I’ve never felt more young and naive than I have today.
It was one of those days where thin rivulets of sunlight permeate silver layers of cloud and everything looks oddly pretty but feels sad. Everyone moves slowly. Everyone is asphyxiated by sadness for no apparent reason.
So all you can do on days like this is to embrace the sadness. You have to sit in the passenger seat of your best friend’s car and listen to Youth Lagoon really loud and smoke cigarettes till you feel the cancer settling in.
You have to appreciate the naivete of being young and discontent.
Find me a person who doesn’t like SBTRKT. If somehow you manage to do that, make them listen to this song remixed by SBTRKT. Opinions will change.
It’s funny that I should stumble across this sculpture today because I was having a particularly feminist-driven morning. We get paid less, objectified, and overanalyzed. All men do is think with their penises. It seems artist Yoan Capote disagrees with me…this piece is smart and witty. I also like the classic Greek form.
Everyone “makes music” these days. That’s really frustrating for me as a connoisseur of music because I have to differentiate the fakers from the real artists.
I know Millionyoung is legit because when I heard them live I could feel how good their music was in my intestines and toes and quivering legs. Seriously, not enough hype surrounding Millionyoung. Listening to them on your iPod does not come close to doing them justice…
I’m convinced that any music that comes out of Brooklyn is effortless and cool.
In my opinion, this is what music is. It’s smart, elegant, edgy and original. I’ve listened to this song thousands of times and it still hasn’t gotten old…
In the art world, I’m crushin’ hard on Jeremy Zerfoss’ cheeky graphic designs that feel a little bit J-pop meets Kid Robot meets dark power puff girls meets Deadmau5
Bowie. Jennifer Connelly pre-Requiem, and some goodass music. Couldn’t have asked for a better combo