Serge Gainsbourg and Jerry Lee Lewis rhapsodizing about women and fucking in Bourges, France, 1987. Raw video footage shot for French TV but never broadcast for obvious reasons. This is epic.
I like the breezy psychedelia and delicate grandeur of MGMT’s sophomore album Congratulations. Here’s a brand new video for the title track. It’s a strange, oddly moving little film. One of the contenders for my top 10 videos of 2010.
I love me some Dolly Parton and I especially adore this fashion show on The Mike Douglas Show in 1977. Dolly can do no wrong in my eyes.
(via The WOW Report)
While I agree with most of what Jarmusch has to say in the above quote, I question whether or not originality is non-existent. You may be inspired by or steal from other sources, but ultimately what you create - from whatever you got from wherever you got it - is your own original creation no matter that it’s composed of received elements. If nothing else, the energy originates from you and therefore is original. If originality is dead then aren’t we all? If originality is dead then what drives art? Has the shock of the new turned into a recycled thud?
Here’s a fascinating look into the process Jarmusch went through making the soundtracks for Dead Man with Neil Young and Ghost Dog with RZA. All three artists seem to enjoy working in the moment, improvising and spontaneity, and I find the results quite original.
The Mysterious Lady (1928)
Breathtakingly gorgeous piano cover of “Where Is My Mind?” by Maxence Cyrin. Wow! Wow! Wow!
Who woulda thunk a Status Quo pillow existed? Thanks to Manbroidery, it does now.
Men who embroider or knit unite! Join and post in this awesome group. Men can sew, too. Don’t forget it! Post any works or pictures of “the process”. Any fiber art is allowed. Thanks.
(via Everlasting Blort)
I’m going to have mine pressed into Eddie Murphy’s “Party All The Time.” From Wired UK:
Music lovers can now be immortalised when they die by having their ashes baked into vinyl records to leave behind for loved ones.
A UK company called And Vinyly is offering people the chance to press their ashes in a vinyl recording of their own voice, their favourite tunes or their last will and testament. Minimalist audiophiles might want to go for the simple option of having no tunes or voiceover, and simply pressing the ashes into the vinyl to result in pops and crackles.
Company presses your ashes into vinyl when you die
(via Nerdcore)
There’s so much to love about this. Although the guitarist seems keen to play it straight, the rhythm section is too gloriously inept to do anything other than turn it into a no wave/skronk classic. Better than the original.
Thanks, Jon Charles Newman !
Mondo Balordo (Crazy World) is one of the better of the many sleazoid mondo flix that burst onto the scene in the sixties like a particularly virulent strain of cinematic clap. It’s narrated by Boris Karloff and features footage that was considered pretty wild when it was released in 1964.
Boris Karloff unlocks man’s oldest secrets and exposes the hidden intimate shocking scenes of love… around Our Crazy World!
In this clip, 27 inch tall Franz Drago channels Louis Prima as he and his band perform ‘I Ain’t Got Nobody.’
I’ve done my best to dig up more info on Franz, but I’m coming up snake eyes. If anybody out there has the inside skinny on this cat, please enlighten me.
I just randomly stumbled upon and decided to share this late 60’s Japanese chocolate commercial featuring The Walker Brothers
This of course made me want to hear The Sun Ain’t Gonna Shine Anymore because it’s such a hauntingly beautiful song.
Hear/see that and more Walker Brothers after the jump…