damn grinderman, you scary

I remember overhearing this terrifying woman on the sidewalk outside a Nick Cave concert, blue/red lipsticked thin lipped lips sucking on a cigarette, telling anyone who would listen that she used to 'hang out with him back in England and in New York, and so-and-so and so-and-so, and they were all pals'.

She looked like an aging cracked-plastic version of a horny 60s housewife in a gaudy baby blue dress scooped way too low like a heaving sling under a stretched leathery décolletage.

"...and blah blah, and Nick was like this, and Nick was like that, blah blah..."

The really interesting thing was the way her wacky ping pong separate-direction eyeballs and every prematurely-deep wrinkle showing through the pancake all seemed to totally confirm her story - a skin-writ history of late nights doing GOD KNOWS WHAT crazy groupie shit with Nick Cave and his entourage.

Anyway, my point is, Nick Cave is kinda scary-awesome and it'd probably be really cool to hang out with him, except there's likely a point-of-no-return where you'd get hypnotized and the scary-crazy would take over you FOREVER.

Case in point: wtf is happening in this video for Grinderman? It's like Diane Arbus and the first Highlander film puked up and someone made a low-budget 50s drive-in horror with the mess.

kebapocalypse now

MeatWater? Apparently, it's 'dinner in a bottle'!

My head's going to explode, can someone please let me know what's happening here?
Is this is work of a talented designer with too much time on his/her hands, or can I really have venison confit-flavoured survival drink [ladies' choice]?
Help.

be mesmerized

Cartoon Rorschach kaleidoscope hypnosis for your brain.
"Love and Theft" animation by Andreas Hykade.
Thank God I don't smoke pot.

booty calls are about micro-socioeconomics

Here comes the science.

going, going...

GO! is gone.

Brent Brambury hosted his last GO! broadcast on CBC Radio, June 22, and I'm sad to see this bit of Saturday morning hilarity and delight pass into the archives of radio history. Over the years tons of my friends and acquaintances have special-guest-starred on the show, and in the last year of broadcast my close friend Nana became GO's eponymous 'Contest Girl' (Contest Nana, actually).

Time for favourite moments.







See ya, GO!

what would douglas coupland do?

He'd bring an orca-pixel sculpture to the people, and they would rejoice.
(Seriously, what doesn't Douglas Coupland do?)

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does it again. and again. and again.

Filmmaker, Joseph Kahn's newest latest for Eminem.
The unseen hand behind the careers, visual impact and impressions of every charting artist you care about.

ilike

Josh Keyes.

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opening titles whore

I love opening titles.
Sometimes I love them more than the actual movie.
Case in point: the first ten minutes of 2004's Dawn of the Dead remake, which wrap up with KILLER titles set to Johnny Cash's 'when the man comes around', were basically better than any full feature-lengther that year (and also a prelude to the awesomer highlights to come from Director Zack Snyder's oeuvre).

Check 'em out here.

But today I'm in love with How to Make it in America. It's like if Terry Richardson went back in time and shot docu-style motion with Philip-Lorca diCorcia in the early 80s with Scorsese aspirations. Except it's so very now.

roller town

The Halifamous Roller Town trailer if you haven't seen it already - written/ directed / edited by Andrew Bush!