Just in Case You Forget.
Print courtesy of My Little Underground, the online shop of Christopher David Ryan, a Portland-based* artist and illustrator.
Music from Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock, but y’all should know that already.
* Maine. So it’s not just Stephen King who lives up there? Huh. Though to be fair, if I was as loaded as King, I’d probably live in Maine too. Can you imagine how cheap real estate is up there? I could probably buy an entire town. And all the people inside it. (I swear to god, I don’t sound like a supervillian ALL the time).
Sasquatch.
Got a new pair of rain boots in the mail today (thanks mom and dad for the gift card!; you two rule, and managed to turn a luxury item into an affordable item). I keep staring at them hoping that they’ll motivate me to update my resume in a timely fashion. Because that’ll lead to a better job, which means more moneys so I can pay rent and the bills and still have cash left over to go to buy more shoes, expensive foods, and tickets to outdoor festivals with my English boyfriend. One can dream, right?
In the meantime, if you’d like to look over my resume give me a holler: peterson.jessie@gmail.com. I will be hunched over my laptop, cigarette in mouth, looking nothing like Kate Moss in my wellies.
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Query: I’m going to throw this out here since I know people do read this*, and hope someone replies. What are some of your favorite websites? By that I mean what are your favorite personal websites? Artist websites? Professional websites?
I’m really trying to get my act together in creating and maintaining a personal webspace in order to blog/sell myself (I eventually want to have a portfolio along with my resume up) and use it as a networking tool, only I can’t really tell one of my friends what I want because I don’t really know what I want. But I know it when I see it. Argh. Help me.
* Thank you blog stats**.
** And what? No comments? Pfft.
Everyday is Halloween: October Isht.
Sometimes I think about how much more content this blog would have if it was more of a collective, with multiple contributers, rather than just me but eh– you wouldn’t get “the full JP experience” (Are you experienced?) this way. Ha. Doesn’t matter now. Here’s another music/video dump: this time — stuff from October that I’ve had on lock for a bit, but haven’t gotten around to posting on here. I’m hoping that you’ll get fresh November content within this month. So here we go. This is my October Isht.
George Michael’s “Freedom ‘90″.
I remember watching this on MTV, and then later on VH1. I remember watching the Pop Up Video episode that this was on. I know every single word, and I can still do a pretty good imitation of Naomi’s dance with combat boots and headphones on. I pretend to be Cindy Crawford when I crawl out of the shower. I still kinda want Linda Evangelista’s haircut. 4:36-5:35 is my favorite part. Clearly, I can name every single supermodel in this video– god I love this song.
Frente’s “Bizarre Love Triangle”.
It’s so simple. While this cover is a stripped down bare bones version of New Order’s single, it really works.
Earlimart’s “Unintentional Tape Manipulatoins”.
Fuzzy is sexy.
Bishop Allen’s “True or False”.
This video was selected purely on its visual elements, as it’s a little twee for me to be honest. But man do I have such a wide-on* for those fringe dresses. And I really want a lace minidress because I secretly want to be gothic version of Nancy Sinatra — so would that make me Anita Pallenberg?
The Beatles’ “I Want You (She’s So Heavy)”.
One of the few Beatles songs I actually really enjoy. Just listen to it and let the sense of yearning and urgency roll over you like waves.
The Stone’s “Sister Morphine”.
My Bloody Valentine’s “Only Shallow”.
Young Love’s “One to Ten”.
Another vid pick where the actual tunez are a little whack, but the visuals are so good. Broken glass, blood everywhere– ah! It’s like a Dario Argento softcore film, or a Skinimax snuff film.Yes, I realize I’ve got a sick sense of humor and turn ons that I’m sure only Eli Roth would enjoy. Sue me.
Marvin Gaye’s “Sunny”.
Probably another cover that I prefer over the German disco original.
Holy Ghost!’s “I Will Come Back”.
Thin Lizzy’s “Emerald”.
Pentagram’s “Sign of the Wolf”.
And that’s been it mostly. I know you’re like wait– what about the Halloween jams? I listen to that year round. And I think I posted some great stuff from last year. What? You want at least one Halloween jam? Well here you go:
KXVO’s “Pumpkin Dance”.
Enjoy.
* Wide-on’s been a term that I’ve been borrowing/trying on from Ned of Boner Party. I’m still trying to see if it sticks, and whether or not I like it.
Ukiyo-e.
Ohno Bakufu.
“Chrysanthemum (Yellow and White)”, (1950).
Woodblock.
10 1/4″x 15 1/4″
In floriography, the Chinese Chrysanthemum stands for cheerfulness under adversity. I’m trying to take this to heart right now.
What the Hell Happened to September Isht.
Haven’t done one of these in a while. As usual I can’t sleep– and the hits keep on coming. I survived my first round of layoffs at work, and had my hours cut. I’m probably going to be applying for food stamps sometime this week, as I qualify and I’ve decided to move past my pride, and accept things for what they are. I foresee eating better than I do now in my future and becoming somewhat of a food stamp foodie.
So there’s that. Here’s what I’ve been listening to the last month and a half or so. Rest assured there will be an October, and a Halloween music dump to follow soon.
Moloko’s “The Time is Now”.
Takako Minekawa’s “Fantastic Cat”.
Soulwax’s “NY Excuse”.
There’s been a lot of 90s nostalgia resurfacing in my music lately. Followed by more slower, psych-rock/metal. Judging by my taste in music, you’d think I was a huge pothead– but no — I just happen to really like a lot of downtempo stoner rock. I need constant white noise that I can headbang softly too, and that just happens to fit the bill. Also my taste in metal is doing its usual seasonal shift where I transition from really yelpy, heavy on the falsettos type of metal to sludge and then it hits full on black metal during winter time.
Dead Meadow’s “What Needs Must Be.”
Sleep’s “Holy Mountain.”
Weedeater’s “Bull”.
Miike Snow’s “Animal.”
So infectious! And it’s kind of scary how dark some of the lyrics are: “I change shapes to hide in this place/but I’m still an animal”.
Opal’s “Rocket Machine”.
Royksopp’s “Sparks”.
This just makes me think of driving my car out of the suburbs and onto the highway during the fall.
Imogen Heap’s “Come Here Boy”.
And the O.C.
Lovage’s “Stroker Ace”.
French Kicks “Close to Modern”.
Escort’s “All Thorough the Night”.
The Zombies’ “She’s Not There”.
Seriously, The Zombies need to stop sound all hot and sexy–
Wham’s “Everything She Wants”.
I think I drive my roommate nuts with the amount of Wham that I listen to on a weekly basis.
Arthur Conley’s “Sweet Soul Music”.
The dance that he does in the beginning of the video? Killer.
I’m an Aunt.
Just found out that the besto is having a girl. She’s still working on a name, though last time we talked she was almost sure about “Emma”. Who knows? If this is the future– I’ve got to say it looks pretty awesome.
I’m going to make it rain with some Hello Kitty merch though on my niece.
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Picture courtesy of Caves of Lilith or you know a time machine.
Alex Gross.
Alex Gross, an alumni and faculty member of the Pasadena-based Art Center College of Design creates incredibly loaded surrealist paintings inhabited by Gene Simmons, Medusa, asian ladies of all persuasions, icecream and Frederick Douglass. Some of my favorites:
“The Last Judgment”, (2007).
Oil on Canvas.
58″x72″.
“Hierophant”, (2008).
Oil on Canvas.
62″x53″.
“Videotape”, (2008).
Mixed Media on Oil Panel.
24″x24″.
To see more of his work, you click here for his website.
First spotted on Beautiful Decay.
In Five Days–
My father will be in town. Does anyone know where outside of Yankees Stadium I can merch? He’s been adamant over both the phone, and e-mail as to getting more t-shirts, hats, and mugs for both him and my mother. People think I kid about my father being put at ease that I live in somewhat close proximity to the Yanks– he calls it the “motherland”, but I’m not. My parents put me on hold during one of the games because they love the Yankees more than me.
Images courtesy of A Time to Get.
People Were Not Fooling Around in the 1800s.
If someone just happens to have 15,000 dollars on them and they don’t happen to have any plans on Halloween I think you should head to Stevens Auction Company and purchase yourself (by that I mean me) an authentic “Vampire Killing Kit”. Why the extremely high mark-up? Simple. Last year, another went for $14,850. And seriously, can you put a price on cleavers, silver daggers, wooden stakes, a pistol with silver bulletrs, holy water, and a looking glass. Did I mention that the bullets come in an ornate wooden case?
This is the real deal. It appeals to both my Catholic upbringing (hahaha) and my natural attraction to the occult. Plus hey, seasonal post. WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT.
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