Stumbled upon this interested series that WWII tire-turned-boot manufacturer Palladium is doing on explorations. If you can tolerate the frequent tawdry interjections of shoe shots showing off their products, the series is really fascinating and the content enforces my policy that the most absurd/insane situations and places aren’t created in fiction, but are constantly happening all around us. Stumbling through some apocalyptic scene isn’t only for Denzel, Viggo, and John Cusack, it’s for all of us… and it’s just on the other side of town. Muuuuahaha.
Just a little something to brighten up everyone in the mid-west living under a blanket of rain and cold. Wait, that’s home for me… it’s also a safe bet to say I have a strong affinity for the merriment of the female vocalist, ie in Luvvvvv.
I remember watching Zach Galifianakis’ parody mini-series a bit ago and had to find them again. This episode with Natalie Portman is the jam. Watch the rest of the series on Zach Galifianakis’ FOD.
“If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em” seems to be the operative adage in Green Label Sound’s philosophy. In this modern age of file sharing and ADD-style consumption of music thanks to the almighty blogosphere, we live in a culture dominated and dictated by “the single” (this really goes without saying). As record companies and album sales feel the heat, Green Label got with the program; backed by Mountain Dew (yes, Mountain Dew), GLS showcases independent artists through releasing exclusive tracks for a free download. After the success of working with dance duo Matt and Kim and The Cool Kids, Flosstradamus got the fateful tap on the shoulder to release an original collaboration track, a first for both the label and the Chicago DJ duo.
Josh Young and Curt Cameruci (J2K and Autobot, respectively)—renowned for their high energy DJ sets and ability to keep bodies moving on the dance floor the whole night through—saw this as their opportunity to showcase the softer side of Flosstradamus. For this, they turned to indie darling Caroline Polachek of the Brooklyn-based band Chairlift, whose song “Bruises” tickled the hearts of many after being featured in one of those career-making iPod commercials. The result of this collaboration is “Big Bills,” a song with a certain je ne sais quoi-type elegance both in its vocals and production, an addictive hook, and a darker message than its sugary-sweet surface seems to suggest.
“We knew we wanted to make it a dance track and make it a little more poppier than a lot of our other stuff. And it was for the ladies, to be honest. We wanted to make something more dance floor-friendly and a little bit more on the girl-pop end of things. And [Caroline] was perfect for it,” says Young.
Wow, this commercial just makes me feel satisfied. Ty Evans of Lakai Fully Flared (edit: BEST video since Fulfill the Dream) fame directed it, with Brazilian Bob Burnquist having the fun.
Whew, after a week cavorting with Sea Lions on the California coast, followed by a weekend soaking UV in Delray Beach, landing back in Detroit seems like a perceptive examination of the color gray.
Gray skies, gray roads, gray trees, gray grass, gray, gray, gray. The ashen forecast got me pretty thrilled to move to Austin in a few months and not deal with slush anymore.
LUCKILY MJ is coming to save the World. But seriously, the best name he could come up with for the tour is ‘This Is It’? You’d think after creative euphemisms like “Jesus Juice” and “this is what friends do!” he could have come up with something better…
After spending a week in 70+ weather frolicking with aquatic life, the single digit temp reading in Detroit seems enigmatic… far too frigid for my frail figure. This coupled with a day spent stationary at the Shapiro trying to catch up on 6 weeks worth of rigid body diagrams, static equilibriums, structural analysis’, shear forces and bending moments (ugh) make me really want to start summer.
But wait, Eastbound and Down is on tonight! This makes up for everything.
The outright crude humor of this new HBO series is exactly what I think Sunday night needs, straying from the restrained, sometimes recurrent humor of Flight of the Conchords. Check a clip below.
And some tracks I’ve been studying to for a while.