Just a nagging reminder that tomorrow night kicks off the second series of summer parties we're putting on for Colt 45. Or rather, we're kicking them off, the night's just when it's happen—look, you know what we mean. Click here to RSVP for one of them or see below for the updated lineup.
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Years ago when I was going through this weird acting phase I did a short film with a guy named Yoram Heller. I got to sit naked in a bathtub playing with a dish while he ("The Urban Gentleman") tossed rose petals into the water. It was definitely not as gay as it sounds, but I couldn't help but think what the fuck is up with this dude? He wasn't even an actor, just some jewish kid from LA who listened to hip-hop and looked like he went to NYU law school. Sounds awesome, right? But I guess I was a little too quick to judge because that kid turned out to be actually pretty awesome. He and his sister Dania have this new clothing line called The Hellers. Together they've created a slew of insane jackets by mixing and matching various dead stock materials from the 70s and 80s, like glittery silver satin combined with vintage Hermes fabric and a leopard print hood. Normally that sort of mash-up would make my eyes hurl, but in their hands I think it's kinda cool.
ANNETTE LAMOTHE-RAMOS
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The new edition of French Playboy has a 60-page section dedicated to all the "hot new stuff" coming out of London these days. Amid the expected corny garbage, they somehow managed to identify (correctly) the Old Blue Last, as a bastion of hot, drunken slappers. Of course they did it in Playboy language, which sort of kills the effect: "The young clientele has the best looks in all of London... The girls are very open minded, since they drink a lot."
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C. Spencer Yeh is a funny guy from Taiwan who plays violin and was christened with a stage name. He’s also responsible for Burning Star Core, an instrumental “project” that sometimes involves other people and sometimes is just him purling into a microphone that’s plugged into a delay pedal while a keyboard plunks over a racket that could very well be someone throwing a toaster in a bathtub filled with drowning baby opossums. But that’s kind of an unfair description, because a lot of his stuff is really serene and delicate in a way that makes those two words not sound gay. Also, he lives in Cincinnati for some ridiculous reason.
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Real violence in the US has been all over the web for years and now—as shown by the rise of street fighter turned MMA contender Kimbo Slice—even upstreaming to primetime TV. Bare-knuckle fights over there are a hyped-up, pumped-up production set to a high-octane soundtrack of Slipknot and sometimes rap. Filmed fisticuffs in Ireland however are a bit different. Shot on shitty camcorders, they are a gritty, lo-fi affair featuring two big blokes with their shirts off and their dukes up, somewhere in the countryside. The only sounds you hear are fists hitting soft, flabby flesh, the scuffle of trainers on country lanes, and the barks of onlooking men, women and children, as well as the occasional dog.
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The photo exhibition SKINS by Gavin Watson is opening in Oslo tonight! If you like either skinheads or photographs you do not want to miss out. More info after the jump.
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