Friday 11 December 2009

shamless publicity...



hello all, well, maybe 1 or 2 of you, i'm guest posting at it's nice that next week...quite an honor thanks, will and alex for the ask..:}...so have a look over there from monday...other things i find on my travels unearthing stuff to put there will go here...



like this...x

Friday 20 November 2009

i want to go and paint a wall....

go to 2.15....true.

slide away friday....

georgia based synth popper Ernest Greene brings us something to smile softly about...makes me want to snooze on my daybed with my missus...hipster yoof music purveyors pitchfork's accurate description made me smile

"like someone smeared Vaseline all over an early OMD demo tape"



enjoy...(and buy..!!)...also quite liking dungen and the drum breakdowns ala the genius of james gadson, earl palmer, paul humphrey and roy porter...

and also this...

on the poppy front...and look out for the norwegian titan prins thomas's remix...

getting older....and not wiser...

i'm not a fan of kanye to say the least and i'm firmly sure he has a team of 'minions' who are the real source of his 'taste' how can i be sure of this?....i saw/heard this on universe city this morning...lovely...but im pretty sure kanye's not been near a cms recently...



australian 20 year old jonathan keps the summer vibes from down under bubbling up top with this poppy number that makes me wonder where my musical snobbery went...the scarves and hats and gloves are out but the summer from under makes me remember these things i saw when looking up in tarifa, new york ,new zealand, canada and denmark...













the clearest day in new zealand



me and harry lose our minds...



"pardon me..."



same same

cautious stickman...

sad...

skulking...

Wednesday 18 November 2009

apples...

so i'm going to have to step up the posting as it looks like i'm up for guest posting on will and alex's lovely site at the end of december...whoo...it was on my mind whilst i was in new york djing oddly playing some things like this (which i quite enjoyed as i was in his hometown, which reminds me of a little story about kim catrell if you want to ask me sometime) erm...anyway i saw this...



on the shelf of what may be the best book shop in new york if your ever there, or if your round the corner on crosby you could be good citizen, get some respite, have the best pink lemonade in ny and help out a great cause...or maybe just pop into here and get baked eggs (but order something else too like the ham baguette, then you've truly got a meal to prepare for a day of meandering...come on, anyone needing to promote themselves that little is doing something right i proclaim...

heres my top 5 ny must do's

* eggs benedict here...(also open all night)
* burger here...find it on the left side where the red curtain is, go just after lunchtime and there should be no queue (the veg option is grilled cheese is pretty good apparently)
* get 1 subway card between you it's cheaper and you can use it together as a ride anywhere costs the same
* its expensive but you can allways find more 'stuff' here





* always ask to change you hotel room you've been allocated, you'd be amazed what "is there anything else" gets you in the big apple...this is a bit of advice paula scher gave me last week at dinner after her fantastic dandad talk...(next up a wanker...maybe..?...sorry neville)

so maybe i should get some of my festive faves out before i subject the stylish it's nice that kids to some of them...





Wednesday 28 October 2009

command malfunction...

same/same number 4

odd isn't it that 'brands' spend time, money and effort position themselves as such individuals and end up as noisy 'wallpaper', one indecipherable from the other...watch out...!!...roxy outbreak!!!...

Monday 12 October 2009

new zealand part 2



i'm fairly sure that everyone that is lucky to visit here will be nothing but stunned by the natural phenomenon's all around, even though we both nearly copped it trying to get this shot but it was worth it looking through my photos today it made me smile again...this was just after we had been out here looking at these...



after we'd spotted 5 sperm whales and the sun was starting to sneak away a school of dolphins dropped in (about 150 of them!!) and decided to swim along for a while, they really seemed to sense our glee, as when one of them flipped out the water and we all screamed it sent off a kind of chain reaction in the scchhol that they all started to vie for the attention...fyi, dolphins feel like hard boiled eggs...



oh , and harry tried to a flip in homage but failed...



i urge everyone to go to kaikora...





a surprise smash...

Friday 2 October 2009

the heritage of wireless internet...

type down under

as per usual me and harry seemed to take pictures of almost every bit of signage known to man...here's our top 5 beaten up shots...









same/same number 3

Thursday 1 October 2009

omfg...

its not often i actually post something of vague relevance to what i do but some things are just too spectacular too not share...the sigur ros influence doesn't really need to be mentioned...the piano allways manages to throw me hurtling back to the piano playing household i grew up in...wow...

Ólafur Arnalds - Ljósið (Official Music Video) from Erased Tapes on Vimeo.

welcome to new zealand...

Well its been a few weeks and it really is far too slack to have not posted up some of the magical things that occured down there...i seem to have had a habit of pictures up text down so im going to try and give some half decent explanation on the images to that proceed...

It was true pleasure to be invited down there and the stereotypical kiwi hospitality seemed to flow thick and fast...even my telly said hello to me...



whilst on the plane id been so jetlagged i'd forgotten that id snapped this...



(an image which actually ended up in my talk at semi-permanent days later)...i started to hum when i saw it and i guess it made me wonder about how your environment effects you, fairly pertinent to the book i was reading at the time...which we should all delve into if we want to understand more about this kind of thing...or maybe just look and marvel at them...

so after our arrival, me, harry and phil went for the usual wonky drift about in auckland, jetlag is sometimes a blessing and so is rain when you're a brit away from home as it made us huddle away from meandering and have a good old chinwag about the state of all things creative industy related and made us all feel better about what phil called the 'draw of shame' that everyone has in their studio (work that should never see the light again and be best forgotten)...allthough he did show one of his pieces from the draw which is actually quite nice ( go to more work/dyson - campaign)...WARNING!!!...never ask phil about washing machines as he really can wax lyrical about them for longer than you might think...on our search for junk, as all designers have a habit of spending their time doing i came accross this which has lost in translation slapped all over it... tho'...



and i'm not too sure what the oap's are up to over there but maybe this is another oddment (hopefully) confused only on its name...

someone tell tim berners-lee...

we found it...

co-ordinated grafitti...

blow up doll shocker in 'the hills'

same/same number 2

my friends in typographic fashion error...

Friday 14 August 2009

new things to covet part 1

in auckland for the semipermanent conference and am so bowled over by the energy and straight up niceness of the place...we even got some rain to make us feel well at home...the last few days have officially been a prescription jet lag drift but have managed to not only fall in love with a print but actually buy it from james jean's new show here...

a proper report shall ensue but probably after me and harry's tiki tour embarking from wellington on monday...

im twittering (finally) for the studio here...

my new willow tree...(with heron paul)

Wednesday 5 August 2009

i should be happy...


i was thinking about all the things i haven't done this year...and then stumbled accross something i actualy got round to producing. It made me realise that when i apply myself i can actually create something i actually like and that it actually had an effect...the knock-on effect of going out with a writer is the fear that rises up when I have to write...but this was for 2 friends who were getting married so i bit the bullet...

love builds up

the brightest light I ever saw,
burned with me, glowed with me,
stayed with me when i needed it most.

it slept with me, cared for me,
gave me my partner in crime.

lives bound together into a perfect book of adventure,
where the things of dreams became real,
and nothing was mine any more, it was ours.

i jigged like prince, sang with maria,
origami at will, such a thrill,
cauliflower cheese, thank you please,
and hearts had found their place in life.

a gorgeous ache; an ordinary swoon,
I know for sure love is in this room.

sunshine an a rainy day,
and all the things i cannot say,

can now unfold.

Give with me, take with me,
you got the love i need to see me through,
Love me the way that I love you.

right now,
that word we use when what we feel exceeds all other words.

love builds up,
and the shimmer of light became the bright sun,
accomplice to our joy.

Thursday 16 July 2009

wants list...

1/i would like to record brain activity in the hippocampus whilst showing specific images possibly promoting certain emotions, connect it to this and then display them...

this in reference to finding...



which i heard when i was here listening to him and it made me wonder how the timing of something really warps your mind and your opinion of what's good, bad or ugly...you can guess what supermax is to me...

Friday 10 July 2009

i wish i could go to blackpool mecca...

ode to last year...

today
woke up feeling sick
smoking closed eyes
the crackling of liquids and powders and late night fuckery
another fag
try to scrape the filth out
try
bullet
bacon and a fag
another fag
thinthinthinthin...hahaha
how long till it's late enough
one at lunch
easy
crying at therapy
waiting to feel better
fucking waiting
fucking
something glimmers but it's far too much to ask
excitement
fading

Tuesday 7 July 2009

17 years waiting...







i thought id tidy up my desk and stumbled upon a copy of blues and soul from 1992 which had some charts in from my old mate hobbsie...i remember at the time pondering how i could get to hear those 'chestnuts' as he put it to decide what to spend my easily earned cash on...but back then it was hard...5 minutes on you tube and hey presto...something to spend another £100 on...thank god i never throw anything away...it surprises me sometimes that the things that were air to me in my 20's are still the things that keep me smiling today...enjoy.

Thursday 2 July 2009

horse meat glasto...





and the other one...



turn left at the lightning
in the back door
people
heat
mud (my first wellies)
wine in a plastic bottle
old friends
back stage
sofa's
real toilets
hot tent
sausages
cider
wine
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sunshine
blue ridge mountains
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down by the river
oh my god this is really happening
drinking vodka on each other
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horse meat
poppers!!!
gravy and chips
birds nest
charades
tea
c.s.n....for what it's worth
sleep
on it
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"is your head in the same dimension as your body"
get rid of it

i think you get the picture,or maybe not specifically...anyway i'm sure it's not very interesting hearing about my festival experience as it's mostly the same as everyone else's...i think my girlfriend realised that her opinion of me being slightly high maintenance may have disappeared...god bless being wrong...i have a dream...

Thursday 25 June 2009

the opposite...



for many years ive marvelled at the 7 series of genius created by larry david...it got to a point i watched it so much i started to think i was a character in it...but that another tale along with the time i started thinking my life was all in folders in a photoshop file being turned on and off...i digress...and wonder what my first grassy rave will be like...something i've allways avoided like the plague, it just seemed like too much of the norm...but of recent i've thought alot about the things i'll never get a chance to do...and how small things lever themselves into your life and end up being sturdy points of reference...i get to go with my beautiful girlfriend, some other incredible rabble, i get to drink some hallucinogenic 'stealth' cider our friends make and i get to listen to him most importantly...

the jury's out till tuesday...here's to saying yes to things you're not sure of...

tired sticks...

Thursday 18 June 2009

R/B/G

same/same

father/daughter shopping trip...

god damn west coast ebay auction finish times...

otherwise i'd be annoying the neighbours with this piece of chugging detroit genius...you can forget sam and dave, this is what soul music is all about...thank god he manged to put gems like this out before his untimely death in February, 1970, after being shot by a policeman in an altercation with his girlfriend...the world's a 'hair's on the back of your neck place' once more...




talc and sunday exercise...



Back in the late sixties in a Loft room on 647 Broadway, a young Timothy Leary disciple and a group of like-minded flower children unwittingly created the blueprint for New York’s disco underground. Beneath a ceiling covered in balloons and streamers, David Mancuso stood before a small Buddha, weaving an eclectic and atmospheric soundtrack (from obscure Latin and African rock, to psychedelic soul and unclassifiable ethereal LP tracks) to match the mood and movement of the dancers; who defined the melting pot that was cooking up in post-industrial New York. Re-launching his party as ‘Love Saves The Day’ in 1969 (after a period of Buddhist disownment and a trip to the psychiatric ward of Bellevue Hospital) Mancuso and his friends created an environment where freedom and unity were the watchwords, as dancing became communion. In the early seventies as word about this unique dance space started to filter through, The Loft became a haven for NYC’s outsider art community. The party’s whole aesthetic, from the refined sound system to the family ethic, became a huge influence on New York’s future DJs and their revered clubs, with famous ‘Loft babies’ including Nicky Siano (The Gallery), Larry Levan (Paradise Garage) and Frankie Knuckles (Chicago’s Warehouse).

Mancuso once claimed he was “tuning in to ‘that natural rhythm - that three billion year old dance – I just applied it through these artificial means which were amplifiers and records.” The bearded mystic first brought this party ethic to London at the end of the nineties as a guest of Nuphonic Records. However, it was a conversation with Tim Lawrence while he was researching his book ‘Love Saves The Day’ that led to Mancuso’s Loft parties becoming regular happenings at The Light Bar in Shoreditch, with Lawrence and friends setting up The Lucky Cloud Sound System. These parties have inspired others such as LCSS and Voices collective member (alongside DJ Alex another LCSS partner) Cedric Woo, DJ Cosmo and Simon and Guillaume whose Beauty and The Beat, Cosmodelica and Deep Frequency parties respectively embrace the Loft atmospherics, as London embraces the more cerebral and spiritual side of nightlife.

you'll be there if you should be there.