart, serious is the new funny, and R. Kelly is your new messiah.

Go forth and preach it.

06 February 2006

Can we talk about...


Let's just sit and absorb the presence, before I start dissecting the madness, the greatness, the entity that is R Kelly.

05 February 2006

Ugly Photo Fun!

Aren't ugly photos fun? Here are some particularly ugly ones from my digital camera adventures over the last few months:




and then here is the Blair Witch series: