If Desedo were a country, I’d bet that very few U.S. Americans could find it on a map. But then, they could always get help from South Africa and the Asian countries. Thank you very much.
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Helping The Iraq
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Shoes Melt.
While summertime fashion is go time for the dames, it’s rough on us here menfolk. But our saving grace is the kick game. With both bursts of color or a muted monochrome, the right shoes will ease you through the dog day afternoons. Soon come Bryant Park and the tents. We’ll be seeing lots of flannel, tweed and clunky boots this fall, as the designers who were teens during Nirvana now get some say in the game. Out the corner of my eye, I spied something that looked like a Hypercolor t-shirt. And Hammer Pants. Also brace yourself for your GFs rocking hi-rise jeans. On the dapper elephants, you’ll see some bursts of color via pocket squares and colored socks – thanks to our fearless leader the Sartorialist.
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UPDATE: But of course, leaders buy more sneakersHmm I was a year ahead of Hypercolor.
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Lil' Wayne goes to Maine
It’s been a pouring in the NYC.
So I had to gussie up the Bean Boots.
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In Red Ink
Writing, which has been romanticized as a solitary pursuit, is often undertaken by teams in the case of filmed entertainment. There is a tug of war inherent to any collaborative process. In order for the process to work, however, neither side can be dragged through the mud pit in the middle.
The collaborative process can work in many ways. Earlier this year I spent time interviewing a number of rock bands. Some wrote all music collaboratively. Others depended on one member to write the songs while other members focused on their individual instruments and play. Still, inherent in all of those conversations was the recognition that some mysterious element was also necessarily at stake for all parties in order to keep the process engaged. One musician described band practice as, “where we all go into a room together to hate each other for three hours so we can come out again and be friends.” At its best, creative work is both difficult and rewarding.
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Hard To Kill the Mojo Priest
Seagal does Blues. He even uses one of those BK voice over guy accents. You can’t make this stuff up.
Qmo-ro7eRMQ (link via make the logo bigger).
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The Clouds My Sofa
For as much time as I have spent waxing on about flat, graphic compositions, vast depth is also deeply compelling. The thought crossed my mind as I flew home last weekend that sunset, as seen from above the clouds, will make a pious man out of a sinner  at least for the duration of an east-bound flight from Las Vegas. It begs mention that any non-trivial shift in perspective provokes contemplation not of the nectar that we sip daily, but of the whole fruit itself. Boom-shots!
The camera cranes up at the end of any classically structured movie. As it does, our grip on the details loosens. If the film has had any affect, we drift into the dreamy darkness of music and credits for just a second before we hear seats snap back into place and the velcro sound of sneakers on a sticky floor. In flight, this moment can glow for some time as the camera continuously cranes above the action  particularly when the drama is comprised of the sun’s final bow.
“Forget it Jake, it’s Chinatown.â€Â
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The City We Knew
The Mayor’s Office of New York City is about to make it AGAINST THE LAW to photograph anything more than a snapshot without a permit and insurance. There’s a petition you can sign to try and stop this, and a rally today in Union Square.
This may not seem offensive to you, but think carefully about civil liberties, and it should start to scare you. Aside from creating even more financial and logistical barriers for artists, this makes it essentially illegal to document a protest, rally or demonstration, even if you’re not participating. So who bears witness? Not the citizens I guess. That’ll be against the law. But then, what does in matter when the city already video tapes everything you do.
