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It’s just like music when you reckon it up. It’s like listening to Pavement: it’s just The Fall in 1985, isn’t it? They haven’t got an original idea in their heads.
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You know, Malkmus is being a bit of a bitch in interviews recently. One thing he said last summer referred to me as “trashy mouth.” And he just did this article in Spin where he alluded to me unpleasantly, saying, “You know, I always thought that Pavement could have had one of those big hits in the early ’90s with ‘Cut Your Hair,’ but I guess people preferred ‘Cannonball.’ ” Yeah, I liked Pavement. But if he keeps fucking smacking his mouth off about me, I’m going to end up not being able to listen to any of their fucking records again. Anyway, I thought, God, man, “Cut Your Hair” isn’t as good of a song as “Cannonball,” so fuck you. How’s that? Your song was just a’ight, dawg.
If only Malkmus had the foresight to license his jams to classic State sketches.
Continuing the Goo theme, here’s the photograph of the whirlwind, heat, and flash that served as the inspiration for Raymond Pettibon’s Sonic Youth album artwork.
It’s a photograph Myra Hindley and Ian Brady, the couple responsible for the Moors Murders.
It’s actually a photo of Maureen Hindley and her husband, David Smith. Maureen was Myra’s younger sister, and the two were close with her and Ian. David was a witness to the last murder, and was responsible for turning them in to the police. (Thanks to Garrison for setting us straight).
“The chickens in the attached picture untied one of my shoes when I tried to enter their pen and replenish their water on a farm in Vermont last week.”
(↝via the robman)
Monokai is a nice, vibrant colorscheme for Textmate that has graciously been ported to Vim by Damien Gombault.
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But will she come in time? Oh yes just in time; whenever she comes is just in time; when we have despaired for the thousandth midnight of any such a one ever coming from anywhere, she will arrive, in a tearing hurry, breaking into or out of the last spheres of air, fire, water, earth as though throwing open the successive doors of a long corridor, down which she rushes, her hair streaming and her brow knit, her hand already beside her mouth to call into the ear of our souls Wake up.
—John Crowley, Love & Sleep
Had to post Coralie Bickford-Smith’s eye-catching cover for the Penguin’s current “Boys Own Books” edition of G. K. Chesterton’s The Man Who Was Thursday, featuring illustrations by Mick Brownfield. You can see more of Bickford-Smith’s covers for the Boys Own series at Penguin’s Flickr page.
Bickford-Smith is also responsible, along with partner/illustrator Mike Topping, for the new round of Sherlock Holmes covers Penguin, inspired by vintage movie posters. There’s a nice walkthrough of their collaborative process by Mike and Coralie accompanied by pictures of the covers over at Scamp.
As a side note, the recent Penguin Classics collections all look quite fantastic and it’s a struggle not to pick up these new editions whenever I am lingering in a bookstore.
Did Valerie Vaughn, crime reporter, better known to her readers as Lady Danger, actually meet the ghost of a swashbuckling skipper slain a year ago by Red Sea pirates? Or did she imagine it? Private Detective Grath, hammer-fisted sleuth, wants to know the answers too—and together they find them amid the fantastic perils that haunt—“The Dead Man’s Chest!”
(↝via john k)
Trailer for Guy Richie’s RocknRolla. It better feature a track from Priest’s Rocka Rolla on the soundtrack.
(↝via Coudal)