I "stumbled upon" this livejournal page and I'm so glad I did. What ever happened to that elegant 1950's date nights where women wear classically stunning dresses for an evening of pure romance with an equally impeccably dressed man? Dating these days seem to be missing that crucial element: courtship. Let's bring it back people!
Lauren Bacall and Humphrey Bogart
Joanne Woodward and Paul Newmann Ah, maybe my favorite Hollywood couple, ever.
Alain Delon and Romy Schneider
Audrey Hepburn and Mel Ferrer
James Dean and Pier Angeli
Given, I don't expect the exact glamour of the stars from these pictures, but it would be nice to have evenings like that, wouldn't it?
Well, since we're talking about courtship dating, I give you, Courtship Dating by Crystal Castles.
It has officially been confirmed. After much trials and tribulations, I will indeed be a member of the audience at Lollapalooza!
The general consensus for many of my peers have been that buying a $200 ticket is not worth it because of the "weak" 2010 lineup. Many of these people are comparing from the previous year or even from a couple years back. Every festival includes hits and misses, but it's all about the hits that make it worth coughing up some cash and commit to a whirlwind weekend. Even as a devout fan of Perry Farrell & co’s picks, he missed a “few” this year. To his credit, he can’t hold down and dictate bands to fill a slot at Lollapalooza. Totally and completely understandable. Team Perry!
Truthfully, I, myself, was not planning on buying a ticket. Luckily, I didn’t have to. One thing led to another and before I knew it, I had a ticket in hand. A fortunate circumstance like this is quite rare and I'm not going to let it slip through my fingers. I’m fucking going. I don’t care that Soundgarden and Greenday are 2 out of the 3 main headliners, or that many groups who dropped fantastic albums this year won’t be there to give us a taste of what they’ve been working so hard on. Regardless, this year has a handful of solid anchors that will hopefully bring in a fresh crowd. Oh, and I can't forget the presence of Lady GaGa. She's a killer performer and entertainer, there's no disputing that. She may have a stigma attached to her, but everyone can admit she's going to put on a mindblowing show. Hopefully with lots of blood, tea cups, and patriotism.
Let’s take a gander at the 2009. Okay, so it was pretty epic. Topping that all-star lineup is pretty impossible, so maybe they went in a different direction and made the best of it. When I first read the lineup a little more than a year ago, “who copied and pasted my Itunes onto this page?!” was my only thought. Let's just say I was a little more than thrilled. Fists of fury were being pumped, but later depression set in as I couldn't go. As the saying goes, "the past is the past"; so let's make this year wild!
Lollapalooza's website offers the ability to "customize your schedule." While on my full throttle Lollapalooza high, I started to figure out who I was definitely going to see, and who I wouldn't mind missing. Here are my must-sees:
Phoenix: nothing better than some french gentlemen.
Yeasayer: go listen to their new album (and previous ones).
Flosstradamus: the real life brother of Kid Sister and a homeboy from K-Zoo, Mi. Dope sounds (they hang out with the likes of A-Trak and Diplo, must I go on?)!
Mumford & Sons, Blitzen Trapper, The DoDos, The Strokes, and so many more! I think you get the gist.
Either way, I'm looking to get overstimulated by the sounds, smells, tastes(?) of Lollapalooza. I'd say according to the list, I'm in some damn good company for an outrageous weekend.
Two of my favorite passions have always gone hand-in-hand. Music and fashion.
Fashion shows have always incorporated music into their fierce runways and the latest and greatest are merging. Music transcends the clothes displayed and rather creates an atmosphere, a feeling that dissipates throughout the room. Designers are pretty particular when choosing their playlist for it has to embody the clothes as well as the designer. Music itself is relative and subjective to each individual. One song may mean more to me than for you. I'm an avid reader of blogs and websites that discuss fashion and/or music. Sometimes, I discover artists or designers I was not aware of before through such collaborations. Other times, sheer brilliance is combined, i.e. Viktor and Rolf setting up La Roux for a performance during their Menswear Spring/Summer 2011 collection. I myself am not a huge La Roux fan, but the pair was pretty spot on. Here's a video:
Speaking of La Roux...I'm going to jump topics a little bit here. La Roux and Major Lazer (personal favorite!) came out with Lazerproof a while back. What emerged was a pretty stellar mash-up from the two artists. CHECK IT. Diplo can do no wrong (well, besides the new M.I.A. album, but that's for another post).
I guess the gist of this post was that lately combinations/collaborations/mash-ups are totally IN. Just a regular combo platter of music, fashion, and whatever else you can manage to throw in there.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Twas the weekend of Pitchfork Music Festival and I was not in attendance. This may be a depressing post considering how I missed the collective genius' that were gathered on Sunday July 18, 2010 in the grand city of Chicago. The previous two days were pretty epic themselves with headliners like Pavement and LCD Soundsystem (I highly recommend listening to their new album, This Is Happening. I'll rave later), and so many more fantastic artists (Panda Bear, Modest Mouse, Free Energy, etc.).
Now, those that witnessed greatness, if you could squeeze out every miniscule detail that you could think of and regurgitate it back to me, that would be more than appreciated. I already had a couple phone calls throughout the weekend that were pleasantly bittersweet. Pleasant in the sense that these dear friends were kind enough to try and include me in their experience (i.e. calling me during Major Lazer's set or sending me pictures from the Beach House and St. Vincent shows), but bittersweet because I would have done ANYTHING to be there. In the end, I lived vicariously through Chase and Taylor (shoutout!), listening to mentioned artists pretending I was hearing it live.
Next year Pitchfork... you WILL be mine for the taking. Until then, I bid you farewell. If this year's lineup was outrageous, what wonders will show up in 2011?!
Okay, so ever since I started Girl Inform Me, I've been carefully watching myself on what I've been posting or the contents of my posts. The thing is, I fully realized that this blog was created so that I could have a release and to document such happenings in my life. I want Girl Inform Me to be a vessel that accurately portrays me (via the internet that is).
SO I DECLARE THAT I WILL BE POSTING WHATEVER AND WHENEVER I WANT. THAT INCLUDES DUMB VIDEOS I FIND AMUSING, LATE NIGHT LOLCATZ OBSESSION WHEN I'M PROCRASTINATING, MUSICAL FINDINGS, FASHION SHMASHION, BRILLIANT OR NOT SO BRILLIANT FILMS, GENERAL KNOWLEDGE ABOUT MY LIFE, AND WHATEVER THE F$!@ I WANT.
Now that's said and done...I give you fantastic music from a "children's show" (although the demographic seems to be aimed more towards the kids who enjoy "extracurricular activities") called ADVENTURE TIME!
DISCLAIMER: This is a pretty thorough explanation and purely an unrelenting rant about my obsession/borderline stalking. Real talk starts now.
I discovered La Blogotheque a few years back and kept it to myself for a while, but the genius' behind the camera had to be shared. The erratic nature of the videos are quickly apparent as the most "guiding" the La Blogotheque team merely suggests ideas, but steps aside so that the featured artist(s) can do what they do best: play great music. Nonchalant banter about "the plan" (which is usually the "let's just see where this goes" idea) is soon subsided as music starts to reverberate through their immediate setting. The videos are a candid reminder of what music is really all about. Sure, musicians put on elaborate shows to display their talent, but the rawness of their sound is diminished with all of the gratuitous technology. La Blogotheque opens up a rare sound that emerges from the most intimate of settings, to an entire neighborhood. Wherever they go, they serenade not only the people present, but engulf the entire city.
I went through countless hours of their extensive library of artists. From Fleet Foxes to Phoenix to Pigeon John, they cover musicians in their raw and honest form. Their usual location to film is in France, but they frequently make exceptions here and there ( i.e.San Francisco, L.A., and New York). The basic set-up of the take-away shows is footage of featured artists merely wandering the streets of ______. The different reactions from locals, random spectators, and tourists amidst the brilliant sounds of vocals and instruments are the best part about the videos. My words don't do any justice, so it's best if you experience it for yourself! I could rant and rave for pages, but La Blogotheque can be found on youtube, or the link provided.
Well, the reason for this abrupt introduction to La Blogotheque (for those of you who are being exposed to this for the first time), is when my favourite French filming troupe shot 25-minutes of a performance by Beach House at a small apartment in France. The audience was speckled throughout the room, trying to stay on the perimeter, as Beach House was clearly the guests of honor. Victoria Legrand's smooth French-to-English transitions, to her soulful vocals with Alex Scally's strumming, posed for a flawless show. The candor of the performance, including Legrand's concern for the drummer's temperature ("are you hot?") and images of Scally's timid smiles and shy looks made for a comfortable environment. My true admiration for both Beach House and La Blogotheque have fused and produced such brilliance. Hopefully, I'll be seeing Beach House live sometime soon in the future, but until then, this will have to suffice.
I desperately wish to witness one of their take away shows, but I guess I'll just have to let it happen. Okay, sorry. I'm done with all my gushing. I promise I only do this when I really care!
