Hopper does Kipling, transcendent

New Summer Look

Zola Jesus...

"you know that I'm tired
you know that I'm ill
But it don't matter cause
I know that you will

run me out again...

(What is this girl talkin' bout!)

No, maybe, yes!

This makes me so happy and inversely mad. I sold all my Yes on vinyl last year. So stupid. Kick self in face. Tomorrow.

(Saw this on Marissa Nadler's blog. You should really listen to her music.)

The Voice

Bar Results IN

Ok so Ingrid guessed right, the first Name that Bar answer is 151 on Rivington.

Jerimiah got the second, Subway Inn.

Now you can both buy me a drink at the respective bars because your name was mentioned on LBF.

Ok already. Here's Name That Bar-again

"It's dark, dirty, scuzzy, cheap, stale-smelling and utterly lacking in charm. Which is, of course, it's charm."

Let's Play Name That Bar!

"This place is sh t. Its full of pillow biters and the floor is sticky. Plus there's a girl lurking in there (Allison..?) who pesters you for favours in exchange for cr@ck."

Beauty is in the eye of the holder

I fetishize a lot of things. Cars. Women. I look at them with a sense of awe and reverence, telling whomever’s in earshot of their magical potency. Something else that causes a habitual erotic response in me is a camera. And this goes way beyond their ability to steal people’s souls.

When I got a T4 I ran my fingers all over the aluminum shell and then just stared for a long, long time, and not through the viewfinder.



The Polaroid SLR 680, sadly gained at the zenith of Polaroid’s film production, flirted with me over a two year period. By the time I possessed one via eBay it had lost it’s practical use, but the object remains. It’s geometry, symmetry, and curvy billows can entertain for hours.



My Pentax K1000 with it’s nipply and steel shell, custom wide-angle zoom lens, will always be my first unhealthy obsession. The only one I’ve been in a darkroom with. Digis like it with the lights on. Something truly has been lost when you loose the red lit room and glow in the dark arrows that lead you to the exit.



This will not end well. The Ricoh GX R, Leica R8 SLR, and the Canon s90 have taken up hours of my time and burned their features into my retinas. I’m scarred.

The dreamiest VO to ever glide over your eardrums

Ghosts