Hasta La Motion!

We were so despondent after missing Grace Jones’ show at Hammerstein this past Thursday that we put her new LP, Hurricane, on repeat and locked ourselves in our tiny apartments for the entire weekend. As time flew by we realized her first record in nearly 20 years is everything a rabid Grace Jones fan could hope for. Our fingers will remain crossed in hopes that she will come back to NY once the record is actually out. Until then we will continue watching the slew of videos that immediately went up on youtube last Friday.

Jean Charles De Castelbajac’s spewing vomit stream of pop culture insanity has the uncanny ability of making guests at his runway shows convulse with caligulan giggle fits at the sheer ridiculousness of their place in what always seems like some bizarre 5th dimensional punch line. Legos, McDonalds, Rubic’s Cubes, and now Muppett’s!!!!! Our face just melted on our keyboards!! He even has that doofus Lady Gaga decked out in Kermit pelts!!!

Marilyn Minter’s enamel on metal paintings and lush photography create such a white hot whirlpool of grime and bodily fluids that her textured and delicious depictions of girls eating raw eggs somehow transforms what would normally be a little bit of  a……uhhhh…health hazard… into a hot new fetish that everyone needs to get familiar with.

We just got back from the Capitol Hill Block Party in Seattle, which while full of many amazing moments – The Gossip covering Aaliyaah being one of them – had none quite as sparklingly impressive as those provided by SF band, GIRLS. Their thoroughly churned pot of Teenage Fanclubbery, 60s pop, lush harmonies, and grinding feedback left a crowd of 300 slackjawed for their first Seattle show. Check out their tunes HERE and cross your fingers for their shimmering reverb, red high heels, coogi sweaters, and awkward onstage banter to visit your town soon because their record will not be hitting the internetz for at least 4 more months.