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Fell into an internet hole and somehow came across some website that seems to be completely made up of kitschy Swedish images. This one page stuck out, though. All Swedish dance bands. Nothing else. There's no explanation of who anyone is, but there is a PayPal donation button.

Why can't every band look like this now?

More.
Tits and Asses

www.titsandasses.org
It's hard to describe this one without making it sound either extremely boring or pretty gross, but Au Hasard Balthazar is really neither of those things. OK, maybe a little boring, but really, it's beautiful. A girl forms an intense bond with a pet donkey, which is then passed around from owner to owner. Both of them end up suffering for most of their lives, in parallels that can sometimes be a little too obvious, but still.


This is a dizzying novel about money (duh), but also about failure and paranoia and blackouts and disgust. Everyone always thinks about shoulder pads and Rubik's cubes as the 80s, but here we see another side that VH1 often forgets about. It's dirty, it's funny, it's depressing and confusing, but god is it hard to put down. It's a mystery that takes a few reads to really figure out, one that careens from start to finish, narrated by John Self, who is constantly speaking to an undefined you about being a loser surrounded by constant excess.

"Now that I no longer work every day... and why should people do this? Who says? Why wasn't I consulted? You give your mornings then creep back with shoulders splitting to the day-home and its afternoon breath. Stop taking it. Organize! Fuck your factory! When you go to work every day you aren't really living. In some ways it must be a great relief. Really living--now that's hard graft, that's nine-to-five stuff (it's like going to work every day). Really living is what I'm doing, and it's killing me. Being a tramp is a tall order. Only tramps seem to be up to it. Only tramps can cope."


The Kola Superdeep Borehole

The second deepest ever hole drilled, The Kola Superdeep Borehole, can be found in Russia on the Kola Peninsula. The USSR was proud of it as much as it was of its space stations and underwater vehicles. Each of its 12 262 meters (40,230 ft or over 7.6 miles) below the earth’s surface. was a real revelation for scientists, and a number of anomalies and strange things that used to happen during the construction work are still food for sensations.



When the drilling machines came up close to the 13-th kilometer, the devices registered strange sounds in the well. Intrigued by this astonishing discovery, workers lowered an extremely heat tolerant microphone, along with other sensory equipment, which recorded sounds of screaming human voices. The workers could swear that it was like “yells of sinners in hell”, and then they detected a powerful explosion of totally unknown nature. In a few days, when the works were resumed, nothing was found inside the well.



Full story. (Via Whatevs.
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Spank Rock and Ninjasonik on the Williamsburg Bridge.
Good times, oh yes I love them.

For the second installment of my goodbye to cigarettes, Good Night and Good Luck. I barely made it through this movie without going outside. Cigarettes might as well have been credited as a character in this one.




As I begin to say goodbye to eight long years as a smoker, I bring you a series that can summarize everything I will miss in a way I could never do with words. The clips in this series will do exactly what my self-help guide told me not to: romanticize cigarettes. But really, it's all about closure.

Today's subject: Margot Tenenbaum.




日々の音色 ("Daily Colors") by Sour
You know, the Czechs had a New Wave too. Before Milos Forman directed all those movies you love in English, he went to a small town in the Czech Republic with some writers, and one day found himself at an annual firemen's ball. "What we saw was such a nightmare that we couldn't stop talking about it. So we abandoned what we were writing on to start this script." Using real firemen and no actors at all, Forman managed to make a comedy. A hilarious one. The Firemen's Ball: ugly beauty queens, stolen lottery prizes, funny old people. And the color looks awesome.


Watch the whole thing here.
Everyone always talks about A Confederacy of Dunces, but really, have they read The Neon Bible? John Kennedy Toole's sole other novel is very short, yet encompasses about 20 years in the life of David, a young man growing up in the South. It's heartbreaking at times and delicate throughout, and nothing at all like Dunces. Toole wrote it when he was only 16 years old, which may account for the sentimentality that is so absent from his other book. It's told as a series of memories, the ones that impacted David the most throughout his life. His aunt who was a fading performer, a revivalist preacher that comes to his town, his mother's mental deterioration. Sit with it on a quiet afternoon. 

Apparently, once upon a time, there was a member of Kiss known as the Ankh Warrior. Does anyone remember this guy existing? Vinnie Vincent was born Vincent Cusano, but Gene Simmons made him change his name for obvious reasons such as only cool people having repetitive names. Anyway, the Warrior supposedly played guitar for Kiss from 1982-83, and wrote some songs too, although it seems like maybe Kiss wanted that to be a secret, leaving him out of videos and album covers. Look at these photos. Why would anyone want to cover this guy up?  


To continue on the Dali theme...

These are a few samples of the Tarot deck he designed. Most of the gold you can see on there is gilt in real life, and the artwork is mostly collaged images with some watercolor. For whatever reason, it's hard to find information on the way he chose to illustrate each card, but it's hard to believe that he didn't do his homework.

This is The Magician, one of the first cards in the deck, and, on a basic level, one that speaks to man's ability to create. Enough said.





Salvador Dali and Walt Disney collaborated on this film in 1945. It was released in 2003.

If this was done now, I believe it would be presented as such:

SALVADOR DALI x WALT DISNEY x JOHN HENCH COLLABO CARTOON


Twice tomorrow, it will be 12:34 & 56 seconds. The date will 07/08/09.

At each of these exact moments, it will be 12:34:56 7/8/9.

This happens one day every century.


Happy 4th of July.

Article took a field trip to PS1.

This looks like a pool.


This is a Troll.


This is someone's kitchen.


The guy who made this is a gay vegetarian.


This is still awesome.



There are times when I wonder how to got to be where I am. What happened growing up that led me to where I am now. There are other times when I know exactly why.

Bruce Springsteen's Born in the U.S.A might be the first song I can recall hearing, but The Beatle's Yellow Submarine is the first movie I can remember watching.


When Almodóvar was a filmmaking baby...



Maxim Ryazansky took the original photo above and why it took so long to become internetized, who knows. He got to know the members of the Westboro Baptist Church and spent a week with them later. A few photos are below, but check out the whole series on his site.






And here's a music video by the church.