This week has been filled with old faces coming out of the smoke screen. I've made a conscious effort to contact some of my old french friends who are still lounging about in Paris, and damn it's been good to see them. Sitting and chatting with a parisian (f*cking adorable) girlfriend of mine, we calculated that we've known each other for around 5 years. Dayuuum.
That got me thinking about what the hell I was listening to back then. Back then in my bohemian days, for real, I was more into my funk phase-tons of Fela and Femi Kuti, Phish (OMG!), Whitest Boy Alive, Quasimoto, Madlib, and Velvet Underground. Guess things haven't changed much, I still listen to all those guys (minus Phish, phew!) but they were essentially my building blocks to a great mix of music. Unfortunately around 3-4 years ago, my mac threw a hissy fit and crashed. I lost some great musical finds that I've been sifting the internet for til this day. BACK YO SHIT UP. lesson learned, or at least lesson attempted. Enough morality, more musicality.
MUSIC MAN of the moment: Richard McGraw, Song & Void Vol. I
(2007)
Her Sacred Status My Militant Needs (2001)
Can't find much on this wily one. His lyrics are hauntingly poignant and often religiously based with a pervasive cruel "love in vain" and sexually deviant tone.My personal favies are both "Poem/Confession" and "Newburgh" from his 2001 cd. According to his myspace profile, McGraw hails from Astoria NY and rumor has it he might just have been an altar boy. That would explain so much!
I typically get a load of crap complaints from some mates of mine in Switzerland that I have an affinity towards "religious" music i.e. Jeff Buckley, Leonard Cohen, Eliot Smith and Nick Cave (FYI: Nick Cave's son, Jethro is now modeling for brands such as Balenciaga!!! whaa?) I've always brushed this accusation of "religious" music off because as I see it, if people can't see that lyrics like this are NOT Bible bugeling notes, there's no point trying to sell pearls to a pig....
lyrics from McGraw's "A Poem/Confession"
And there are parts of you he'd love to take with him to his grave
Does that turn you off?
And there are parts of you he'd love to come to terms with for years to come
Does that turn you on?
Does that turn you on his working in vain, all of his working in pain
In his armor of pain?
In which he is rotting in, you see, he can't be subtle anymore
If you're down with the aforementioned artists, I'd highly recommend McGraw.
FASHION (gene)RATION:
Get your big WANG outta my face!
Literally every fashion blawg (fashiontoast.com, lamodeestpoion.com,etc) has been featuring this spottled light gray with patched black viscose holes sweater by Alexander Wang. Other than the model, Rumi from fashiontoast.com who might just be one of the most gorgeous Cali girls alive, what do you think of the sweater? I have a tendency to fantasize solely about architectural pieces, but there's still a little grunge girl lurking in me that makes me really really really want this sweater. Frankly Wang, I do give a damn that you didn't take into consideration that Antarctica is now Paris but I'm willing to forgive you if you tell me the secret of how to wear this crazy thing without some sort of burlesque nipple slip. Yea Wang, you heard me, e-mail me biaatch.
On a fashion side note: my best gf M found out that Nicholas Kirkwood is indeed sold at the Bon Marche. Hope there's a decent collection when I check it out tomorrow. M is the only person in this world to have ever bought me a pair of killer shoes. I'd like to return the favor someday...
I'm going to peace out. "Loose Women" is on, and it's my British replacement for the "View" so I better be getting my watch on. I'm trying to figure out how to add audio files and photo collages so I can add some dope playlists as well as fashion combos.
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