Photography: Milon Henry Levine/Illustration: Cal Rhodes
Photography: Milon Henry Levine/Illustration: Cal Rhodes
March 9,:NYC Anthology Film Archives NYC 8pm
April 29th-30th: Lyon Smith Gallery Winona Minnesota 8 PM
June 10th: Blue Moon Cinerama, Shepardstown West Virginia 8PM
July 9th Puma Football Village, NYC 6:30 PM
Aug 9th 2010 The Wharf, Marthas Vineyard 8 PM
September 9 2010, Monterey Arts Center NYC 8 PM
October 9th, 2010 Jimmys No 49 NYC 8 PM
November 9th 2010 Hudson NY spa spa 360 8 PM
December 19th 2010 Jimmys 49 NYC 8pm
Event Invite 200 people on FB from NYC for a free ticket.
We start with this journal entry dated ,Jan 17 2010. Although this passage ends with glamorous proclamation: “I love my poopypants” we run this paragraph in its entirety. Children under 35 are advised to to read cautiously.
“Devon got home at 530pm and then Josh and I took a walk around the lake – a moment I’ll never forget….He packed his backpack and we strolled around the lake until we found this great spot under a weeping willow tree…we layed down the towel and a scrabble set (can’t leave home with out it). We watched the sunset and then josh asked if I wanted to play scrabble, thinking nothing of it, I opened the scrabble set (the traveling kind) and already written out was Krentzy, will you marry me…I lost it, I jumped up screaming yes yes YES YES!!!!! He got up and then got on one knee and asked my to marry him yes yes YES YES!!!!! we couldn’t stop kissing hugging and touching one another. I was glowing – a perfect sunset, a perfect moment with the perfect guy –
i love my poopypants!”
We then head through this rainstorm to Mobile, Alabama….Jake almost had to go to the vet pshychiatrist as a reult of this storm….
we arrive in Mobile, where meet “Brad.”
Here is the entire, beautifully written passage from Mobile:
“We arrived at Brad’s house (hes a good friend of tom who I got to know a few times in college) at about 6:30 or so. We were pretty beat after driving all those hours and changing time zones and all. He took us to some awesome seafood places where we got loads of shrimp and grits and oysters which were awesome.
After we took a drive down Mobiiiiiile Alabama and he took us to Wintzels Oyster Bar, the place Andrew the bald jew Zimmerman went on his show, that place is pretty cool, and huge and it was good to sit down there for a beer and shoot the shit. After that we pretty much just crashed at his place and Jake had a heck of a time playing with Sadie (Brad’s dog) and Jake pretty much kept us up all night. But it was a great time and thanks Brad for letting us crash there. Next time were in town its gonna be quarters time…”
and now it’s on to New Orleans…from which this compelling image was wired to us just moments ago…and this crisp passage of athletic prose.
We are submitting this to the pulitzer people…one of the GREAT New Orleans images.
“Stopped off in NO before heading like 54 f*$ckin hours to texas…we got a beer/po poy, walked around the french quarter, saw some stripjoints, no boobs though…that was basically it, I can picture that place being absolute shit of a mess on the weekends and mardi gras…’
Stay tuned…Vancoucer…is three weeks away.
Until next tome from the road….Josh Jake Jackie
“JETS JETS JETS JETS” a film of the original poem by Tennesee Williams….by Todd Haynes and Efron Kazan
Here we begin the process of highlighting performers scenes in Notorious #9, starting with featured actress Olivia Maxwell. Also on the network is Notorious #9 Trailer #1
Tokyo Auto Salon is famous for several reasons. First, for cool cars. Second, it’s known for the pretty (and often scantily clad) Japanese campaign girls (or “booth babes” if you prefer the term.) There are many major car shows in Tokyo every year, but Auto Salon – for whatever reason –
brings out more of the famous/pretty campaign girls than the others. As a result, it also brings out amateur Japanese photographers by the thousands. There is no cosplay at the show, but it has the vibe of some of the big cosplay events in that you get the feeling many of the people at the show have little interest in cars. They are there to take pictures of the girls dressed in various promotional outfits. Here are some snaps of these gals glamming out. RoQ on!
Early incantations of the word “Glamour” meant a kind of visceral magic spell….a net of dazzle cast around a certain person or group, and that….is always an idea worth fighting for. Progress is a one step forward/onehundred steps back kind of a deal, and in that many things get sacrificed. The pristine, perfectly put together vision of earliar times (see “Vertigo,” let’s say, by Alfred Hitchcock) which certain stylish filmmakers and image makers grasp for today, may, on the subway, definitely be a thing of the past….but one sliver of glam my generation and subsequent generations seem to actually be getting right…is the Glamour of Good.
Two days after Martin Luther King’s Birthday and in the midst of an international crises that so far has brought on a ton of selfless giving from people all over the world through the magical, dazzling spell of electronics (which most assuredly has a long way to go) today is the first anniversary of the election of Barack Obama, a thing seen mainly around the world as both glamorous and very good.
Last night in Massachussettes we were reminded that American ideas of what good is are not uniformly agreed upon. And so with that in mind, I am beginning, along with our European editor Lars Toneberg in Malmo, Sweden, and Asian Editor Leonard Fujiyama in Tokyo, a column that gives you places to go, that hopefully help you to genuinely achieve the goal of helping other folks out…and we’d argue that, today, this is a most edifying and rewarding idea…and one that can be imbued way further with that old magical dust and twinkle of glamour.
This is kind of a wake up call to myself to be able to one day genuinely do more on other folks behalf. Because doing that, like conjuring up the mist of glamour, is not easy.
This column is dedicated to doing both.
Here’s an interesting link:
Its January 18th already, we left Jasper ans headed to Charleston, South Carolina since we’ve heard such good things about it. We only got to stay in Charleston for the night but the city is right on the water and really pretty nice, with a whole lot of restaurants. We found a nice fish and raw bar were the guy shucked us some clams and oyters which were amazing, followed by some beers.
After some raw fish we had a hankering for something sweet so we found this awesome cake and drink cafe on market row in downtown and Jackie got the best white chocolate martini and a Hot toddy for Josh to cure this cold he has.
We stayed the night in Charleston and left early in the morning to head south back into Georgia and check out Savannah for a few hours. Nice town right on the river, we got some seafood, walked Jake around and now were in the car heading to tommy d and devon b…and its 70 degrees outside, hooowah!
We should be at the wheatons in a few hours, were gonna roll the windows down and enjoy the ride…