Mittwoch, 30. September 2009

Dead Man's Bones

album leaked!



Montag, 28. September 2009

reassurance of soul


hates technologies


never trust a brand new computer and its hard drive!!
It cracked this morning, and all my files for the thesis are lost now! Way to ruin your future

Sonntag, 27. September 2009

love his style



Dani Eglau on Lookbook.nu

und alle so: Buuhh


Begeisterung auch bei den "Gewinnern"

Freitag, 25. September 2009

new purchases from last week



as well got a new Topshop Baxter Skinny

all from Ebay

I thought of myself more like a lone wolf...

“I thought of myself more like a lone wolf. But I’ve come to realize that I need friends, that I need people around me.”
- Kristofer Aström @ 99Matters.de

indiepassion

indiepassion is dead - long live we are the sleepy heads!
as well on Twitter

BTW found other blogs as well:

Dienstag, 22. September 2009

we define ourselves-- or pride ourselves, or at least "express" ourselves-- via our skills in picking interesting things out of that cloud of options

could as well be said about the whole blogging thing, but originates from a well-written article on pitchfork which summarises the whole "indie" scene, and at the same time shows the affects of the internet on consuming music and its own progress. Nothing ever was written better about it:

So have you heard? Indie rock is the choice of a new generation! Allegedly! Don't let the exclamation points fool you into thinking I'm being sarcastic! Just try selling iPods or straight-leg jeans without knowing what fresh-faced guitar band is the hip new thing; just try telegraphing to audiences that a character on your television show is quite special and interesting. Stephenie Meyer, author of Twilight, not often accused of lacking insight into the hearts of America's young, just told the world what her favorite records were this summer-- Grizzly Bear and Animal Collective among them.

[...]

No noise, no sudden moves, just a comfy, private bubble where everything tried to be so clever and cerebral and nice. The Internet only furthered this complaint. The amount of online chatter about music was on a huge upswing, and the sheer variety of viewpoints made it pretty hard not to feel insular and over-comfortable. The sudden availability of mp3s, of just about any sort, also meant there was a lot less excuse for not looking outside your own bubble. And besides, why should "indie"-- which had, at various points, been a joyously weird dumping ground for loads of misfit sounds-- suddenly become codified and narrow? Why should it camp out around music that, increasingly, looked rather settled, timid, and polite? Why should it be so damned nice?

[...]

You heard that complaint a lot back then, and at the start of the decade, certain trends seemed to present as antidotes. Personally, I was totally taken with new electro, which felt like everything mainstream indie was not-- trashy, party-focused, danceable, dumb and simple, vibrant and exciting. So was greasy garage rock, for some people, even in its least greasy, most popular incarnations; I can still remember a summer in Chicago where the nearest cafés all switched from playing post-rock to non-stop White Stripes. The Strokes seemed like a breath of fresh air, and people started leaping at snappy, upbeat, big-tent guitar bands as some kind of Return of Rock moment. This should tell you something: The Strokes were not exactly hard rockers, but in indie's 2001 they somehow came off as surly! Even the Hives presented, in indie-world, as a burst of potential excitement-- nothing against the Hives, who kicked out some killer singles, but this seems like evidence of some kind of very deep psychic need. This was the other kind of indie that got really popular: The snappy guitar bands extroverted enough to shoot for excitement and fans-- Interpol, Strokes, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Franz Ferdinand, Bloc Party.

More importantly, those years saw indie types paying more attention to things outside the indie world-- this website's coverage, for instance, widened significantly-- and indie, in its thieving magpie way, started seizing at things, assimilating them. People embraced house acts, got excited about the possibility of "dance punk," dabbled with underground rap. At first, plenty of folks derided these trends as faddish, embarrassing, or somehow even elitist, like the people who went for them were trying to fool someone. But as far as I can tell, things changed. You can see it just visually: Neon t-shirts and skinny pants and fashion and "hipster"ism-- the stuff some indie kids recoiled from when new electro came along-- won out. Daft Punk and M.I.A. have big old parking spots reserved for them in the indie world. All sorts of new things wound up getting absorbed into indie's sensibility, because indie is a superb thief: It gets into things and then picks up their trappings. Electro, minimal techno, French house, the production on hip-hop and R&B singles-- at this point you probably don't think twice when an indie act grabs something from these genres; you don't think twice about whether the result is "indie" or not. It's assimilated, just another option.

[...]

"Indie" got ever more widely adopted as pop music for the "thoughtful" person-- the sophisticated boom-boom. And be honest: Why wouldn't loads of everyday non-music-geek people hear a good Iron & Wine song and think not just "hey, that's really pleasant," but also "hey, that's kinda different and interesting?" Why not, if you put it in front of them? The sheer fact that it was available made a huge difference. I'll spare you a long, old-mannish digression about the things I had to do, pre-Internet, to engage with the music I wanted to hear; it was a constant and hilariously archaic scramble. But these days, these things float past you everywhere, and I'm hard-pressed to think of many acts I'd recommend that you couldn't very casually, within two minutes of web-searching, check out right on your computer. More and more, we define ourselves-- or pride ourselves, or at least "express" ourselves-- via our skills in picking interesting things out of that cloud of options.
We probably shouldn't be surprised that somewhere in this process, "indie" completed its trip from being the province of freaks and geeks to something with cachet-- something that appeals to people's sense of themselves as discerning. Something that is, in some quarters, enough of a staple of "cool" that people begin to feel oppressed by it, to the point where some people's defense of liking it is no longer a defense against being weird, but a defense against being trendy.

via pitchfork.com

Samstag, 19. September 2009

The stars get bright when you're close, and when you're too near they'll burn you

But it's not like I got anywhere else to go, anywhere better to spend my affections. So I go back to work, instead.

The price that life exacts

"Each time we make a choice, we pay with courage...and count it fair. Courage is the price that Life exacts for granting peace. The soul that knows it not, knows no release from little things." - Amelia Earhart

Freitag, 18. September 2009

I want him to wear


True Al Pulli blue


True True Goyo Hoody

via kolibrishop.com



for me:

Muubaa Curved Zip Black Leather Jacket

via muubaa.co.uk & Frontline





Yumi Abstract Cat Tunic Grey


Dico Massay Low Creep Boot Brown
the colour is amazing

AND

Laptop Bags by Royal Republic

last stuff via coutie.com



dreams

Donnerstag, 17. September 2009

Late Night

Harald Schmidt is back!
Zusammen mit Katrin Bauerfeind, meiner persönlichen Heldin im deutschen Fernsehen! Charlotte Roche reloaded and updated.
Viel hat sich nicht geändert. Schmidts Bart sah nie besser aus, Helmut Zerlett ist dabei, Nathalie Licard wurde (anscheinend) ersetzt durch Bauerfeind. Oder ist sie gar die Summe aus Nathalie und Oliver Pocher? Sympathisch, frisch, und ein großer Zugewinn! Auch eine Institution wie Harald Schmidt muss an die Zukunft und Zuschauerbindung denken. Auch wenn er es abstreiten würde.
Jedoch wird Manuel Andrack immer schmerzlich von mir vermisst bleiben; allein schon für sein wunderbares Lachen / Kichern aus dem Off. (Im Frühjahr 2009 hatte er seine eigene Sendung und schreibt einen Wanderblog.)
Zu Gast war der Unternehmer Wolfgang Grupp. Mir, als Jungspund, bislang ein Unbekannter. Ein Unbekannter mit sehr angenehmer Stimme.

Stimmiger Auftakt, der einiges verspricht.

Die nächsten Donnerstag Abende sind wieder Schmidt-Zeit! Ich bin gespannt

Yes, I can!

As I could anticipate it, since it got worse everyday, my desktop computer finally cracked. Just when I had the motivation (time pressure) to write my paper..
It still runs, somehow. But nothing works. *sigh* So I bought me my christmas present three months earlier than thought:

dear new one

At least I hope not half of my music collection is lost. I'll handle it with kid gloves - to rescue at least some..
I'm off to write my final papers!

Dienstag, 15. September 2009

remember the time you drove all night


via Ryantown

love his art
going to read the newspaper now

my goodness!!


Monsters of Folk

Tracklist
1.Dear God (sincerely M.O.F.)
2.Say Please
3.Whole Lotta Losin'
4.Temazcal
5.The Right Place
6.Baby Boomer
7.Man Named Truth
8.Goodway
9.Ahead of the Curve
10.Slow Down Jo
11.Losin Yo Head
12.Magic Marker
13.Svetlana
14.Map of the World
15.The Sandman, the Brakeman and Me
16.His Master's Voice

The Monsters of Folk is an indie/folk supergroup consisting of Conor Oberst (of Bright Eyes and Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band), Mike Mogis (also of Bright Eyes), Jim James (of My Morning Jacket) and M. Ward (of She & Him as well as a succesful solo musician). Oberst, James and Ward all share vocal and guitar duties with Mogis playing drums. The Monsters of Folk toured as Bright Eyes, with Jim James and M. Ward, and developed the name Monsters of Folk while on tour. The band will release their debut self-titled album on September 22, 2009 on Shangri-La Music.

via indiepassion.blogspot.com

going to bed now with this wonderful piece of music

Yvan war am Werk..


und erwischte Schnati und Jessie von Les Mads auf der New Yorker Fashion Week
Fleißig, fleißig, die beiden

via yvan.blogspot.com

Montag, 14. September 2009

KronKron

Finally something about the most fashionable and famous shop at Reykjavík's shopping street Laugavegur in the middle of the city. A must-shop when you're there.



It was voted as one of the world's 10 coolest stores and stocks unique designs with only few pieces of each style.

A lot of fashion from brands I could try on for real the first time: Vivienne Westwood, Henrik Vibskov, Bernhard Wilhelm, complexgeometries, Eley Kishimoto, Opening Ceremony, WoodWood..

The Guy was in love with a cardigan by Marc by Marc Jacobs, but 53000 ISK (approx. 310€) was too much for even trying on.. same for me. For the love of my bank account I couldn't try on a single thing.



Kron Kron
Laugavegur 63b
101 Reykjavík
www.kron.is

you have to see..




Tom Ford: "It's really a film about love and isolation that I think all of us feel, so it is very universal."

Nominated for the Golden Lion at the 66th Venice International Film Festival, and Colin Firth got the Coppa Volpi for Best Actor

Sonntag, 13. September 2009

street fashion



The Face Hunter shoots The Sartorialist shooting..


Love it. Love Yvan

via yvanrodic.blogspot.com

iceland



















Samstag, 12. September 2009

again


Bernhard Wilhelm Black Zip Jacket


Acne Wham Sweater Dress w/ Scarf


APC Madras Leather Sandals


Acne Tanami Laceup Boot

all via www.creaturesofcomfort.us

Freitag, 11. September 2009

elegante blässe

Ich kann es nur begrüßen und beipflichten, dieser Ansicht. Ich bin schon immer extrem blass gewesen, wurde oft darauf angesprochen, wie ungesund ich doch aussähe und musste mich deswegen immer wundern. Was macht Natürlichkeit unattraktiv? Warum müssen wir uns Menschen alle angleichen, bis jegliches Individuelle verschwunden und die Welt langweilig ist?
Ich stehe zu meiner Hautfarbe, und liebe sie! Zu rechtfertigen gibt es nichts.
Schade nur, dass auch ich den gesellschaftlichen Druck immer wieder gespürt und verinnerlicht hatte. Das Schönheitsbild und -ideal des Westens ist einfach nur krank. Kennzeichen einer von Wohlstand gesättigten und gelangweilten Gesellschaft.

going to buy..

this

and that

at H&M..

I'm in love

friday I'm in love




all by Urban Outfitters