Sunday, August 22, 2010

Heartbreak Hotel

Photographer- Abby Varney
Stylist- Sunni Hart
Model-Miranda Sharpe
Creative directors- Abbie Davis&Dominique Chaleyer

Tuesday, August 3, 2010


Going up the Country.

"I'm gonna leave this city, got to get away
All this fussing and fighting, man, you know I sure can't stay"
This little ditty reminds me of the green forests and babbling brooks of a Woodstock road trip in 2009 with my darling Adrienne. 


Sunday, August 1, 2010

I want to live in the first house that Alex and his droogs bust-up in A Clockwork Orange. That library, that reading pod, that timber entrance! That red body suit. Ah cha cha chaa.

Grizzly Bear.

Beautiful gig.


I saw this at MIFF the other night also. It's a documentary about New York City’s No Wave scene of the late 1970s and its evolution into the Cinema of Transgression of the early 1980s. A recollection of a cultural rebellion, it recounts how the artistic denizens of the bombed-out Lower East Side spawned both punk rock and what came to be known as “independent film.” Peppered with rare clips and home movie footage, as well as outrageous anecdotes from such key players as Jim Jarmusch, Debbie Harry, Amos Poe, Steve Buscemi, John Lurie, Susan Seidelman, John Waters and Lydia Lunch. It was truly inspiring so don't be surprised if you see me out with a super 8 from now on. It may be a wank but god damn, I just don't care!

Department Of Eagles

tapping this right now.
Daniel Rossen you little genius.


Francis Ford Coppola flexes his muscles and reminds folk who's boss.

I saw this the other night for MIFF. It was stunning. An aesthetically breathtaking black and white epic with splashes of surreal ballet sequences in the mode of Michael Powell's The Red Shoes, drenched in colour. Vincent Gallo's performance was undeniable as was young gun Alden Ehrenreich who plays the protaginist, Bennie. It deals with fathers, sons, blood ties and artistic accomplishment yet for all of its plot, depends on characters in service of their emotional turmoil to really bring it home. Frustrating and fitfully compelling, Tetro may not be a return to former glories, but this is Coppola through and through, an over-ambitious effort about thwarted ambition, full of ideas and passion, and smitten with cinema. Do yourself a favour.

I got some babies!

This is them. Scout is the tan one and Boo is the black. They are divine.