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Nolo Contendere

2011-11-23T22:11:00.000-08:00

Thank you Comrade Nixon for Our Glorious Childhood.

Walking on the beach. In a suit.

What style.

Lead Lined Box

2011-11-23T22:10:00.000-08:00

JIMMY!

"Poor Dishwashing Has Always Been My Achilles Heel"

2011-11-23T22:06:00.001-08:00

Oh, Splendor, Harvey.

Your shirt, your record collection. The basement. Your refusal to be a substitute teachers me.

If we remember who are are when we forget who we are if we remember that way by tearing out magazine photos of our heroes and pushpinning them until the walls of our Zeno cave are just PLASTERED and all we do is remember who we are, over and over and over until we forget again...

Still the salami minded vegetarian Heart Of Harvey.

Protest

2011-11-23T22:01:00.000-08:00

Oh fuck it, now it's either bloom late or not at all.

Dead Animals

2011-11-23T22:00:00.000-08:00

Really, Issac Bashevis Singer is right and everyone else is wrong.

They Think They Paid For It And Can Do Whatever They Want With It Now But They Forgot To Have You Sign A Piece of Paper

2011-11-23T21:52:00.000-08:00

Really, I think we need to follow Lester Bangs' edict like it's our Morning Prayers

Like the Original Surfer who dons tefillin & then just starts talking about The Divine before he gets on his exercise bike.

What part of BLOW IT UP AND START OVER AGAIN don't you understand?

I tell you, if you hired me to do a job, even if you tired of me doing that very same job, I won't stop until I do at least half of it.

Walk Softly And Carry A Giant Backpack Filled With Bullshit

2011-11-23T21:49:00.000-08:00

"Doesn't that mean you have to carry a lot of GEAR?!" she asked.

I know.

"I think you might be allergic to coffee."

(sigh)

"You say I'm crazy but you live every day like it's a heart attack!"

just. watch. me.

Drink This

2011-11-23T21:48:00.000-08:00

Oh to be a mad scientist in an abandoned Con Ed building.

Broken Windows Theory

2011-11-23T21:35:00.000-08:00

No to giving in, no to the easy way, no to the exquisitely gently worn coat of all of these shitty habits murdering time, life and Lakein HIMSELF. No to the radiator.

No to the zillion little deaths of clicking open and novacaining out. No, no, no.

No to keeping up.

No to delivering on time. (Ah, finally a promise I can keep, Marvelite. Face Front.)

No to perfection.

Open that fucking window, willya?

Death to reference material.

Goodbye research.

We don't need no stinking upgrades.

Maturity.

2011-11-23T21:28:00.000-08:00

"Young I drank beer & vomited green bile
Older drank wine vomited blood red
Now I vomit air"

Maturity Allen Ginsberg

Quotes To Take Seriously. (Internet = Death)

2010-11-18T18:33:00.000-08:00

People commonly use the word "procrastination" to describe what they do on the Internet. It seems to me too mild to describe what's happening as merely not-doing-work. We don't call it procrastination when someone gets drunk instead of working
Paul Graham

It’s hard not to think “death drive” every time I go on the internet. Opening Safari is an actively destructive decision. I am asking that consciousness be taken away from me. Like the lost time between leaving a party drunk and materializing somehow at your front door, the internet robs you of a day you can visit recursively or even remember.
Alice Gregory

I dont generally go in for hysterical visions of technology, but when you start to think about it, the ubiquity of screens, the incessant escape from one place into another, the secret passageway of iPhones and BlackBerries, the glazed, ubiquitous expression, I-am-here-but-I-am-not-here, is a little unseemly. Say your train of thought, as you are reading to your baby, goes something like this: Goodnight moon. Goodnight cow jumping over the moon. J.Crew summer sale 20% off, can you turn in the piece by Friday? Apologies, xx, should we meet at 6:00 at your place? Goodnight bears. Goodnight chairs. This moment suddenly seems to contain within it the entire decline and fall of civilisation...
Katie Roiphe

Myself, I’ve set up a second computer, devoid of internet, for my fiction-writing. That’s to say, I took an expensive Mac and turned it back into a typewriter. (You should imagine my computer set-up guy’s consternation when I insisted he drag the internet function out of the thing entirely. “I can just hide it from you,” he said. “No,” I told him, “I don’t want to know it’s in there somewhere.”)
Jonathan Lethem

"What you have to do," he explained, "is you plug in an Ethernet cable with superglue, and then you saw the little head off it."
Jonathan Franzen

If you forget what you’re doing with your mind, almost inevitably you also forget what you’re doing with your body.
Sakyong Mipham

BILLY RUANE

2010-10-29T11:06:00.001-07:00

The impulse to recount Billy stories was/is widespread. Initial responses below.

It's a more ordinary, appropriate, boring world now. But less so since he made a huge positive contribution to so many lives, mine included.

Sad news. What a fun, sweet, complicated guy. Unique dance moves..! RT @SamSifton Billy Ruane died last night, 52. http://t.co/o3FRFdo

I remember when I was leaving Boston he showed up at Ginza after hours to give me a fistful of Roger Miller CDs.

I have a desert island list of films he recommended--all melancholy arthouse. This he scrawled out after some wild punk show of course.

I remember Billy Ruane showing up onstage at Helldorado, early days, having just seen Cocksucker Blues and regaling us with his cover version

I remember him eating whole meals during matinees at Brattle in the 80's. #BillyRuane

#BillyRuane That DANCE MOVE. I remember when audience was sittting on the floor like hippies. Only he was dancing. Trenchcoat. Beer Bottle.

#BillyRuane Fuck. No one expected that guy to live forever when he was in his 30's but he looked great as a 50 yr old guy so just perhaps..

Billy Ruane invades this video halfway through. DISRUPTIVE. ENTHUSIAST. http://bit.ly /c4lukw

This Blog Has Officially Gone Fishing

2010-08-17T22:40:00.000-07:00

Tweeted this today:

Going on a social media break til after 5771/Rosh Hashanah. Reach out to me via email/ /www.stevensolo.com

Of course, I haven't used this blog in months. Social media killed it. The whole notion of documenting my responses to art and life here seemed so long-winded and archaic--and the immediacy of Twitter seemed to enbolden me to carry on in some less artificial voice. At first, at least.

This blog is a pretty solid archive/catalogue of my obsessive interests. Perhaps in 5771, post Rosh Hashanah it will make sense to continue it in this or another form.

For now, there's more than enough to last through the end of 5770.

Here's one of my first entries to go out on:

Sunday, December 10, 2006

Rant on Rebuilding my Studio

I want to be like Hokusai, who changed his name & moved to a fresh new studio & took up a new artistic identity at the same time. Instead I would buy cats (if I weren't so allergic) so that the police could find something living in my apt. among the newspaper clippings when I die here.
I am engaged in a project I call "rebuilding my studio". Once I named it, the physical difficulties all seemed to make sense. I am supposedly purging my supplies, reference material, decoration and equipment. Each category of CRAP has its own box with a LARGE BLACK MARKERED description so I can wrap my head around it. Like "DRAWING MATERIALS" "BIKE STUFF".
Considering that after 8 years of living here, I can't find the kind of erasers I use in a shelf containing boxes of bicycle supplies that I fantasized using, mixed with a kind ofpaint I used for a project 5 years ago this is probably a good idea.
Most of what I need I can fit into a decent sized backpack. What IS all this STUFF?
Anyway the "desired outcome" is "A functional studio workspace I enjoy working in with adequate and clear storage for supplies I need, archive completed work, accessible storage for related and front burner work-in-progress." (My mission statement on this motherfucker.)
This is all a delusion. At some point I will just get fed up with interior decorating my soul and just flail out and make new stuff again until I find myself backed up against the wall of all the old crap (some of which is the stuff I have been making) and, gasping for air, begin to repeat the whole activity again.

Last Night A Tshirt Vendor Saved My Life

2010-05-06T23:56:00.001-07:00

America's Most Beloved Silkscreen Fiend modelling a shirt we did in less than 24 hrs. It was my uniform for the "black tie" event at Lincoln Center thrown by Coca Cola, Delta Airlines, The Visa Company and Purveyors of Gourmet Frozen Pizza.

I had some great Moscofilero and (absolutely sincerely) the greatest tuna sandwiches I have ever had in my life.

Someone took a picture of me wearing this under a suit walking a red carpet. With my Santo mask.
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Yeah, I mean it. Those "quality of life" moves that you hear about which thin the herd of street vendors could easily have left us with a fireball on 42nd St on a Saturday night. As Jane Jacobs said in another context: "keep your eyes on the street".

2010-04-30T22:55:00.000-07:00

PHOTO: MICHELLE STRAUSS OHNSTAD

"Organizationally, we were committed to to a few basic principles: Treat everyone with as much respect as he deserves (and no more), Avoid people who appeal to our vanity or ambition (they always have an angle), Operate as much as possible apart from the "music scene" (which was never our stomping ground), and Take no shit from anyone in the process."

-Albini

Should I Drive An XKE or a Tractor?

2010-04-23T19:48:00.000-07:00

No good links to The Young Adults "It's A Complex World". Anyway, an utterly obscure reference. YouTube has this.

Bukowski Stealth Tribute Header

2010-04-18T05:15:00.000-07:00

I think Buk wd like the idea of a tribute page in a bar. Whether Terroir|Tribeca is too fancy to have earned his appreciation we will never know. We do know that when he died, the last bar at which he was a regular cancelled/reduced their riesling order since it was his constant consumption of the stuff that kept inventory moving.

RIP MALCOLM

2010-04-18T05:12:00.001-07:00

Saul Bellow is my Co Pilot

2010-04-11T07:09:00.000-07:00

WWSBD?

"It would not be practical for her to hate herself. Luckily, God sends a substitute, a husband. "
— Saul Bellow (Herzog)

Twitter Ate My Blog, Then Had My Mind For Dessert

2010-04-11T00:17:00.000-07:00

Twitter is reenacting the development of tech & communication but at jump cut speed. We, the participants, are experiencing this meta evolution in dizzying fashion. Even Google and Facebook's respective arcs of development seem normal and measured by comparison.

The history of film was an accelerated version of the history of painting--and with painting as a model that medium accelerated pretty wildly. But even with Eisenstein, Riefenstal and other formal innovators it still took a few decades to get to Godard. There may have been other formalists I am not thinking of but JL Godard seems to represent the meta-moment, when narrative conventions are well enough understood to be truncated. The editing form also becomes part of the content. Literally "cut to the chase".

The evolution from the days of your Geocities site to your carefully designed & manicured Home page to a blog like this one to, to, to: 140 characters and being at a benzedrine fueled cocktail party 24/7 seems to have happened in the space between the frames.

I haven't posted to this blog for awhile and honestly it seemed like a kind of (outmoded)scrapbooking activity which might or might not address the question of "what am I looking at or thinking about" but it was never clear if I was really communicating or just writing a Dear Diary in public.

The nutty-as-a-fruitcake feedback loop of Twitter lets me know my ideas were heard in some fashion. Perhaps closer to brainstorming at a fun party with a lot of slightly drunk & hyped up smart people. I also think years of working in restaurants prepared me for the multithreaded bullshit sessions, sparring, goofing off and, lately, pretty interesting moments of connection with others.

At the same time, is it intoxication that leads to further insight or am I just turning into a drunk? #Infohaulism. Hrrm.

The metaphor of alcohol seems appropriate in many ways. Infohaulism is much like alcholism. As an occasional purveyor of webstuff for clients I have felt like an Alcoholic Sommelier of Information (tm). It's the hard stuff and I not only give out a tasting glass of the latest toys, tools and concepts. I am hitting my own private stock but my vices are not limited to boutiques. Infowise, I gleefully devour Sterno as well as Burgundy for breakfast often side by side. Twitter gave me a place to put all of that monkey-minded surfing, reading, clicking. Even worse, I got sugar pellets of approval at irregular intervals to reinforce my shitty habits. (Not my insight, I will attribute when I remember)

Am I preparing a yummy meal that will also sustain or (as Merlin The Mann said recently) am I just manufacturing potato chips all day and all night? Not even the cool kind, it often feels like we are mechanically, obsessively forcefeeding one another car trunkfuls of rotten Pringles.

The "We Were Promised Jetpacks" side of this: all the cool toys have been appropriated by businessman douchebag types. Is the ecology of Twitter somehow resistant to being digested this way b/c it empowers Snappy Answers To Stupid Questions graduates of Al Jaffee University? Or are we doing Satan's work for him by developing such advanced Weapons Of Mass Distraction?

Enough for the moment.

Great Interview with Berkley Breathed

2010-02-01T21:28:00.000-08:00

Read the whole thing.

Vice: I’m curious as to how the writing process for Bloom County worked. Did you always know where you were heading, or was there an element of discovery as you wrote? Did you think in terms of seasons, sort of like television writing?
Berkeley Breathed: Your question presumes a reality so distant from the experience that any questions about process are meaningless—but perfectly reasonable. The problem is that you’re asking a guy who didn’t think of any individual strip or story line longer than it takes to read this sentence. I drew in a manic, sweat-flinging state of deadline panic EVERY week. Not most weeks. EVERY week. For ten years. I drew what occurred to me as I stared at the same blank strips I’d been watching for six days, and only because the plane that would deliver them to my syndicate editor was due to take off at 5:30 AM, about seven hours from that moment.

Ouch.
This is not how a comic strip should be drawn. This is not how ANY deadline should be handled by any reasonable, conscientious, grown-up professional. But as I wasn’t, they weren’t. The flip side of that confessional coin is that Bloom County would not have been what it was—whatever it was—if I’d been that thing I just described. It was art and writing born of chaos. It was the poison the madness needed. The new book—with all the chaos intact and not edited out, as it was in books before—shows that rather intriguingly.

Vic Chesnutt

2010-01-09T10:21:00.000-08:00

I saw Vic Chesnutt open for Jonathan Richman a few times, most notably last summer when he closed with this song-which I think is terrific, blunt, real and funny.

My New Life - Vic Chesnutt

(Via @bradleysalmanac) From @KristinHersh a donation page for those who would like to help Vic Chesnutt's family and some words about Vic.

I like animated subway maps of nyc, tiled.

2010-01-08T16:58:00.000-08:00

Click here to see it with the blinking subway map. I just don't have time to figure out how to embed a webpage in a blog entry.
Yes, I have a looming deadline, why do you ask?

Churchill: Role Model or What?

2010-01-06T04:02:00.000-08:00

This documentary was invigorating in many ways. Witness the pure power of FDR's Reality Distortion Field--I mean, "lend-lease" is insanely great. Churchill's "regimen" and carefully designed schedule even better.

(Churchill) said this siesta, a habit gained in Cuba, allowed him to work 1 1/2 days in every 24 hours.

From American Experience The Presidents: FDR

Doris Kearns Goodwin: When Churchill came, it was like a cyclone that hit the White House. His whole schedule was totally out of whack with Roosevelt's. He, of course, loved to stay up late at night, drinking, smoking cigars, and Roosevelt would sit there with him until 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning, smoking cigars.

Alonzo Fields: Before breakfast, he preferred a tumbler of sherry and he would have that as his eye-opener. For lunch, he started drinking scotch and soda and he'd drink scotch and soda until he'd take a nap. And at dinner, he had to have his champagne and 90-year-old brandy. Then he would go to work.

Minimalist Flyer Style Web Page

2010-01-05T10:55:00.000-08:00

Going to participate in an improvised exhibit of work on paper with David Shaw's Brooklyn20s theater group (Yeah. I know. ManhattanMiddleAgedAsDirt.Com is my own personal site...)

Uber minimalist web page in the style of a flyer is here. More TK.

2010: The Year We Make Contact!

2009-12-31T15:17:00.000-08:00

"Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I learned a deep respect for one of Goethe's couplets:

Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it!"

W. H. Murray

(via Merlin & Pressfield)

Devastating Douchebags & Heroic Jasper

2009-12-26T09:47:00.000-08:00

Data overload.

"This could have been devastating,” Pete King, NY State Rep on yesterday's terrorist attempt.

Governments React After Terror Attempt on Airplane

What's really devastating to people right here & right now is a lack of access to healthcare.

Rep. King's homepage features a video of him speaking out against "Obamacare"

Here's a predictably insane Chart Of The Day - (via Andrew Sullivan) illustrating how little bang we get for our healthcare buck. While choking on data, have another slice.

Can't find the link to the Security Masterpiece Theatre where one response the TSA has taken is to keep passengers in their seats.

Uh, isn't the reason Jasper Schuringa & the passengers on Flight 253 were able to intercept "aspiring" terrorist & all around rich kid and douchebag Abdul Farouk Abdulmutallab was that they were able to jump out of their seats to pull his firecracker kit out of the DB's pants??!!

-thx NYT--“it may have been aspirational.” Terror Attempt Seen as Man Tries to Ignite Device on Jet

P.S. Best line on Sparklepants-Jeffery Goldberg at The Atlantic:

"Next item: 'Passengers must remain seated for the final hour before landing. During that time, they may not have access to their carry-on baggage or hold personal items on their laps.' But what about their underwear? Can they have access to their underwear, which is where our latest would-be Muslim martyr apparently hid his bomb?"

Some days you just can't get rid of a bomb, Batman.

12/30/09 Update: "Great, just great. Weaponized emo-kid..." BoingBoing

Even Maureen Dowd is on this one:

If we can’t catch a Nigerian with a powerful explosive powder in his oddly feminine-looking underpants and a syringe full of acid, a man whose own father had alerted the U.S. Embassy in Nigeria, a traveler whose ticket was paid for in cash and who didn’t check bags, whose visa renewal had been denied by the British, who had studied Arabic in Al Qaeda sanctuary Yemen, whose name was on a counterterrorism watch list, who can we catch?

“Have nothing in your house that you do not know to be useful, or consider to be beautiful”-William Morris

2009-12-23T21:51:00.000-08:00

Symbolical Head

2009-12-20T16:10:00.001-08:00

Click here for annotated version

Famous Prize Fights

2009-12-20T16:09:00.001-08:00

Click here for annotated version

Chronic City Readathon!

2009-12-05T12:42:00.001-08:00

Last night's endurance test at Book Court was inspiring, insane, electric. The marvelite-style sobriquet "Lethal Lethem" was Paid In Full.

Noteworthy act of true grit: Actually doing Perkus's hiccup pauses in reading from 3-4 AM.

Nerdcore Nirvana: the room of hardcore geeks pretty much reenacted the spirit of Perkus To...oth's apartment after 1AM.

"Everything else to everywhere else forever and ever amen."

Why? Why? WHY?

2009-11-30T09:41:00.001-08:00

Random bike basket in my neighborhood:

Random public trashcan in my neighborhood (about 2 yards away):

I have used a folding basket on my own bikes to prevent this particular petty cruelty from being inflicted on my trusty steed. Should the city invest in a bike basket shaped trashcan design to encourage litterbugs to reform?

Paul Graham Inc article

2009-11-24T12:01:00.000-08:00

I go back to this article frequently.

"Running a start-up is like being punched in the face repeatedly," he says. "But working for a large company is like being waterboarded." Paul Graham

Happy 82nd Birthday-Steve Ditko!

2009-11-02T15:18:00.000-08:00

The whole documentary is here.

Blog Haitus Until Labor Day!

2009-08-25T20:44:00.001-07:00

Time to unplug and reenter the WORLD.

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Pondering Mazzuchelli...

2009-07-17T16:57:00.001-07:00

Waiting for the full podcast/transcript of Mazzuchelli's MoCCA talk yesterday. One observation he made-that the work which is embedded in our collective cortex (Ditko, Kirby, Toth, Steranko etc etc) always looked so fresh and unlabored because it was done on deadline and with plenty of hustle.

There's always that paradox when artists of my generation labor to print on "just the right" degraded cardboard stock to begin to approximate the pulpy marks which seem more real to us than the so called "real" world.

Whenever I succumb to the temptation to add an additional color plate I am reminded that the masters did it with the most limited means, on the shittiest paper stock possible. (See the Neal Adams interview for more on this) But they brought to bear such intense sensibilities and such killer chops...

Think of Alex Toth working actual size on a kitchen cutting board as his drafting table.

Another great gem in passing was when D.M was asked if he preferred the "real" NY (where, alas, getting across town by webslinging or billy club rope is an insane fantasy) or the Ditko/Kirby one. He answered as we all answer. Of course the early Marvel universe is the one we prefer. The quiet understated amused tone of his matter of fact answer just underlines how much Jules Feiffer was onto years ago.

Tuva Or Bust

2009-07-11T00:07:00.000-07:00

Great video of Richard Feynman.

Terry Gilliam on Harvey Kurtzman

2009-07-10T11:30:00.000-07:00

Really inspirational. Read it here.

At Help! I had to do everything. I had to deal with whatever went on with the magazine, so I’d be on the phone talking to people in a solemn voice: ‘Ah, yes, this is Mr Gilliam, the assistant editor of Help! magazine, I’ll have that package over to you in about, oh, 15 minutes, I’ll tell the boy to bring it in.’ But that boy was me. And I was making two dollars less than I would’ve made on the dole every week. It was wonderful.

Independence Day

2009-07-04T09:40:00.000-07:00

"None of this surprised me," he wrote. "I already knew that the capitalist system was also sordid and money–hungry. In one of my first statements after leaving Cuba I had declared that, 'the difference between the communist and capitalist systems is that, although both give you a kick in the ass, in the communist system you have to applaud, while in the capitalist system you can scream. And I came here to scream.'"

Reinaldo Arenas Before Night Falls

Kafka

2009-07-03T20:04:00.000-07:00

"Perhaps there is only one cardinal sin--impatience. Because of impatience, we are driven out of Paradise, because of impatience we cannot return."

Franz Kafka, born July 3, 1883

Biographers have said that it was common for Kafka to read chapters of the books he was working on to his closest friends, and that those readings usually concentrated on the humorous side of his prose. Wiki

"Philip Roth was once asked whether, in writing 'Portnoy,' [Portnoy's Complaint] he was influenced by the notoriously abrasive Jewish standup comics of the period Lenny Bruce, for example. He replied that, if anything, 'Portnoy' was inspired by the work of a Jewish sit-down comic, Franz Kafka." link

Franz Kafka's bday. Onion video to commemorate

King of Pop? HERE is the King of Pop, Pretenders.

2009-06-30T23:07:00.000-07:00

Daniel Johnston.

Do You Remember

2009-06-26T21:10:00.000-07:00

Slow. And. Low.

2009-06-22T00:19:00.000-07:00

In lieu of cards and letters and wishes...

The BED... is REALLY a BOOKSHELF!

2009-06-21T11:05:00.000-07:00

Her aesthetic might not be yours, but damn, this is a great Small Cool Home.

This woman has a combo bookshelf/murphy bed. Best comments:

"ok this may be a dumb question, but how do the books not fall out when you
pull down the bed?"

"looks like the book shelves in front of the bed slide to each side before
you pull the bed down... very cool design"

Apartment Therapy

"This Is A Pretty Good Death Trap"

2009-06-21T09:05:00.000-07:00

Right up there with "Some days you just can't get rid of a bomb". Again & again the creators of this cartoon Do The Right Thing.

Bonus: When Batman asked Mr. Miracle how Big Barda is doing, I half expected him to make a wisecrack at Jim Starlin's expense.

William Knaus on Ellis:

2009-06-20T20:52:00.001-07:00

Albert Ellis (September 27, 1913 – July 24, 2007)

"Albert Ellis lives according to what I now see as a core value, or guiding principle: Freedom and liberty. He dedicated his life to help people free themselves from their inner tyrannies and unhealthy restrictions. On the path of freedom, Albert Ellis' footsteps can be found."

Vic Chestnutt's Minimalist Bio, Jonathan Q&A

2009-06-18T08:54:00.000-07:00

Vic Chestnutt's minimalist bio is cool. He opened for Jonathan Richman last night at Bowery Ballroom. His crooning & acoustic guitar rock harder than most bands. Tommy Larkins (AKA Tah-mee LAH-kins) backed him on a few songs, adding quite a bit in a pretty minimalist way himself.

JR gets better & better. Though I want to see him do an electric show again sometime (he went though a fuzz-box period in the mid-90's that was never captured properly on any recording) he played a hot non air-conditioned (at his request--"You can blame ME") he did a killer version of Modern World with updated lyrics to open and a perfect version of Springtime in NY as a last encore.

Jonathan still embodies Precise Modern Lovers Order.

Skip the intros on this video, at about 2:42 it turns into an amusing interview with Richman & Larkins

"I'm Glad I Tortured You"

2009-06-17T12:07:00.001-07:00

The Life Of A Repo Man Is Always Intense

Cosmo Kramer Tutorial On Relationships

2009-06-17T09:22:00.000-07:00

What's Going On INSIDE MY HEAD?

2009-06-16T10:20:00.000-07:00

The KKK Took My Baby Away

2009-06-16T08:11:00.000-07:00

Pleasant Dreams is one way underrated desert island album.

Many Ramones fans claim that the song was penned by Joey after Ramones' guitarist Johnny Ramone "stole" Joey's ex-girlfriend Linda from him, although he claims that he wrote the song years before the incident. The KKK supposedly refers, in an extremely exaggerated fashion, to Johnny Ramone's politically conservative views.

Wikipedia

What's awesome of course, is that even though they never spoke to one another again, Johnny Ramone PLAYED on this song and not only on the album, but probably more times than some bands have ever played in their lifetimes given the insane amount of touring the band had to do to survive. The idea of The Ramones was stronger than the individual Ramones.

In some way it's utterly numbing to imagine oneself in that kind of straightjacket. Tommy had an excellent idea, they all gave it life and if they had broken up after Rocket To Russia they would still have been influential as hell. Another perspective is that it was the endless grind and reiteration of the basic theme with hardly any variation that makes The Ramones truly great.

Josh Kornbluth Video

2009-06-05T10:46:00.000-07:00

The creator of Haiku Tunnel & Red Diaper Baby gets a Flip HD & fulfills the promise of low tech video. We Don't Need No Steeking Production Values! This is as good as it gets.

He Would Ride Down Your Street In His El Dorado

2009-06-04T06:03:00.001-07:00

#Picassso show: "Ditko was a killer cartoonist. Period." Beto. Wd say the same for the Basil Wolverton of Spanish painting.

Buzz Buzz

2009-06-02T10:54:00.000-07:00

1 more interview: Grant Morrison explains the hive-mind here

One bee is not particularly smart but group a number of bees together and at a critical threshold something interesting happens - a 'hive' emerges. That is to say, from the aggregation of a number of not very intelligent units, a mass intelligence emerges. The same thing happens everywhere in nature; a single sponge cell is a fairly aimless, hopeless animal but gather enough of them together and a colony intelligence is seen to develop which drives each individual along as part of a group endeavor.

So, now that we have the idea in our heads that 'intelligence' appears when systems become increasingly complex, we can approach my notion of 'living comics.'

"Would anybody like a sourball?"

2009-06-02T10:15:00.000-07:00

Great Stan Lee interview from the 60's Via the mighty Tom Spurgeon

This Year's Model

2009-06-01T06:04:00.001-07:00

Summer of Riesling 09 will be meaty, beaty, big & bouncy.

SoloPhotostream: Accidents Will Happen

2009-06-01T05:46:00.000-07:00

Google creates photo albums by default as a byproduct of posting to Blogger. I stumbled on this by chance. It forms a curious mindmap of postings:

Shoes Master: cool!

2009-05-29T13:12:00.000-07:00

Go here.
Saw this cover at Reed Space, which also has coach jackets with the word "studio" where a sport would be. The Singularity seems to be upon us, Captain.

New Modes Old Forms

2009-05-27T21:29:00.001-07:00

Not only does Twitter contrast greatly with all sorts of media, but I was also thinking about a wall of Polaroids I saw today in Heist gallery on Essex St which were an emulsion based photostream.

Corby on Bagels

2009-05-27T05:23:00.000-07:00

Corby might be a PITA, but he's right about alot of things. My Name is Bagel dispatches nattering nabobs of italo-authenticity.

(Yes, this means I am at least lazily/occasionally tweeting as me as well as terroirny. There's overlap btwn "my" voice & that of terroir, but it's not always the same thing. Let's see how it goes...)

Hang With Me Joe!

2009-05-22T07:27:00.001-07:00

This is perfect:
More here.
Via the mighty Comics Journal blog. That and Comics Reporter are essential.

Napkin dispenser with notebook paper (I.D. Mag)

2009-05-21T10:48:00.000-07:00

"There’s something to be said for the romance of the napkin sketch—the informality of the gesture, the unidentifiable food stains. That said, if you had access to proper office supplies at a tapas bar, what better excuse to hold off-site staff meetings? Madrid designer and Fabrica alum Sandra Bautista, whose work was included in 2006’s “Feeding Desire” exhibition at the Cooper-Hewitt, National Design Museum, reloaded this standard tapas bar napkin holder with notebook paper. “It’s a small intervention,” she says, but a useful one."

I love this. Check em all out: I.D. Magazine

No Wonder I Have The Munchies All The Time

2009-05-20T15:26:00.000-07:00

This article is a treasure trove of pronouncements on our current predicament. Oh shit, I mean MY predicament, who's kidding who here?

He sees our distraction as a full-blown epidemic—a cognitive plague that has the potential to wipe out an entire generation of focused and productive thought. He compares it, in fact, to smoking. “People aren’t aware what’s happening to their mental processes,” he says, “in the same way that people years ago couldn’t look into their lungs and see the residual deposits.”

And:

People who frequently check their e-mail have tested as less intelligent than people who are actually high on marijuana.

And, And:

The Internet is basically a Skinner box engineered to tap right into our deepest mechanisms of addiction.

Sam Anderson, NY Mag

A Rosé is a...

2009-05-20T12:04:00.000-07:00

Leo Barrera is to Rosé as Paul Grieco is to ------------------ (for 15 points)

I unabashedly love rosé, following in the path blazed by Leo Barrera and others. Friend and co-Terroirist, David Flaherty, at Grapes and Grains has provocatively posted on the current numbnuts EU debate. Here's my comment, which has grown into a posting somehow as well:

Some thoughts. I generally get out my bullshit detector when I hear a supposed opposition of values, usually suspecting a dialectic in the making or outright irrelevant hairsplitting.

The problem is larger than winemaking, it's that traditional culture has some great, time tested truths that must be respected. But at the same time, if not kept fresh by irreverent experimentalists all culture will stagnate and die.

I don't think that codifying winemaking and categorizing creative activity means shit. Vino da Tavola or IGT? The name of the producer is what counts.

The relevant Star Trek clip is this one from The Omega Glory:

James Hillman wrote about the connection between the radical (who looks to the root, literally) and the traditionalist somewhere. My version of what we are doing at the wine bar is breathing life into moribund forms but always returning to the root in terms of content.

Thackrey is not in opposition to typicity and sense of place, he delivers a critique of unthinking jargon/marketing lingo.

Anyway, that's my take right now.

PS: As always, the EU is wasting time codifying Rosé when they could be feeding people, man!

One More Imeem: Joy in Repetition

2009-05-17T21:07:00.000-07:00

Just saw the Vaselines, wow. The show, at Bowery Ballroom, was filled with perfect moments. The balance of pop, noise and wit was exquisite. Superclassicist anti-rockiest popstars, the driest sense of humor ever, spectacular stuff. Give them $ for the new uberset MP3 link vinyl
(PS, if you buy the vinyl, you get the MP3 for free. Yes, my 2 favorite formats live & cds still get to die. Cassettes/mixtapes I will have to post separately on since that's kind of an emotional thing around here.)

Shake. Some. Action.

2009-05-16T23:39:00.000-07:00

Saturday night/Sunday morning, Rainy Spring night. Perfect weather to powerpop.

What is the connection these deceptively cheery sounds have to melancholy? This stuff, The Raspberries, The Records... all these upbeat songs have a kind of yearning jangling feeling somehow...

What does Norway Actually Produce?

2009-05-16T09:05:00.001-07:00

"Norway trade union: Boycott Israel if peace process fails"

Well, good luck without cellphones, computer chips or medical advances. But what in the world do those hypocrites actually contribute so that they can be boycotted in return?

OH, Norwegian SALMON? You mean fancy LOX? Bring it on, Norwegian trade union. Who the fuck do you think is eating all that smoked fish? Hint: probably not our Palestinian brothers and sisters!

Independent George for Friday

2009-05-15T08:06:00.000-07:00

Damn. This snippet is like a koan I can watch on repeat all morning. And I have.

2009-05-14T07:00:00.001-07:00

"Start small. Do what you can with something you care about so deeply that you simply can’t not do it." (via tferriss) http://ping.fm/F1MSn

Xaime!

2009-05-13T16:40:00.001-07:00

Comics great Jaime Hernandez: “That was kind of our punk mentality at the time: If they hate it, that’s good too!"

Quoteable:

2009-05-08T08:55:00.001-07:00

"Do you get all hot and bothered when you find an allmusic.com profile that includes the words "obscure" and "groundbreaking" or "influential" in close proximity? This group is for you."

Our Band Could Be Your Life group.

Damn, the best typography when the mainstream culture was eating Reagan's shit 24-7.

Don't Ask, Don't Tell, Fuck THAT

2009-05-08T00:19:00.000-07:00

Obama To Fire His First Gay Arabic Linguist
Do we ever get out of high school? Enough is enough. Fire homophobic assholes. Fire republican hypocrite pederasts.

More:

CHOI: Well, when I got the letter, I was extremely angry. I was angry -- I mean, the letter is basically saying bottom line, Lieutenant Dan Choi, you're fired. You're a West Point graduate, you're fired. You're an Arabic linguist, you're fired. You deployed to Iraq, you're willing to deploy again, doesn't matter. Because you're gay, that's enough grounds to kick you out.

But the biggest thing that I'm angry about is what it says about my unit. It says that my unit suffered negative good order -- negative actions -- good order and discipline suffered. That's a big insult to my unit.

I mean, all the insult that the letter can do, to say that I'm worthy of being fired, you know, that's nothing comparing to saying that my unit is not professional enough, that my unit does not deserve to have a leader that is willing to deploy, that has skills to contribute.

One More Video: Ramones, MENTAL

2009-05-07T12:55:00.000-07:00

"Men like the same item the same way over and over again. I wear mine until they’re finished, and then I want the same exact pair."The same applies for every piece of clothing I own. Justin R. Saunders, fashion person, NYT.

Yeah. Let's take that one step further. Men like the same 3 min song...

After Party Schmafterparty

2009-05-07T11:53:00.000-07:00

Have I reposted this recently? The scene in Hannah & Her Sisters where Woody slips into a theatre and regains his will to live via The Marx Bros rings true. "The Management Requests Absolute Silence During The Following Presentation..."

It also seems reminiscent of the royal afterparty held in my honor the other night at Terroir.

Meta to the max

2009-05-06T08:10:00.001-07:00

Mimi Zeiger: still thinking about the neuroenhancer article. the new yorker as a gateway drug?

Steven Solomon:
You start out reading NYT online, end up FB'ing your Tweets which link to your blog and then post it on a comment. I swear I just did that, in between answering emails and replying to tweets. Not joking. Help.

(Now posting all of this to the blog to see if I explode or what.)

The Name of This Company is Steven Solomon

2009-05-06T06:27:00.001-07:00

I lost the Beard award, but being a finalist nationwide (out of 3) the first time out of the gate pretty fucking much establishes me as a force to contend with in the world of fucked up animated GIFs & swearwords on restaurant websites.

"I will fucking brand your fucking winebar and it will fucking STAY branded, motherfucker!!!" is my corporate mission statement.

A Stefan Sagmeister shaped suit would still chafe and constrain, only a custom StevenSolo suit would make sense. But The Sag would make the most sense as a reference if one is needed here. (While staring at framed, tattered newspaper pic of David Carson on a surfboard and lighting a candle at the Ramones belt buckle of ARTURO VEGA, who donned the luchadore mask while I was still in high school.)

The most important bit of business at the moment is getting my own pair of the loaner silver Nikes I wore, courtesy of a fashion forward friend here in NYC. Friends in Rome are scouring the Eternal City as we blog.

(P.S. Yes, I copped the title for this entry from the Talking Heads. Respect!)

THANKS for your support, fun ride, now back to work damnit.

2009-05-05T09:40:00.001-07:00

Jeremy: THANKS FOR THE SHOES! They killed last night.

There's alot to be written about being a Beardie nominee, sitting in that audience waiting to hear the winners announced for hours is a roller coaster ride that I would not have missed. And, for all my skepticism about awards in general there were many moments that were meaningful. The tribute to Totonno's pizza was cool. Feeding America infomercial and the hands down best speaker of the night: Jack Arnold, who just owned the room with dry drawling wit.

Eating, like 4 pounds of octopus carpaccio and uni cuban sandwiches was cool. Minor disappointment: the Illy capsule espresso maker doesn't offer Nespresso a challenge at ALL. I want Illy to do better as they are way cooler.

Drinking at events like this is more a matter of avoiding drinking too much for me. Champagne at the Terroir afterparty was delicious, that was the real moment. (With Rocket To Russia blasting.) The Terroir afterparty was so blissfully fucked up that it's hard to imagine it being better if I were wearing a medallion with Lex Luthor on it! What would have happened if I won? A nuclear explosion on East 12th Street?

Paul Grieco, human fireball. David Flaherty, criminal mastermind.

The amazing support of all my friends was a bit overwhelming

Seeing so many people from my restaurant life was surreal. Note to self: go OUT in Boston & get to Myers and Chang already.

In retrospect, being a dark horse for the nomination suits me just fine. Kudos to The Korn Group.

The sneakers were a loaner from friend Jeremy and changed my life. They were real Nikes so they were not only sick shiny but actually bouncy and sneaker-y. Awesome.

OH, and it's Sampanthavivat!

2009-05-03T11:24:00.000-07:00

Inside the baby mind: (Boston Globe)

Baudelaire was right: "Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recovered at will."
Although scientists have long held the lack of a functional prefrontal cortex responsible for all sorts of "childish" behaviors, researchers are beginning to realize that, sometimes, it might actually be better to allow the prefrontal cortex to loosen its grip.
A recent brain scanning experiment by researchers at Johns Hopkins University found that jazz musicians in the midst of improvisation - they were playing a specially designed keyboard in a brain scanner - showed dramatically reduced activity in the prefrontal cortex. It was only by "deactivating" this brain area that the musicians were able to spontaneously invent new melodies. The scientists compare this unwound state of mind with that of dreaming during REM sleep, meditation, and other creative pursuits, such as the composition of poetry. But it also resembles the thought process of a young child, albeit one with musical talent. Baudelaire was right: "Genius is nothing more nor less than childhood recovered at will."
The immaturity of the baby brain comes with another advantage: utter absorption in the moment.

I Want To Bite The Hand That Feeds Me

2009-05-03T08:04:00.000-07:00

THIS is the shit, Elvis C. at the point of maximum impact. Anyone potentially doing a public presentation, say, at an awards ceremony or something, should study this carefully.

Strummer on Suits

2009-05-02T11:51:00.000-07:00

"My bummin' slummin' friends have all got new boots
An' someone just asked me if the group would wear suits"

Sneaker Quote

2009-04-30T09:32:00.000-07:00

I am thinking of a nice "Woody Allen escorts Betty Ford" kind of sneaker.

From Time (!):

"The sneaker is not so much an object as an idea, a symbol of values that America has always taken pride in: social and physical mobility, practicality, informality, even rebellion (such as when Woody Allen wore a pair of Converse high-tops to escort First Lady Betty Ford to the ballet in 1975)."

Can't find a good pic of this right now.

Want to get ahead? Sleep in

2009-04-29T17:58:00.000-07:00

Late Riser's Club: Not just a member, I'm the president... Full article here.

...there are no “late-riser” special discounts or idioms such as “the night owl catches the worm.” That's because of societal pressures, says Prof. Peigneux, co-author of the study. Those who hit their stride at midnight are often required to then get up early for work or school. They may appear to be lazy or unmotivated – but are really just sleep-deprived.

“If you allow them to live on their preferred schedule, then they can outperform the morning types,” he said.

The study measured the part of the brain that is home to the circadian master clock that operates according to a day-night cycle. Sleep pressure dampens the circadian signal, and activity in this area decreases the longer the person is awake. The night owls were more resistant to sleep pressure.

Also see : Guido Sarducci

Pandemic Preparedness Comic (PDF)

2009-04-27T09:59:00.000-07:00

Worth looking at.

Via Tom Spurgeon

Bolinas = Pussy Galore

2009-04-25T07:12:00.000-07:00

terroirNY Thackrey Aquila Sangiovese went back to the Blood of Jove concept. If Tuscany=Beatles, then Bolinas=Pussy Galore. http://tinyurl.com/dgs3ad

2009-04-24T13:59:00.001-07:00

" 'I am because I am accessible' - does not, repeat, not, put an end to my aloneness but rather intensifies it"- James Hillman

45 RPM

2009-04-24T04:35:00.001-07:00

"The single must be a distillation of one's powers, the most exciting slice of noise a person can cram between the lip of the disc and the edge of the label,"
-Mac McGaughan, Superchunk

Skip Steps 1 & 3

Via Tullycraft

Thing I Wish I'd Thought Of

2009-04-23T07:27:00.001-07:00

Caption: Yep. That's my Airport Express.
As promised, originally uploaded by merlinmann

2009-04-23T03:03:00.000-07:00

The 140: "Tiny Houses book release party last night. http://tinyurl.com/d8levc Mimi
name checked our 550 sf Terroir Book Court: http://www.bookcourt.org"

Mimi killed it. Great, compact book about great compact living arrangements.