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September 30, 2008
September 30, 2008
This makes me sick. Why not admit the gaffe, accept responsibility for the mistake and move on rather than inventing a new addition to the Newspeak dictionary? Gotcha Journalism? Please. I’m committing thoughtcrime on McCain and Palin right now.
via Steven Beelen
A beautiful trailer for the upcoming exhibition, the hi-Res version (and tickets) are available here. Produced by our very own: I will lead you to a life of crime
Discussing the Sothebys auction.
via Lost at E Minor
Easily the best karaoke song ever…
We were at the beach
Everybody had matching towels
Somebody went under a dock
And there they saw a rock
It wasn’t a rock
It was a rock lobster
September 28, 2008
September 27, 2008
I’m sorry, I haven’t been able to find out any details about this photograph. Let me know if you know where it’s from. via jimray

via the new shelton wet/dry (which is where the internet is won)

Muxtape has officially closed and you can read the story about it (and the soon to be kinda-relaunch) here.
Thank to you everyone who made Muxtape the incredible place it was in its first phase, it couldn’t have happened without your mixes. The industry will catch up some day, it pretty much has to.

Something has happened to PBS favorite “Charlie Rose.” The erudite conversations and sober intellectualism have been replaced by an absurd world where illogic, inane dialogues, and open hostility rule. The one-on-one interview between Charlie and his guest begins as usual but quickly goes awry, so much so that Charlie is warned that, somewhere, a man named “Steve” is “not happy.” But who is “Steve” and why is he angry? And why does the mere mention of his name stop Charlie cold? Using appropriated footage from a single episode of “Charlie Rose,” filmmaker Andrew Filippone Jr. creates something both disturbing and farcical in “‘Charlie Rose’ by Samuel Beckett.”
September 23, 2008
I lost this badge yesterday. I think it was on the subway, but really it could have been anywhere. It was one of my favourites as it was larger than usual, about two or three inches wide, and it was made as a fundraising community art project for delinquent children and then sold at the ACMI gallery store in Melbourne. I just hope that someone finds it and enjoys it.
The website I guess you don’t… is equal parts troubling and brilliant.

The Southern Mothers present a hip-hop jodessey into the mind of Olafur Eliasson, the brains, brawn, and balls behind the NYC Waterfalls of 2008.
Nerd-rap has reached a new level today as it has just launched itself whole-heartedly into the art world. This is pretty enjoyable, even if you only have a cursory knowledge of who Olafur Eliasson is and his project, the NYC waterfalls. Although I must admit, you’d have to be a bit of nerd to stick with it. Favourite line? “Your city needed a god so you outsourced me.” via you’re english is suck
most definitely, NSFW