who knew singer was such a babe?
[Michael] KIMMELMAN: The 1993 Biennial was much more explicit in its choice of artists who themselves were explicit about their politics.
[Chrissie] ILES: Artists were working more directly then with identity politics and sexual politics and politics in general.
[Debra] SINGER: And that seemed new at that moment. What is new at this moment are these more covert strategies. We're being fed simplified and didactic narratives left and right from this excessive media world. And I think artists are responding by trying to do the exact opposite, to be more expansive and ambiguous and fluid.
- michael kimmelman, "The Whitney's Heavy Lifters Look Back," new york times may 30, 2004
posted May 29, 2004 in art, print, speechLesbians will help you when there's a purpose
MOONSHINE AND I headed out for Park Slope, looking for Lesbians with Strollers ... we spotted one in a deli. She was lovely and streamlined and said her name was Fotini, and that she'd lived there since '91 and had an exhibit at Naidre's Cafe. Fifth Ave., she told us, is now hipper than 7th, and you can move up to 15th St. and beyond if you want a good deal on rent.
"Lesbians will help you when there's a purpose," Moonshine mused. "I think that's why they're so good at rallies and stuff."
- Jennifer Blowdryer, "UP ALL NIGHT: Park Slope," new york press may 25, 2004
posted May 27, 2004 in printpure hippity-hop boilerplate
Many of the artists involved play it snoozingly safe. For instance: There's an obscure little ditty out there called "Hey Ya!" Avril Lavigne and the Flaming Lips and Alice Cooper and Mischa Barton, star of The O.C., think you ought to give it a listen. (To view these playlists, iTunes software must be installed and open. To download the software, click here. Otherwise, just keep reading, and we'll summarize them for you.) You know what other music celebrities love? U2. Dylan. Clapton. Nirvana. Hendrix. It turns out musicians pretty much like the same music as everyone else.
- Dan Kois, "Beyoncé, Your Mix Tape Sucks: The perils of iTunes celebrity playlists," slate May 26, 2004
posted May 26, 2004 in music, printoverheard on the elevator
a trio of chinese female programmers chattering. every now and then i hear "servlet" or "business logic" through the mandarin.
posted May 26, 2004 in deliverymay 31 posted May 26, 2004 in delivery
on muqtada
What attracted my attention was that posters of Muqtada Al-Sadr which used to be all over the place are now mostly gone, I could even recognise some which were half torn off the walls. Abdul Sattar Al-Bahadili (Sadr's representative in Basrah) has reportedly been recruiting suicide bombers, a few people here say that 20 of Sadr's followers signed up, and there is news of an anonymous group in Iran that has been doing the same. People also say that Al-Bahadili (who now poses as a pious cleric seeking British slaves) used to be a comedian before the war, and that he once acted in a theatre play in the role of Khomeini. Interesting. Other than that, Basrawis are now pretty open in their criticism of Sadr, I believe the latest statements from Al-Sistani and the Marji'iyah in Najaf (which have been intentionally downplayed by the media) have a lot to do with that. A couple of months ago nobody would even dare to speak out against Sadr, but today for example, a medical aide at my hospital announced in front of a whole room of people, and to my greatest surprise, that 'Muqtada is a huge source of embarrassment for us'.
- zeyad, "On this and that," healing iraq may 25, 2004
posted May 25, 2004 in politics, printi like the smart one
The now-accepted critical take on this teenybopper triptych is that Mean Girls is the smart one, 13 [going on 30] is the pretty one, and N[ew ]Y[ork ]M[inute] is the pathetic wannabe you'd just rather not tell about the club meeting at all. But all three of these movies subverted my expectations: one was a little better than I'd hoped, one a little worse, while the third was, properly speaking, not a "movie" at all, but a brief, fevered glimpse into a previously unsuspected entertainment limbo that haunts our own world like some nightmarish alternate universe ... Chained since the age of one to the drudgery of churning out TV series and straight-to-video movies for children (almost 40 of them in their 17 grim years on earth), these youthful media moguls have the burned-out gaze and hangdog servility of an interchangeable pair of organ-grinder monkeys.
- liz penn, "Girl Movies '04: The Good, the Bad and the Sparkly," the high sign may 21, 2004
posted May 22, 2004 in film, printSticks and stones may tear my sphincter
Ever since this blog started getting attention, I've been called a lot of names. Most of them are some variation of "sleazy, money-grubbing, anal-whore". And as much as I would like to simply say, "Sticks and stones may tear my sphincter, but names will never hurt me," some of the negativity does sting a little.
- Washingtonienne, "Using My Powers For Good, Not Evil," washingtonienne.blogspot.com Friday, May 21, 2004
posted May 21, 2004 in crap, politics, printmemo to hotjobs
the new eye candy in your emails works.
posted May 21, 2004 in delivery, sexGayTrannyAmateurBigCockSex.avi
Nope, it's not a new LP. Nope, it's not an EP. It's a film score. Granted, lots of indie rock sacred cows have been going the soundtrack route lately—shit, everyone from Beck to Sigur Rós to Magnetic Fields to Belle & Sebastian—but few have ever done it quite like this before: Your favorite fops are tackling the score to an incredibly graphic sex scene in the upcoming British flick Nine Songs. Not quite a porno, per se, the film is a love story that just happens to have sex in it. Lots and lots of it, in fact: try fellatio, ejaculation, cunnilingus, and plenty more where that came from. (Whoops, kids, no puns intended, whaaa!) And the craziest news of all: the sex is all unsimulated. UNSIMULATED. Janet Jackson, your boobie cain't step to that.
Of course, Franz Ferdinand aren't alone in this endeavor—they're just the most presently noteworthy of a slew of bands including Super Furry (tactless joke omitted) Animals, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and the Dandy Warhols. In what will almost certainly strike as a brutal art-house cliché, the film will splice in footage of the bands performing while the nastiness occurs. So you get hot hot sex followed by... Gruff Rhys stroking his six-string. Man, talk about killing the mood.
- Jeremy C. Baron, "Franz Ferdinand to Soundtrack Porn Scenes!" pitchfork: daily music news may 20, 2004
posted May 20, 2004 in music, print, sexcommentary on my work is a decoy for commentary on trends
When I read reviews of my work I'm often disappointed, and, very occasionally, feel a bit like a misunderstood teenager. I've been exceptionally fortunate (only one review to pout over), but often find art writing laden with layers of academic verbosity and angled from fashion and the media-driven politics of the moment. Inevitably, the media dictates how criticism is formed. While critics, like artists, aren't immune to trends, I often feel that commentary on my work is a decoy for commentary on trends, rather than an assessment of my work's relevancy to those trends.
- Su-en Wong, "In Their Own Words," nyfa interactive may 19, 2004
posted May 20, 2004 in art, printnote to self
noel coward, Hay Fever
posted May 19, 2004 in deliveryright
When at a convention or event, most people put their name tags on their left side since they peel the back off with their right hand. Go against your natural instincts on this and always place your name tag on the right shoulder. That is the hand you extend for handshaking and it's easy for the other person to catch your name without glancing across your chest to do so.
- social-graces.com may 19, 2004
posted May 19, 2004 in printiraqi bloggers
Good idea from Jeff Jarvis in its Buzzmachine. Because Western reporters are pretty much blocked in the "green zone" of Baghdad - the only alternative seems to accept to become an embedded journalist! -, Buzzmachine provides a list of Baghdad bloggers who report on daily life in an unsecure country.
- Bertrand Pecquerie, "Baghdad bloggers come back," editorsweblog.org may 17, 2004
... You should be doing that anyway, since these folks give us a perspective you big-time reporters simply are not giving us. But you should be doing this especially now that you can't get out and report the news.
Of course, these aren't "real journalists." That means they don't have suits and expense accounts. But they have eyes and ears and keyboards and they give us a viewpoint we need to see. So you can issue caveats aplenty.
But then read them. Quote them. Share them. Just go to Zeyad's blog and start clicking on his blogroll to find the brothers Omar, Mohammad and Ali or Ays, Alaa , Raed, Raed's family, River, Firas Georges, Sam , Kurdo's World, Sarmad, and Baghdadi (an Iraqi-American who has been back and forth).
- Jeff Jarvis, "Memo to Baghdad bureaus: Get bloggers," BuzzMachine may 17, 2004
posted May 17, 2004 in politics, printI don't think there's anything magic about being around white people
Many of our friends on the left would have us believe that all black people want their kids bused out of the inner cities. [But] what they want from busing is quality. If we could make predominantly black schools excellent, would that be a satisfactory goal? I say yes, because I don't think there's anything magic about being around white people.
- Henry Louis Gates Jr., "Black, White and Brown," reported by SAM TANENHAUS, new york times May 16, 2004
posted May 16, 2004 in printBut here's the question:
If a tree is about to fall in a forest, and the people underneath don't understand gravity, should those people ever be handed an ax?
- HUBERT B. HERRING, "Today's Quiz: 20 Minus 21 (Answer Below)," new york times May 16, 2004
posted May 16, 2004 in printExtension cords are available.
On May 15, 2004 in a South of Market location (where else?) and all over the world people will download forms and pledge themselves or, even better, they will have lovers and friends pledge money for the time they masturbate on this day. To get the address of this location you must register or wait until the week before when we will release the location.
In San Francisco a dedicated group of people will come to our event and participate in a public safer-sex event.
The event space will be broken up into five general areas:
One for Women Only. Another for Men Only. And yet another for mixed couples and folks in general. A break area with food and water will be available to participants.
We will have a Streaming Video area for those who want to show off on-line! Our on-line streaming video area is for participants only. You must sign a release and PROVIDE ID - NO EXCEPTIONS. If you have always wanted to show off to the entire world here is your chance! There will bo no pictures taken of anyone else. You must have signed a release and physically entered the camera area to be on-line. NO EXCEPTIONS.
The area will be covered in clean cloth.
The floor will be padded.
Extension cords are available.
Lube and condoms are donated by SafeSexCity.com.
There will be no drugs or alcohol tolerated or allowed.
The space will be monitored to keep people from touching others without permission.
This is an adults only event; you must be 18 or older to participate.
Prizes will be awarded for:
Longest time masturbating (we will allow five minutes per hour for water, food, and bathroom breaks; remember that the current record is over six hours, so if you are aiming for this prize, we suggest registering at 5 p.m. as a Seeded Wanker)
Largest group wank (this refers to groups who register together and stay in their group; each member will receive a prize)
Most money raised (download your pledge sheet and begin collecting pledges now!)
Most orgasms (if you would like to attempt this record and would like an Orgasm Recorder to count and validate your orgasms, please let us know, or bring your own volunteer)
posted May 15, 2004 in performance, sexveal Milanese for $16.95 and take it into the movie with you
We went to 42nd St., where black teenagers in ultra-long t-shirts rule the night, and the boys played a country-style version of the Cypress Hill song "Insane in the Brane," for which they received a dollar. We stopped off at the optimistically named Times Square Cafe, where Brian used to play before a misunderstanding. It's upstairs in the AMC 25 and, by special arrangement, you can buy veal Milanese for $16.95 and take it into the movie with you. You can also buy a 99¢ Coors draft from five to eight, and spend happy hour at the multiplex.
- jennifer blowdryer, "up all night: times square," new york press may 11, 2004
posted May 15, 2004 in printas if you were eating your own firm-ass tail
6. THE TEENAGE READER OF ARTFORUM Yes you, as you stand in the bookstore reading this entire issue so you don't have to pay eight dollars, or perhaps you will buy it, because the magazine itself is evidence of a future life, one where you have your own coffee table to place such a magazine on. And you can't help noticing that much of the art, whether nostalgic or rebellious, seems to be about you, the teenager, and now, adolescence. Which gives you a kind of meta-teen feeling about yourself, as if you were eating your own firm tail.
7. BERKELEY HIGH SCHOOL SLANG DICTIONARY (North Atlantic Books) Last year students at Berkeley High put together this book of slang used by African Americans, Chicanos, Jews, and fans of sports, movies, punk, hip-hop, and drugs over the last fifty years (with an emphasis on now). It's a terrific read and reminds us to use suffixes such as -ass, which "adds emphasis to an adjective." As in, This is a good-ass biennial. Let's try using jankity in a sentence: "jankity (JAN-ki-tee) adj., (Also: janky, janked, jankity-ass, jankity-assed) In bad shape, broken, old." My jankity-ass G4 doesn't even have a superdrive. (Etym. African American.)
- miranda july, "top ten," artforum may 2004
posted May 12, 2004 in art, printbeneath the museum's lobby
Franco de Benetetto, a 42-year-old Italian construction worker, more or less destroyed a temporary public sculpture by the internationally known artist Maurizio Cattelan. The work, unveiled at noon the day before, consisted of three life-size, lifelike sculptures of cherubic barefoot boys hanging by their necks from nooses on a branch of an oak tree in the venerable Piazza XXIV Maggio in Milan.
Mr. de Benetetto, aided by passers-by who distracted a security guard, climbed the tree and cut down two of the figures before falling to the ground ... dozens of people remained clustered around the tree discussing the work for several days after its removal ...
New York recently missed a chance for a Cattelan-style test of its tolerance for ambiguity and multiple meanings. The Whitney Museum of American Art invited Mr. Cattelan, who lives in New York, to take part in this year's Biennial Exhibition but balked when he proposed a piece that would have consisted of a life-size lifelike sculpture hanging from a flagpole in front of the museum. Mr. Cattelan's second proposal, which was accepted, was a permanent installation that rendered the art invisible. He buried an early sculpture—one that he had never been quite happy with—beneath the museum's lobby.
- ROBERTA SMITH, "Why Attack Art? Its Role Is to Be Helpful," new york times May 13, 2004
posted May 12, 2004 in art, printHe should be a beautiful loser ready to burst from his chrysalis
We are looking for a 25-35 year old male. He should be very smart and very interesting with his own take on the world. He should be a bit of a ham. He should be good at witty repartee'. He should enjoy deep, late night conversations. A writer able to express himself well might work perfectly. He should be an undiscovered star. He should be significantly lacking in style so that a dramatic visual transformation can occur (long hair or facial hair a plus). He should be a little lost and lonely in New York City. He should be a beautiful loser ready to burst from his chrysalis. HE SHOULD NOT KNOW HOW TO DATE.
He should be ready to start soon and have time available for shooting.
We are looking for one person to be featured in a television special for a popular cable channel. The special will be an innovative look at finding love in New York City. This is not a cheesy reality show but an interesting, intelligent examination of dating. The subject will basically hang out with a host and they'll talk about life, love, and the pursuit of happiness. The host will then advise and guide the subject through an intensive transformation both physical and mental that will prepare the subject for the dating world and hopefully finding love.
You will be paid for your time. You will (hopefully) find love. You will meet and hang with a great group of people. You will be on national television. You will have a document capturing you at a magical time in your life. You will have fun. You might have the best summer of your life.
- "Diamond in the rough sought," craigslist may 11, 2004
posted May 11, 2004 in crap, print, sexclass of posted May 10, 2004 in delivery
80 percent of people who primarily got their news from Fox believed at least one of the misconceptions
[Los Angeles Times Editor John S.] Carroll cited a study released last year that showed Americans had three main misconceptions about Iraq: That weapons of mass destruction had been found, a connection between al-Qaeda and Iraq had been demonstrated and that the world approved of U.S intervention in Iraq. He said 80 percent of people who primarily got their news from Fox believed at least one of the misconceptions. He said the figure was more than 57 percentage points higher than people who get their news from public news broadcasting.
- Ayisha Yahya, "Esteemed journalist lectures on ethics," oregon daily emerald May 7, 2004
posted May 10, 2004 in politics, printoverheard on the walk home from work
- "murray hill's too noisy for you??"
- "... get her off, and i definitely got her off..."
posted May 10, 2004 in deliverythere are more systemic reasons for the policy sclerosis
"It's the exhaustion of power," said a veteran of conservative think tanks who spoke on condition of anonymity. "Ideology has confronted reality, and ideology has bent. On the domestic side, it has bent in terms of the expansion of the government embodied in the Medicare prescription-drug law. On the foreign policy side, it has bent because of what has transpired in the last few weeks in Fallujah" ...
Conservative policy experts and a number of former Bush administration officials say there are more systemic reasons for the policy sclerosis. For three years, the president pushed policies conceived during his 2000 campaign for the White House, but with most of those ideas either enacted or stalled, policymaking has run out of steam, they said.
Bush has also discouraged the sort of free-wheeling policy debates that characterized previous administrations, and he relies on a top-down management style that has little use for "wonks" in the federal bureaucracy. At the same time, many of the top domestic policy experts in the Bush White House have moved on to other jobs; in many cases they have been replaced by subordinates with much less experience in governing.
Bruce Bartlett, a conservative economist with the National Center for Policy Analysis, said policy ideas typically bubble up from experts deep inside federal agencies, who put together working groups, draft white papers, sell their wares in the marketplace of ideas and hope White House officials act on their suggestions. In this case, ideas are hatched in the White House, for political or ideological reasons, then are thrust on the bureaucracy, "not for analysis, but for sale," Bartlett said.
Some attribute the policy lethargy to personnel changes, particularly on the domestic side. For example, three veterans of previous White Houses with lengthy experience in Washington have left their policymaking roles; their successors, though capable, have significantly less policymaking experience.
Joshua B. Bolten, the deputy chief of staff for policy, has been replaced by Harriet Miers, a Texas lawyer and former chairman of the Texas Lottery Commission. Jay Lefkowitz, director of the Domestic Policy Council, has been replaced by Kristen Silverberg, who was a young aide to Bolten. And Lawrence B. Lindsey was replaced as top economic adviser by investment banker Stephen Friedman.
Likewise, John Bridgeland, a former director of the Domestic Policy Council, was replaced as director of Bush's USA Freedom Corps initiative by Desiree Sayle, the former director of correspondence in the White House. And public-policy professor DiIulio was replaced as chief of Bush's "faith-based" initiative by Jim Towey, who had ties to the president's brother, Florida Gov. Jeb Bush. Leading experts in welfare and health policy have left the White House and been replaced by less experienced hands.
- Dana Milbank and Jonathan Weisman, "Conservatives Restive About Bush Policies: Fresh Initiatives Sought On Iraq, Domestic Issues," washington post May 10, 2004
posted May 10, 2004 in politics, printSpeaking of culture, as neoconservative nation-builders would be well-advised to avoid doing
President Bush was answering a reporter's question about Canada's role in Iraq when suddenly he swerved into this extraneous thought: "There's a lot of people in the world who don't believe that people whose skin color may not be the same as ours can be free and self-govern. I reject that. I reject that strongly. I believe that people who practice the Muslim faith can self-govern. I believe that people whose skins aren't necessarily—are a different color than white can self-govern."
What does such careless talk say about the mind of this administration? Note that the clearly implied antecedent of the pronoun "ours" is "Americans." So the president seemed to be saying that white is, and brown is not, the color of Americans' skin. He does not mean that. But that is the sort of swamp one wanders into when trying to deflect doubts about policy by caricaturing and discrediting the doubters ...
This administration cannot be trusted to govern if it cannot be counted on to think and, having thought, to have second thoughts. Thinking is not the reiteration of bromides about how "all people yearn to live in freedom" (McClellan). And about how it is "cultural condescension" to doubt that some cultures have the requisite aptitudes for democracy (Bush). And about how it is a "myth" that "our attachment to freedom is a product of our culture" because "ours are not Western values; they are the universal values of the human spirit" (Tony Blair).
Speaking of culture, as neoconservative nation-builders would be well-advised to avoid doing, Pat Moynihan said: "The central conservative truth is that it is culture, not politics, that determines the success of a society. The central liberal truth is that politics can change a culture and save it from itself" ...
Being steadfast in defense of carefully considered convictions is a virtue. Being blankly incapable of distinguishing cherished hopes from disappointing facts, or of reassessing comforting doctrines in face of contrary evidence, is a crippling political vice.
- George F. Will, "Time for Bush to See The Realities of Iraq," washington post May 4, 2004
posted May 05, 2004 in politics, printand pinkeye
if anyone wants to do a documentary on the many variations of loud, crass Northeastern accents, the train is the perfect research site. The woman in front of me consoled her friend all the way from New Haven to Penn Station about a probable case of pinkeye. Her "a's" were so harsh I could feel my neck rattle every time she said the word "overreacting," which happened approximately 12,000 times.
Upon my return I saw my therapist and filled him in on a dream I'd had about my father. He persuaded me to try to talk to an empty sofa as though my dad were sitting there. I only came up with a stiff sentence or two. I really couldn't make it feel natural since I didn't have the right prop—i.e., a concealed weapon.
I guess it's clear I'm in a bad mood. I'm back in the city and it smells like hell. Last week a woman urinated on the floor next to me in a bodega near West Fourth Street while I was using the ATM.
The cashier ran around the counter. "Which one of you just peed on the floor?" she said.
Process of elimination is a bitch sometimes.
- maud newton, "Muumuu = muse?," maud newton: blog april 28, 2004
posted May 05, 2004 in printxanth
Mr. Maud's shelves are filled with sci-fi books. Occasionally I try them out, but I rarely finish. Ditto fantasy, save the likes of A.S. Byatt and Roald Dahl and Stephany Aulenback. Someone gave me a copy of The Anubis Gates back in college and after reading fifty pages I was so turned off by the prose (and, believe me, I use that word loosely) that I nearly set fire to it.* (Instead I walked up a flight of stairs to the honors boys' commons area and left it there. It was gone within 10 minutes.)
* Okay, it's true that I read Piers Anthony's Xanth novels when I was twelve. But I read them purely for the sex scenes.
- maud newton, "a word on politics and art," maud newton: blog april 14, 2004
posted May 05, 2004 in printi'll start right now by eliminating you
late, in aqua and ermine, gardenias
scaling her left sleeve in a spasm of scent,
her gloves white, her smile chastened, purse giddy
with stars and rhinestones clipped to her brilliantined hair,
on her free arm that fine Negro
Mr. Wonderful Smith.
It's the day that isn't, February 29th,
at the end of the shortest month of the year—
and the shittiest, too, everywhere
except Hollywood, California,
where the maid can wear mink and still be a maid,
bobbing her bandaged head and cursing
the white folks under her breath as she smiles
and shoos their silly daughters
in from the night dew ... What can she be
thinking of, striding into the ballroom
where no black face has ever showed itself
except above a serving tray?
- rita dove, "hattie mcdaniel arrives at the coconut grove"
posted May 05, 2004 in printouter banks of the aesthetic perimeter
It's rarely mentioned that many of the artists who get naked for their work have great bodies ... Women aren't the only ones. It's hard to imagine Chris Burden's early work without envisioning his sweet, baby-seal-like body, or Matthew Barney's art without enjoying his good looks. Even the once spongy Jeff Koons got buff for his close-up with Cicciolina. There are exceptions, though, mainly on the male side. In addition to the multiple love handles of Paul McCarthy and the geezerliness of John Coplans, there are the pigeon toes, knock-knees, and chunky thighs of that Keith Richards-Johnny Cash-Quasimodo of the art world, our own Man in Black, Vito Acconci.
In [Seedbed,] Acconci lay beneath a ramp built in the Sonnabend Gallery. Over the course of three weeks, he masturbated eight hours a day while murmuring things like, "You're pushing your cunt down on my mouth" or "You're ramming your cock down into my ass." Not only does the architectural intervention presage much of his subsequent work, but all of Acconci's fixations converge in this, the spiritual sphincter of his art. In Seedbed Acconci is the producer and the receiver of the work's pleasure. He is simultaneously public and private, making marks yet leaving little behind, and demonstrating ultra-awareness of his viewer while being in a semi-trance state. This extraordinary artistic marker, left 32 years ago this January, is still on the outer banks of the aesthetic perimeter.
- Jerry Saltz, "Body Heat," village voice April 23, 2004
posted May 04, 2004 in art, print, sexthe blandness appealed to me
Grayson] Perry has been cross-dressing since he was a teenager, he said, but has always been heterosexual. He has gone through various looks—dowdy housewife, lady-who-lunches, corsets and high heels—but settled on Claire's Raggedy-Ann dresses and little-girl shoes because they reflect his current emotional needs.
Pottery presented itself unexpectedly ... when Mr. Perry tagged along with a housemate in London to an evening pottery class. The medium electrified him, in part because it seemed to represent the opposite of what was happening in British art at the time. If his contemporaries were pushing the limits, "making art out of anything and everything," Mr. Perry said, he was rebelling in the other direction, "finding the naffest"—nerdiest—"thing you could do."
"Pottery seemed like a very dark choice," he said. "It's sort of like, it's O.K. to put a shark in a tank—but pottery?"
"Also," he said, "the blandness appealed to me. I could be as brash and noisy as I wanted without really causing much fuss. You're never going to get arrested for a pottery exhibit."
Mr. Perry's first piece, a plate, depicted Jesus on the cross with the words "kinky sex" written across the bottom ... The pieces all look pretty and classical, until you get close. In "The Plight of the Sensitive Child," young girls are shown smoking crack. "We've Found the Body of Your Child" is about the frenzied, rabid hunt for a pedophile in a Bruegelian landscape. The pot is printed with phrases Mr. Perry said he remembers his mother using when he was young, including "Never have kids" and "All men are bastards."
Mr. Perry is inspired by artists like Bosch, Van Eyck and Bruegel as well as by the work of Henry Darger, the Chicago outsider artist who lived on the outskirts of sanity and whose art included lurid and shocking scenes.
- SARAH LYALL, "A Trendy Tranny Potter's New Purse," new york times May 2, 2004
posted May 03, 2004 in art, printaudiences largely of his own generation
[Matt] Haimovitz found that by stripping away any vestige of stuffy concert hall packaging, he could get the music to speak to listeners who knew nothing about its history or the prescribed etiquette for receiving its rewards. What's more, for the first time in his career, he began playing to audiences largely of his own generation ... it requires so little of the glittery packaging that can often pass for the concert experience itself.
- JEREMY EICHLER, "The Pizza Parlor Prodigy," new york times May 2, 2004
posted May 03, 2004 in music, performance, printpiss on someone who appreciates it
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Date: Sun, May 2, 2004 11:10 am
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1. Arrive early (before 11:30pm) or later (after 12:30am) to skip peak hours at the door
2. Wear as few layers as possible and leave your jacket in the car. Pass the time by having sex with the person in the coat-check line behind you. Condoms and lube are freely provided thoughout the club.
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open bar 10-11pm
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- homocorps, "TRIPLE XXX @ HOLE TONIGHT!!! Survivor's Handbook," may 2, 2004
posted May 03, 2004 in print, sexfocus on the "vixen" part
Howard KURTZ: You are a "foul-mouthed, inaccurate, opinionated little vixen," so says Washington Post gossip columnist Richard Leiby.
Ana Marie COX: He has a crush on me, doesn't he?
KURTZ: But you put it on your Web site.
COX: I'm flattered. Of course.
KURTZ: You like when people say bad things about you?
COX: Is that bad?
KURTZ: Foul-mouthed, inaccurate?
COX: I guess I always focus on the "vixen" part.
- "Coverage of John Kerry's Anti-War Protests; Interview With Wonkette," CNN RELIABLE SOURCES May 2, 2004
posted May 03, 2004 in politics, speech