On this week's JJGo, I talked about the amazing Pakistani-Indian border sequence of Michael Palin's Himalaya. Here it is in all its late-80s-African-American-gay-man-living-in-Paris-wearing-a-headdress-and-stomping glory. One of the greatest things of all time.
The French fashion house Balmain came up on my style blog (they were selling an $1800 hoodie). It reminded me of the opening lines of this song, which is featured in Hotel Chevalier, the short film that was distributed with Wes Anderson's The Darjeeling Limited.
The film is below.
Robin Thicke, "Brand New Jones."
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Bill Burr doesn't approve of facelifts.
"Would you rather be 45, and look 45, or be 45 and look like a 28-year-old lizard?"
The show Jordan works for, The Daily Habit, has some really fantastic music bookings. This is one: Indie heroes Wavves backing Wu-Tang legend The GZA, performing GZA's iconic Liquid Swords.
I'm prepping to interview Nicolas Winding Refn, the director of "Drive," a really remarkable film that Julia and I saw a couple weeks ago. It's a crime thriller starring Ryan Gosling (along with a bunch of other brilliant folks - Albert Brooks, Carey Mulligan, Christina Hendricks, Bryan Cranston, Ron Perlman), but it's disconcertingly quiet. Punctuated, every so often, by shocking violence.
This trailer is really just an early scene from the film in its entirety.
The song "A Real Hero" serves as a sort of theme for the movie, and for Gosling's character. It reminded me of an early 80s score by Tangerine Dream. It's both inspiration and reserved, almost melancholically so. Like the movie, though, it really gets under your skin.
I contributed an afterword to this really cool book - Mail Order Mysteries. It's a great-looking collection of ads from old comics for things like Ray Gun plans and X-Ray Specs. Each is presented alongside the actual item you received if you ordered it. I'm guessing they asked me to write the afterword because they thought it would be fun, but what I wrote turned out to be a kind of sad meditation on growing up.
Anyway, it'll hit book stores September 10th, but you can pre-order it now. Great leafing-through book, a great gift, fun stuff. Except for my afterword. That's sad.
The hot new things in NYC rap barely sound like NYC rappers. Song's pretty solid, though. Can't front on that.
My childhood best friend Jody Scott has spent the last few years playing trumpet with a great band called Bayonics. They play dance music - some salsa, some funk and a bit of reggae. No hippie bullshit - this is a serious Bay Area band with roots in groups like Tower of Power and Sly & the Family Stone. Their home base is the Elbo Room on Valencia Street in San Francisco, in my old stomping grounds. They've really got something great going, and you should check out their work and consider supporting their Kickstarter. Their goal is simply to manufacture their album (which they've recorded) and do a bit of marketing. I backed the effort - $10 will get me the album when it's released. Consider doing the same.