I meant to write about all these topics today, but I ran out of time.
Maybe later!
They are finally going to start opening Mujis in America. This excites me greatly. During my time in Japan, Muji was one of my favorite places to go.
My favorite Muji purchase was this set of collapsable cardboard speakers. I wish I remember what happened to them. They would be even more useful now that we are living in the era of the iPod.
This is much better than anything I could ever have written, and pretty much exactly how I feel. So I must link.
I love the Indiana Jones films. All four of them.
They never break new ground, but they’re not supposed to. Indiana Jones is to action movies what Kill Bill is to Kung Fu movies. A large-budget homage to genre film.
Most everyone I’ve talked to about this movie has the completely wrong idea. Most of their complaints are that they think monkeys with pompadours, refrigerators, and aliens are implausible.
But, seriously, is the Ark of the Covenant real? How about the mystical Sankara Stones? What about the Holy Grail? That’s what I thought.
This is Lucas and Spielberg’s attempt at creating a modern day adventure serial. You know, Flash Gordon and Tarzan. Swordfights, villains, treasures, etc. This new movie has that all in spades. It’s great. Why would you expect realism from Indiana Jones? It’s never had it, and it never will.
Overall, I think people want to hate the movie. We were all burned by the new Star Wars movies. We don’t want to see our childhood drug out of the closet, cleaned up with computers, and put up for sale. This shit is sacred, godammit.
Let’s face it, part of why we liked the first ones so much is that we saw them when we were kids. You wouldn’t be nearly as excited about this movie if you were 25 when Raiders came out.
We all know about things that were once great and came back to us later in sorry shape. Star Wars, The Smashing Pumpkins, Metallica, Paul McCartney, Aliens Vs. Predator, etc. I think it’s gotten to the point now where we just expect this kind of thing to suck.
I wanted it to be awesome, and it was just what I wanted. I’ve seen it twice already. I love dark caverns, ancient temples, and waterfalls.
Hi, I’m the mid-to-late 90’s. My hobbies include looking desaturated and pretending that I’m much more important than I really am.
I recently found out that Robert Quine, nephew to W.V.O. Quine (one of my favorite philosophers) was in The Voidoids. What next, do I find out that Kurt Cobain is Adrian Frutiger’s great grandson?
None of this matters in any significant way, but it makes me feel all tingly inside.
UPDATE: He also played guitar on Girlfriend. Jim DeRogatis once said that the guitar solo on Serve The Servants sounds like Robert Quine.
This is why I hate pitchfork.
Their editorial style is about two (tiny) steps above myspace.
I think it goes without saying that I think a real editorial style is a good thing.
I can Just imagine the creation process for this ad. “Should we make it ‘WTF!!!!!!!!111111′ or just ‘WTF!!!!!!!!’?”
At this point I read the damn site just because I don’t want to miss the (some) of the news they report. I have to sift through their cutesy bullshit and indie-posturing crap all because I don’t want to miss bands playing near me. I mustn’t forget to mention, in this ad, how they are downplaying their influence. “OMG! RADIOHEAD IS PLAYING FOR OUR LITTLE STUPID WEBSITE THAT NOBODY READS!” Fuck you, and also, fuck you. How did you get so important? How did this happen? I would love you if you didn’t have such an insufferable attitude about everything.
Also, I think that hipsters, as we know them in the 00s, wouldn’t exist without Pitchfork. I can’t really back that up, but I would love to be able to prove it some day.
I bet they have meetings where they tell writers to submit less professional writing. I just know it’s true. It has to be, or my fragile little world would collapse.
Stop sharing your rips of cds with scratches on them. You almost make me want to pay for shit. Christ.
