Filmspiration for today: Blow-Up (1966) DoP: Carlo Di Palma; Dir: Michelangelo Antonioni (at the stuff between us)
Danish electrowunderkind & producer Tomas Barfod’s November Skies has been for me the catchiest song so-far of 2012. That’s a heavy accusation, considering many others have been hotly vying for that title. Barfod’s trademark industrial electro-snaps & clicks are incorporated into a gorgeous danceable track that is only made more beautiful by Nina Kinert’s exuberant vocals. What more can I say other than I effin’ & jeffin’ love this one. On repeat.
For somebody who didn’t ‘get’ the point of blogging, I sure have taken to it. Granted, I know it’s a small milestone compared to most bloggers who have thousands of posts. Nonetheless, it’s significant to me. Mostly because the only reason I continue to post and share the things I like is that you actually read this! I’m honored that this doesn’t get completely lost in the mire of internet. If I can reach at least one or two people, to me that is a major achievement. Why? Because like that Travis song, I’m writing to reach you, of course!
This is my way of thanking all of you for stopping by very once in a while and listening to me ramble about music, movies, art, bizarre things, my photos, sketchadoodlings, & the awesome things that strike my fancy. It all started with The Kiss in March of 2010… Where it will end, well, I don’t even want to think about that.
With my utmost love and appreciation, my dear friends!
Truly, Eve
The Superpower Flotillas! I bet Berlusconi will genuinely have his ‘Barca di Bimbo’ become a reality once he sees this. I want them all, so can fill up the bathtub & play International Politics for hours. If you think I’m kidding, you must not know me very well!

I’ve had this song stuck in the periphery of my mind since first hearing it a couple of weeks back. Hailing from Montréal, all their songs have great melodies, early 90’s lo-fi beauty, and this absolutely cool ‘devil-may-care’ attitude to them. Their soundcloud is worth checking out. I just want to live in the world where the music they make is the soundtrack.
via Company Pants
Illustration by me.
Dir: Benh Zaitlin
The trailer for this movie practically reduced me to tears and moved me more than anything I have seen in a while… And it did so in less than 2 minutes. It gave me goosebumps, as all things that profoundly impress me do.
Sundance channel has a nice interview with director Benh Zaitlin about the film: http://vimeo.com/36704283
To say I’m anxiously awaiting seeing it, is definitely understating my feelings. I’m really glad to see that it was awarded a Caméra d’Or at Cannes this year.
It’s good to see fellow color-crazies out there! I strongly respect & thoroughly enjoy Evens work. And he only seems to get better. Huzzah!
Exuberance and new wave goodness comes our way from Edinburgh. Quite polished and reminiscent of moody dance post-punk tunes of Hacienda days, it has the perfect combination of elements to be an obvious post on Mv. The whole EP “Love From A Distance” is laden with these thumping drums, jangling reverberating guitars, clanging cowbells, and synth backgrounds. To be honest, I had a hard time choosing which one to share here. If you like this one, I urge you to go listen to “Your Head On The Floor Next Door” which is equally awesome.
They’re playing T In The Park this summer so i’m not alone in really digging their dramatic, engrossing sound. It’s certainly good UK-radio-friendly fare, meaning, it’s very US college radio and public radio friendly, because we all know that those are the only stations worth lending an ear to over here. That is me, shoving my opinions, in your face and what not.
They can haz a tumblr: http://themachineroom.tumblr.com
I couldn’t think a more appropriate song to dedicate to all my beloved friends in the 5 boroughs of that great amazing, rotten, ol’ apple than this rousing ditty by River City Extension. Most importantly it evokes and encapsulates a sentiment that I have been feeling for the past year; one that arises from not being able to share those little moments that mean so much with the people who grow to be like family to you. Bittersweet longing, to put it mildly. I miss you, so much, my dear friends, you haven’t the slightest notion of the extent.
It starts out a bit on the Arcade Fire circa Neon Bible, but slowly evolves to incorporate the lovely folksy, brassy flavor that defines their sound. It’s less jaunty than “Something Salty, Something Sweet”, or, “Our New Intelligence”, off their first album, The Unmistakeable Man. Nonetheless, the verve and the spirit of those songs is still there but its more sophisticated and polished in the best way. It’s only fitting that this sounds at first like something that is very heavily reminiscent of The Boss, considering despite sounding like they come from some town that time forgot out West, the band hails from Tom’s River, New Jersey. (Requisite reference to a dichotomy that arises from stereotypes, CHECK!) Even though this is a departure from my usual tastes, I have to admit this song makes me rather excited to hear the rest of this album.
Free to download from RCRD LBL
Here is a brief promo video for the upcoming LP “Don’t Let The Sun Go Down On Your Anger”
Even if you feel it in your ideations, it is real, heavy emotion.
Excerpt from “The Royal Tenenbaums”
Is it terrible that I posted this mostly because I want to have “…and they rode on in the friscalating dusklight” in my blog for posterity… Or when tumblr goes the way of Geocities neighborhoods. After “How does an asshole like Bob get such a great kitchen?” in Bottle Rocket, it’s one if my most favorite pithy quips in a Wes Anderson film. Also, I guess the narrative introductory montage is not half bad, I suppose. My fondest memory about this movie is going to see this at the movie theater in State College, and being one of two people laughing, the other being my date. We wished the movie would never end. Good times!
(via criterioncollection)