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)
These are just prototypes and haven’t been produced yet by Brass Monki, but I think they should be. Very cool design from these folks.
Two new designs, based around the costumes worn by Batman and Robin in the TV series decades ago.
(via Gamefreaks)
Although I, personally, am not the biggest Joy Division or New Order fan, I do appreciate them and own a couple of “greatest hits” collections. However, I am assuming that there must be quite a few Joy Division fanatics amongst the Dangerous Minds readership, and y’all are in luck because a fellow going by the monicker of “50 Pound Note” has, with some like-minded collaborators, “restored” the JD/NO singles with the finest versions possible to assemble.
Basically what theyve done is make an all-encompassing box set of the original singles. In some cases, where there was a live recording used, they went to other, better, tape sources that have turned up since the original 70s and 80s vinyl versions were issued. This is a unique contribution to extreme music fandom and I applaud their efforts. From the Recycle: Joy Division & New Order project’s mission statement:
A careful restoration of Joy Division/New Order’s years on Factory Records (and maybe a little before and after).
All tracks were taken from the best/earliest possible sources to avoid modern mastering techniques which crush the dynamics. Tracks sourced from vinyl have been carefully cleaned and EQ levels have been tweaked for consistency. The artwork was scanned at the highest possible resolution and the type was reset when possible using the original fonts.
All of these singles are out-of-print. Many of the tracks have never appeared on CD. This was a labor of love from a small, devoted circle of fans.
These singles changed my life. I hope they change yours, too.
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)
For readers lucky enough to live in Los Angeles, this weekend there promises to be a pretty fabulous terrible event in the form of the Everything Is Festival! sponsored by the very wonderful people at the Cinefamily organization and the Everything is Terrible! video terrorists. Dangerous Minds will be attending so please say “Hi” and offer us free drugs:
Imagine a weekend where all your fantasies come true. A weekend where you can just be…free. Laugh until your sides literally split open, and feel as cool as a skateboarding, shade-tippin’ dog. We’re talking about the festival to end all film festivals—Everything Is Festival! (aka the 10th Annual Gathering Of The Terribles)! For reasons beyond our control (God’s plan), we at Cinefamily are giving the found footage freaks at Everything Is Terrible! free range of the weekend, and letting them do whatever the hell they want (note: we did have to say “no” to the all-night helicopter foam party). This makes it the official L.A. premiere of their latest mash-up feature-length film, 2Everything 2Terrible 2: Tokyo Drift, not to mention some of EIT!’s favorite movies in their uncut glory, plus dance parties, BBQs, a return of the Cinefamily Found Footage Battle Royal, and top-secret über-rare prints from the vaults of Cinefamily and Austin, TX’s famous Alamo Drafthouse! For more info on becoming a contestant in the Found Footage Battle Royale, click here!
Sounds pretty good terrible, doesn’t it?
More from Everything is Terrible! This clip is especially terrible.
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 !
Michael Leavitt, inspired by Harold and Maude
Super delightful Harold and Maude scuplture by artist Michael Leavitt. They’ll be showcased at Gallery 1988 in San Francisco starting Saturday, September 4th.
Crazy 4 Cult: Customs - Saturday, Sept. 4th from 7-10PM at G1988 SF!
Previously on Dangerous Minds: Harold and Maude paper dolls
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’ve written here before about how I used to go fanatically out of my way to collect memorabilia related to the movie Candy, in particular items emblazoned with photos of the film’s titular heroine, who was played by the comely Ewa Aulin, a one-time Miss Teen Sweden. Candy, which I didn’t actually see until much later was a “holy grail” movie for me, but when I saw it, my opinion was not favorable. (Nothing could have lived up to my high expectations to begin with, but Candy really sucked. But this isn’t about Candy, you can read what I wrote about that film here).
Another 60s goddess who I have a ridiculous amount of photos, movie posters, picture sleeve records, sheet music and even fine art photographic prints of, is Marianne Faithfull. Of all of my pantheon of 60s goddesses (Ursula Andress, Paula Prentiss, Francoise Hardy, Racquel Welch, Jane Birkin, Sandie Shaw, Joni Mitchell, P.P. Arnold, Claudine Longet) I’d have to say that Faithfull is, by quite a wide margin, my #1 favorite. Quite simply, there was no female anywhere on the planet as cool and as sexy as she was during the 60s. She was born with one of the most classically beautiful faces of all time and she just had that look which embodied the era as no other woman’s look or style could. A goddess, she was and still is.
A film titled Girl on a Motorcycle, alternatively known as Naked Under Leather, was made in 1968 to capitalize on Faithfull’s libertine reputation, acquired as the result of her having only a fur rug wrapped around her otherwise naked body during a drug bust at Keith Richard’s home the year before. In the film, Faithfull famously wears a black-leather catsuit with fur lining. Meow.
There’s not a whole lot of dialogue and even less plot in Girl on a Motorcycle. In a nutshell, Faithfull plays a young woman bored in her marriage who decides to escape, riding through the European on a motorcycle to meet her lover (Alain Delon). The audience hears her thoughts and existential musings. There are some spicy sex scenes with Delon that earned the tame-by-today’s-standards film, an X rating. It’s a little hard to follow and doesn’t make a whole lot of sense, but who cares? That’s not why you’re watching it anyway.
What we basically have in Girl on a Motorcycle is one of the quintessential Swinging 60s time capsule relics of psychedelic sexploitation. Is it a “good movie”? No. Is it a feast for the eyes. YES, indeed it is, and not just because of the gorgeous Ms. Faithfull, either. The European scenery is also brilliantly captured by director Jack Cardiff, a well-respected cinematographer who also shot classic films like The African Queen, The Red Shoes and Black Narcissus (Not to mention Rambo: First Blood II). There’s also the psychedelic jazz score from Les Reed to recommend the film.
In summation: Girl on a Motorcycle, it’s 90 minutes of great shot after shot of one of the hottest women ever born riding a motorcycle in a leather catsuit or else having that same catsuit removed by a Frenchman’s teeth. With great music and some solarized psychedelic stuff thrown in for good measure (and to foil censors). The end.
This is the trailer for Girl on a Motorcycle. Picture this going on for about 90 minutes and… you’ll get the idea:
Here’s a page with lots of photos and scans of the many, many different movie posters that were made for this film. I have owned many of these myself. Note, in particular, the Czech and Japanese ones mid-way down the page. This is the kind of thing that I set up Ebay alerts for. (Cinebeats)