you’ve seen this drawing before, but perhaps you’d like to see the PROCESS of it set to my obsession du jour, ariana grande.
maybe i’m just going to reframe everything i’ve already done by presenting it through a different app. maybe i’m just going to reblog old posts on a continued loop ourobouros-style. maybe i will rest on my laurels and spend the rest of my days eating cured meats and soft cheeses.
out of 642 pictures in my book “642 Things to Draw” i have 638 to go. is it too soon to have a retrospective post about all four pictures i’ve drawn?
Young Nudist at The Delancey.
Sorry, I’m not a photographer. This picture sucks. But the band is great. Check out the opening track “You and Me” from their album below:
I used to live in an old Victorian with Michael Coleman in Oakland with 1 - 3 other people. (The variables were (visiting) long-distance girlfriends.) There was an upright piano in the living room and I would wake up to the tinkling sounds of Michael playing jazz piano. I felt very lucky from behind my closed door. From the other side of the door, I’m sure, was probably the constant smell of skunk and bad tinny guitar.
He would casually tell me that the tires on my car looked like they needed air and I would be like, “Hey Michael will you play on my album. I don’t really have any money to pay you” and he’d be like “Of course.”
Then when we were recording overdubs, I wouldn’t have any written parts for him and I’d be like “Ok, Michael, in this one, you’re an old old vampire in a musty drafty castle and in your youth you used to play organ in this castle. Now, you’ve sat down at this organ for the first time in a long while, and these are the chords you finger. It feels good…familiar, even. Now go!”
And he would adjust some settings on his keyboard, punch some buttons, and he’d go. No questions asked.
(No questions asked because, obvs, any questions would be met with equally opaque directives from moi.)
If you like me or my music at all, please support Michael and all his endeavors! He’s musically generous and kind, even to the cockamamie roommates who overstep boundaries and ask too much.
And since I’m already on this nostalgic ramble, my other permanent roommate at that time was Harry who was also inordinately kind and a willing pawn to my musical machinations. Hear him croon below:
Playa played in my band in Oakland and NYC. The pay was half of my cut, which is usually laughable. Or, cryable because let’s face it, playing music at my level is not financially lucrative. Does this sob story stir you? If so, you can send love to Harry (in the form of money) here.
One time we had to play in a place that was in front of a bathroom and the stage smelled like pee. One time we played in a store filled with taxidermied animals.
One time we went to a piano bar and Harry sang Skylark and the old jaded curmudgeon behind the piano was impressed.
So, there. That’s one chapter from my living history. Let’s put the date at sometime between 2009-2010. BTW, can someone else do the mythologizing now, because self-mythologizing is a drag.
"Just the weight of the water drags me down, again. Guess I’ll think of the water it’s my friend. It’s just the way that the water makes me feel again.”
Who Wore It Better
So in gossip rags they have this feature called “Who Wore It Better?” where they juxtapose photos of two celebrities wearing the same dress and they ask you who looks better.
In this new series* which I’m gonna call ‘Who Wore It Better’ we’re gonna listen to two songs with the same title. Then you can decide who wrote the better song.
*probably not gonna be a series, as proper series require multiple entries, but just saying that it’ll be a series lends some gravitas to this post and —albeit specious— i’m alllll about gravitas, mah bitches!!
On Wednesday night I went to the Novotel Hotel in Times Square to see The Drums play. They were playing songs from their new album and one of them was called Magic Mountain. Listen to it below:
Pretty good, huh?
Ten years ago, in 2004, another New York band, Blonde Redhead, released a beautiful album called ‘Misery is a Butterfly.’ Magic Mountain was the ninth track on that album. Give it a listen:
Magic Mountain: who wore it better?
Celebration are back! In 2007 I was madly in love with their 4AD album “The Modern Tribe.” Apparently they self-released an album a few years later which didn’t make it onto my radar, but this new one’s on Bella Union. It comes out on August 18. This video is for their song “Tomorrow’s Here Today” and it’s stunning.
yes, i’m a little late with this one since it’s no longer ‘barely july’ and we’re even square past the ides of july. it’s because i’m not a pro yet so it takes me days to draw FEET, let alone angled feet, let alone feet that are supposed to be wearing hi-top sneakers or keds or nine west scrunch booties. so yes, it took me DAYS to outfit those background characters in that first panel. but this is why i quit my job. to do this. lol. to draw anonymous strangers with compelling footwear. hehehe…even though i worry about money sometimes, i’m having the best summer ever. i hope you are too!!
Perfume Genius says that the song “Queen” is about “gay panic” and feeling power over people that are freaked out by him in public:
“Sometimes I see faces of blank fear when I walk by…if these fucking people want to give me some power—if they see me as some sea witch with penis tentacles that are always prodding and poking and seeking to convert the muggles—well, here she comes.”