i can whistle some sweet romance for you

Major love to E for turning me on to this cats.

found the purple bottle, found your heart

The purple bottle, live

please stay, don't go away

I am declaring it Animal Collective week, as there are so many
events involving them in the next couple days.
(Ok. Two, but that is two enough for me.)
In anticipation and celebration, there will be daily picks.
Cuckoo Cuckoo felt appropriate on this edge of Spring day.

the lady artist of allah

It has been a couple years since I have held such fascination
with a video artist. Bill Viola, being my introduction to the medium
and really a founding father. I recently discovered Shirin Neshat,
an Iranian artist working today in New York. I have yet to see any
of her work in person, but was struck by the still from the piece,
'Games of Desire'. A meditation on oral histories and courtship
rituals in Laos.

This exhibit is up in Madrid at the La Fábrica Galería through March.

if love was like this, it would be better

animal collective continues to amaze me, shatter my heart and make
it melt like glossy wax. i prefer the EP version of this but it still retains
its lush charms. they have this unparalleled ability to make music
that when you hear it and close your eyes it somehow becomes an
all consuming experience. i want to dress in candy floss and float on
lurex carpets and kiss fishes and dance like i'm upside down and eat
luscious leaves like how this song sounds. there is sense in that to me.

true form

I do not recall how I happened upon these musicians, but now I am
totally obsessed with them and their wild, whirling performances.
The Jaipur Kawa Brass Band hails from Rajasthan and like all things
Indian on this blog, they are mind blowing and heart shatteringly brilliant,
spilling with colour and life. As if I needed another reason to run away to
my Indian gypsy life.

ethnic girls are cooler than you

smells like jaisalmer and smokes like oran

heard this in a shop in san francisco last week and
its been making me swoon ever since. perfect for sultry
dancing around whilst slowly packing for a new brooklyn life.

heaven from tattoo you, the rolling stones

kindred soul spirit sister

fashion is always on about the past. and constantly edie, andy, bianca,
jane, jim, bobb, neil, stevie, etc etc. please, i love them all just like the next
one but sometimes its refreshing to get another in there...

with that said, grace slick slays me.
the lead singer from jefferson airplane (+the great society+jefferson starship)
(thanks for that jude, i never would have known them without you.)
not only was she stunning, belted out with a killer voice but also totally crazy.
she attempted to lace president nixons cup of tea with lsd.
i highly appreciate the evident weirdness and sarcasm.
maybe in my next life, i'll find myself in my kindred 1960s.

love you, like i do

this song and really this entire animal collective album
played endless into my ears during my time in barcelona this past june.
i cannot separate the images and colours of my walks in the city,
through the moderisme and late at night along the beach on my way home,
with the wild romance of this music.
i swear these tunes were created to play in the catalan capital.
'in the flowers' makes me want to dance and scream, i love it.

in the flowers, official video, animal collective

what the end feels like

silence by pj harvey

i am compassion and i am cruel

thunder perfect mind crossed my thoughts today.
sometimes there is need for a bit of nostalgia.
and i dream about finding the lip print dress.
and to dance in it to smoky jazz in berlin.
(travel need addition: trip back to berlin in 2010)
thunder perfect mind, jordan and ridley scott for prada, 2005

sad and slow

i have held an intense fascination with the composer, writer and
all round eccentric, Erik Satie, since I learned to play his Gymnopédies
when i was a young little piano player. this was always my favourite
piece and still i find it so thoughtful and expressive.
i recently discovered there is a museum dedicated to Satie and his life
in Honfleur, Normandy and it appears to be totally interactive and wild.
paris day trip in the spring? of course, i must wear one of maikos new
hand sewn couture ruffled up frocks!
museum photo from nytimes.com/themoment

like a good book i can't put this day back

i am up, writing and working late, trying to make my deadline on aussie time
and pandora played this for me and i remembered how i quite fancied the video
with adrien brody, my favourite dreamboat!

the frame over running water

i rediscovered this album and have been listening to it on my windy walks
downtown from west chelsea along tenth avenue,
it seems completely suited for these pre-cold fall days
if you do not own this, i highly suggest you become enlightened
you will never hear or listen to sounds and music the same way

look at the rain as it pours

shat merci to the lovely talene, who introduced me to this video,
'her morning elegance' by oren lavie
i can't say much, as it speaks wholly for itself. subtle and sweet.

swedish fox

in my search for a proper yet nicely coloured backpack, during a ride on the L train, I spotted

one of these babies, the kanken, sported effectively by a swede. produced by fjallraven 

(forgive the lack of proper swedish accents) and made in a variety of colours and a

few different sizes, i think they are brilliant and i plan to pick up the maxi kanken for an 

upcoming trip. i spotted a few in opening ceremony over the weekend and they are also

sold at a few outdoor outfitting outlets online in europe. 

EDIT- i recommend purchasing your kanken at mountain fox

with the pound dollar exchange at the moment, its a deal and they have heaps of colours

opening ceremony is charging well over the recommended and 

even creatures of comfort raised their prices

kankens and a video still from going forth by day, the path by bill viola

i saw freedom and fireflies

i have the extreme pleasure of living in close vicinity of this talented front man,

who penned this tune and recorded the video for his love, ms t bird.

a work of love that is a work of art.

'ocean's apart by the bogmen'

i'm in love with Ferrán Adrià

i can never resist a food dude, especially not this one...

this spanish one... 

i dream of this journey.