Viewing Archive for January, 2009
Flosstradamus video!
My Chicagoan brethren have a new video for their song “Big Bills” with homegirl from Chairlift. Check it out! Word to Curt’s glasses.
A windbreaker made out of an inflatable doll!
First of all, my dear readers, SORRY for being so absent this week. I just finished recording my Fabriclive CD and only had 1 week to record it… so as much as I try to post regularly regardless of how busy I am, this week was just too crazy.
Anyway, back to things that matter: sex toys.
Dutch artist Sander Reijgers made this windbreaker out of an inflatable doll and claims he was inspired by the Marguerite Duras novel The Malady of Death. Anything inspired by French literature is worthy of a post on this fine blog. Head over to Superfuture to read the full explanation.
The man-bag saga
I was just reading about Margiela’s new man-bags… pictured below. I got mildly interested in man-bags (man-purse? Murs?) this past year but couldn’t get myself to buy one.
Here’s the thing. DJ’s need bags. Traveling international men of mystery need bags. I’m both, I need a good bag. I’ve had backpacks for years. It’s the obvious recourse for DJs… and backpackers, duh. Don’t think I’ve forgotten my roots. In the vinyl days I used to carry those Shure or Technics backpacks with a heavy load of wax in them. Remember Esdjco? (Whoooaaa they still have my picture from when I was 16 on their site!!) Their bags were even bigger.
I can recall the first time I went to the Stretch & Bobbito radio show on WKCR in 1997, Lord Sear was clowning me and my brother. He was the first person to make fun of my non-existent shoulders. “Yo what’s holding up that backpack? You got no shoulders!” He was also the first person to say that Dave looked like Paul from The Wonder Years. But I digress. (How about GLC rapping “If you’re feeling like a pimp, man / go and take your shoulders off” to me at a rehearsal?)
The point is: despite what Newtonian physics would have you think, I can carry a backpack. But I get tired of backpacks. They kill my back. They make me look/feel like I’m 16. That said, you know what’s good about a backpack? Compartments. And that’s what stopped me from making the dandy-man move to the man-bag in 2008. Man-bags don’t have compartments and it seems that in order to keep yours looking spiffy you can’t fill it up too much. That doesn’t work for me, I carry a ton of junk and need it neatly filed.
So there you have it, my thoughts on bags.
More on Margiela bags at Selectism.
Bees on cocaine: they dance more (this is real)
OK so they gave some cocaine to bees to study the behavioral effect, on a biochemical level. It makes them “exaggeratedly enthusiastic about things that would not normally excite them.” Apparently when honeybees find a whole bunch of nectar they do a dance. Not every time they find food, only when it’s a big mama load. But the bees on coke got excited and danced way too much, every time.
You need to read this article over at the New York Times…
For the record, I’ve never done drugs in my life. I don’t find it cool!!!
Around The World, Pt. 13
As posted on the fab Fader blog.
Week 2 of the Australian tour. On the plane the other day I saw that episode of “30 Rock” where Tracy Morgan tells the intern dude to “live every week like it’s Shark Week.” That’s funny on TV but in Australia it frightens me to no end. Australia has a lot of sharks. Also giant jelly fish. Enough to keep me out of the waters.
Still fighting the airlines (and the power)
My ongoing struggle with the airlines of the world CONTINUES, my dear readers. Peep today’s snafu. I was flying from Sydney to Brisbane and as I went to board this anal lady at the gate decided to weigh my carry-ons. Bad news. My carry-ons are always over the limit so I always dread that moment.
The lady at the gate asked me to gate-check some items. I said I simply can’t gate-check my backpack, it’s filled with fragile laptops and equipment. She was really sticking to her guns, so I told them that I couldn’t bring my bags on the plane then I myself wouldn’t get on. I wasn’t being too confrontational either, because that doesn’t solve anything. I tried to explain that I’m a musician and people in Brisbane have bought tickets to come see my concert and I need this fragile equipment on board with me. But she kept talking about how it’s their responsibility to observe the rules and it’s a safety issue and all this crap, and we didn’t get past the “if my bags can’t go then I can’t go” stage. So then it became, “if I can’t go, then my suitcase has to come off”. So they started the procedure of unloading my suitcase. There were other people from Qantas at the gate by then, many of whom actually sympathized with me but they couldn’t confront the anal lady.
They were radioing baggage handlers to go look for my suitcase to take it off the plane, but when they realized how long that would take, while the anal lady was on the jetway talking to god knows who, the other people decided to flip the script and help me get on the plane. They asked if there was ANYTHING I could gate-check. I said my Serato box and my chargers. We put that in a little bag. Then we moved a few items from my backpack to my tote bag so that neither of them was over 7 kg (I actually pulled a wooptie-woop and hid some things while they were weighing the bags), and finally I was allowed to board. This is after single-handedly holding up the flight for a good 15 minutes.
WAY TO ACHIEVE ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, GUYS. Well, it makes for a good blog though, right?
Around the World, Pt. 12
As posted on the fab Fader blog
Is everyone excited to be back at work? Would it piss you off if I told you that I’m in Sydney where it’s summertime? No, right? OK cool, you guys are good friends. Now let’s go over the last couple of weeks, shall we? So umm… I don’t even know where to start. Christmas/Hannukah time was a bit hectic for me because it’s deadline o’clock and I’m at the finish line for my Sebastien Tellier remix and this mix CD. (The former goes on the latter). As you may recall in my last post, we had that Fool’s Gold holiday party with the legendary DJ Premier and Cipha Sounds. Our sponsors Pepsi decorated the space heavily with Christmas trees and snow flakes. It was a bit more festive (in a family sort of way) than expected, but I think that just brought everyone together even more. Since practically everyone on Fool’s Gold was in town for the weekend, I had a little get-together at my house the next day and we sipped on egg-nog while listening to Catchdini’s tall tales of grimy New York hip hop. He’s an even better storyteller than Abe Simpson.
Even YSL is making ‘em
I’m about to do a “Forgot About Dre” song about all these (sun)glasses t-shirts. Well, no I’m not but the point is, I could if I wanted. YSL’s got this baby coming out… Sure this one is cheeky because it refers to the classic frames that Mr. Yves used to rock.
And I’m definitely not on some bitter “yall are biting me” steez… but do you remember the tee I did with Cody Hudson in 2006/2007?
Yeah that was cool. The only sunglasses t-shirt I remember seeing before that was the one I made with Kiser earlier in ’06, the one that Kanye wore on TRL when he met Tom Cruise! Hahaaa…
Just felt like pointing that out. I REST MY CASE YOUR HONOR.
Via Selectism
File under “weirdo perfume”
This is actually real… British cult clandestine brand Boudicca have this fragrance called Wode, named after the ancient woad plant, whose blue dyes were used by tribes for ritualistic marking by the Brittani tribes. You spray it with a can and it tints you with a TEMPORARY blue paint. The coloring quickly fades away and all that’s left is the smell. Interesting! Do yourself a favor and peep this video.
Via Sassy Bella
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