Tuesday, September 20, 2011


Those are gonna be the last posts for a while.
Montre Moi Ton Visage by Luxthanzero

Monday, September 19, 2011

The Box

Last year I finally saved enough money to buy my digital camera. I obsessively take photos everywhere I go now. I can’t leave the house without my camera. Most of it is just down to me loving photography and capturing my life, my friends and the shit we get up to. Every once in a while I’ll do a 'what I’ve been up lately' post, it’s a perfect diary form...but there’s a part of me that's always scared of losing friends. I've always freaked out about losing people especially girls I've loved disappearing from my life.

I first realised this when I started writing short stories when I was 19 years old. I wrote 10 stories then one day out of nowhere it hit me: in every story a girl l disappears. I honestly never knew there was this pattern til like 10 works in. It’s just stuck with me. It's still in my work today.

It started when I met a girl called Rachel at Glastonbury Festival in 1997. we had this amazing night watching Radiohead. I totally crushed out  on her. The next day we woke up together and had a big fight and didn't talk again. I didn't get her number and this was way before Facebook. A month later I thought I saw her in store, I got closer and it realised it wasn’t her a few minute I was walking into another store and walking was her – the real her. I was too spooked to say anything. She was the first girl to haunt me. There’s been three or four since.

I’m a lot more aware of my issues now now and I deal with it better but some people still haunt me. People who I don't speak to anymore, people who I’m not as close to as I once was...it’s the way life works. I'ts natural. People drift apart, move away and relationships change.

Recently I was working on a present for a friend and trying to find a quote on photography I stumbled across a quote by Nan Goldin "I used to think that I could never lose anyone if I photographed them enough. In fact, my pictures show me how much I've lost". That stayed with me for a long time.

So the story of the box is...
Everytime I meet up with my friend Vanessa I love taking photos with her especially since we don't see each other that often I know we love each other and were cool - we just don't see each other much. When we do hook up we always take photos of ourselves on self-timer.

When it came to her birthday I wanted to buy her something special not my usual DVD/book/mix CD bundle. I got the idea to make prints of all the photos we've taken together and put them in a box for her. I promised every time we take a new photo I’ll print another photo for the box.
I was walking through Notting Hill after having sold some CDs + DVDs cause I was broke. I walked past this vintage store and saw there was a bunch of old tins on display. I walked inside and a found a tin I liked.  I had to buy it for her even though I couldn't really afford it.

I printed the photographs and put them in the box. I wanted to find a fitting quote to go inside the tin. After an hour of reading I found an apt. quote:

I haven't seen Vanessa in a while and sometimes I miss her but that's ok 'cause there is no distance in memory.

Sunday, September 18, 2011



Shane Smith on the push for freedom and witnessing history


The video was shot in a semi-deserted mall where the band appear to make impressive (and acrobatic) use of the escalator—perhaps in an effort to one-up OK Go’s famous treadmill video? Find out how they managed to come out unscathed in our behind-the-scenes documentary (coming soon).

On the Road

On the Road is a new documentary series presented by Jesse Hughes (Eagles of Death Metal) and Tim Harrington (Les Savy Fav) celebrating the travelling rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle and paying tribute to the unsung, behind-the-scenes heroes that make the gigs happen - the roadies. Jesse a.k.a. Boots Electric hosts the first six episodes driving around his beloved home state of California from Hollywood to Coachella Valley. For the next six episodes, Tim Harrington takes viewers off the beaten track to discover epic tales behind iconic rock shows from Omaha to Oklahoma.


Sean took acid and went to interview 41-year-old teenager Kevin Smith about his new teens-want-sex-but-get-death-instead film Red State.
Just watch this is incredible.


After years of being viceland.com we have taken over the former porn site and are now broadcasting live from our brand new home.

I just wanna walk around at night listening to the synths toward the end of the track

 Chromatics - I'm on Fire by demiliv

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Owning everything

For your sake I said I will praise the moon,
tell the colour of the river,
find new words for the agony
and ecstacy of gulls.

Because you are close,
everything that men make, observe
or plant is close, is mine:
the gulls slowly writhing, slowly singing
on the spears of wind;
the iron gate above the river;
the bridge holding between stone fingers
her cold bright necklace of pearls.

The branches of shore trees,
like trembling charts of rivers,
call the moon for an ally
to claim their sharp journeys
out of the dark sky,
but nothing in the sky responds.
The branches only give a sound
to miles of wind.

With your body and your speaking
you have spoken for everything,
robbed me of my strangerhood,
made me one
with the root and gull and stone,
and because I sleep so near to you
I cannot embrace
or have my private love with them.

You worry that I will leave you.
I will not leave you.
Only strangers travel.
Owning everything,
I have nowhere to go.
- Leonard Cohen

Rising Cumulonimbus

Friday, September 16, 2011

That's How Su Tee's It

Annie aka Alternative Ulster has made her own take on the Vivian Westwood Tits T-shirt.
Yeah they are her tits on the T.
She's beautiful.
I bought the last size L from the first pressing.

One of the songs of the year, for sure

 Slow Club - You, Earth or ash by Luxthanzero 

Train station bathroom photo 11pm


Really excited to re-watch this. Before he went Hollywood Todd Phillips made some great documentaries.
Some beers, junk food and 'male' friends.

Sigur Rós: Festival from Sigur Rós on Vimeo.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

This gets me excited for Halloween for some reason


Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery—celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: ‘It’s not where you take things from—it’s where you take them to.
 - Jim Jarmusch

Santana Lopez

I think I'm just a sucker for zombies and smoke machines...


Finally getting round to watching Louie (TV Series 2010) .
CK is a genius. He writes/directs and edits his own show, I love that about him.
He's raw, honest and uncompromising and his show has got alot of heart.
He'a living comic legend

His tribute to the late George Carlin was so moving I got teared up.

And this scene from his show where he's trying to pick up a girl who works at his local supermarket is my new fav scene in TV comedy. Sorry to everyone knows me I'm going to be saying this alot.

Dear diary...

My crush on Shannyn Sossamon has found me on Amazon. I bought 3 DVDs of hers. 2 of which might suck.
But hey she's incredible.



If you know me, you know I fuckin love noise.
I've been a fan of Prurient for years now but this last album has just floored me.
The most intense, dark, creepy sickening and strangely beautiful thing I've heard in a long, long time.
Someone said "his music comes from a dark and personal place, less an exercise than an explusion."

Friday, September 09, 2011

A bunch of shit I've got stored on my computer/trying to explain how I feel but only half succeeding through these photos.

We are all alone, born alone, die alone, and- in spite of True Romance magazines-we shall all someday look back on our lives and see that, in spite of our company, we were alone the whole way. I do not say lonely -at least, not all the time -but essentially, and finally, alone. This is what makes your self-respect so important, and I don’t see how you can respect yourself if you must look in the hearts and minds of others for your happiness. - Hunter S. Thompson

 Replacements - Androgynous by rosssweinstein