Last night a DJ...
Sometimes it feels like this; even more rarely, it actually looks that way too. The Moog club, Barcelona, July 2003.
Sometimes it feels like this; even more rarely, it actually looks that way too. The Moog club, Barcelona, July 2003.
Somewhere in Cataluyna, August 2003.
More Barcelona graffiti, rendered in a slightly sloppy photomerge. This mural, by Ikea (the elephants) and someone whose name I don't know (the "año del pollo" section) ran along a wall 8 feet hight. It didn't last long before getting plastered over by crappy tourist graf, but while it was there, it was a masterpiece. (Click on image for a more generous pop-up.)
Shot at a close friend's wedding. Taking the picture, it was all about color, but in retrospect, there's a domestic cast to the image that's almost uncanny. Can a sand pail be an omen?
The new issue of XLR8R (#72) looks fantastic, if you ask me, but then I'm biased, as it's got a four page spread featuring my photographs from Barcelona's graffiti scene. This is one of my very favorite paintings from this summer, a collaborative piece between David/Vida and someone (Úf?) sprayed over generations of torn-down flyers, apartment notices, etc., on a heavy wooden door. The style is as primitive as you can get, but something about the use of layers and textures always gets me. I don't think I ever walked past this without stopping for a closer look.
Hadn't really been a fan of Ms John Soda until I heard it played out in Tarragona, Spain this summer, in a tiny club called El Cau (The Cave), set inside the city's Roman walls. Like, literally inside -- the club burrows deep under a raised roadway, pushing back through four stone-walled chambers. This picture was taken either just before or just after DJ Omar played Ms John Soda's rollicking "Go Check," a psychrockshoegaze masterpiece, to a listless crowd that didn't deserve it. Omar's set that night was fit for the end of the world; this tune heard the crumbling climax.
Thanks to a tip from Mr Sasha Frere-Jones, and the infinite generosity of Abe Abstract Dynamics, I've got a new home for my blog -- which, hopefully, will motivate me to post a little more frequently.
I feel a bit like I'm crossing the 'net via stepping-stones -- first there was the shortlived Decay Decor, then Minima Moralia, and now this new (and untitled) outpost.
Stay tuned for more.