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psfk…

If you read this thing at all, you know it draws a bunch on psfk. If you aren’t down they are a kind of creative consulting agency out of NYC with offices in London, Hamburg, Manila, Sao Paulo, and Shanghai. Anyway, other an being kinda’ a big deal they are pretty progressive/critical when it comes to their outlook on modern advertising/marketing/consumer culture/environmental stuff. So… right… they are a pretty cool/smart outfit and I have been lucky enough to blog a bit for them recently (here and here) and hopefully Ill do more soon. Anyway, look for ‘em at psfk.

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Matt Levine… Coolest. Dude. Ever….

This might have been the funniest, strangest, most thankGodILiveInPhillyingest article I have ever read. I thought these guys only existed in Ricky Gervais films. Matt Levine, my hat is off to you.

Please read all the comments.

Bored at Work… McKibbin Lofts… The Fader’s F2… Brûlé on Local… Vuitton on 5th…

-Really funny/interesting/sad look at Brooklyn’s infamous McKibbin Lofts in the NYT. The best/worst part is the end; in a junkyard of a building populated by young 20-somethings we have this:

The oldest residents are believed to be Mel Smothers and his wife, Lizzie Hansen, who are both 61 and live at 248. Mr. Smothers moved from California three years ago to pursue a lifelong dream of becoming an artist in New York, and Ms. Hansen later followed, reluctantly. The McKibbin had the only loft space that Mr. Smothers could afford. The previous tenants were skateboarders, so he had to disassemble the ramp they had -built and the four doghouse-like structures they had slept in. He has since lined his and Ms. Hansen’s tiny bedroom with insulating foam.

“Here’s why I stay. It’s still the cheapest lofts around because it’s so badly managed,” Mr. Smothers said. “Once I make enough money, I’m moving out of here.”

-In my opinion, The Fader is the best music blog/mag out there. Not content with simply offering their well-done physical magazine in .pdf online, they came out with an online-only form of the magazine: F2. At first I wasn’t really sure why they went through the trouble, but looking at it makes their purpose a little clearer. Technically its not really a magazine, or it is, though with minimal text and really image heavy. This is a cool concept, a magazine that really couldn’t exist in physical form (pictures too big and text too small), but on the computer looks really good and is manageable. I like it. It is being produced by Timberland and each issue (it’s a quarterly) focuses on a different movement in contemporary music and profiles 5 different artists that are part of it. Issue 1: The New Disco.

-psfk posted an op-ed from Monocle’s founder and king of lifestyle-porn, Tyler Brûlé. I think it’s interesting and gets at what luxury really means to people (ideas pushed by ads and trendsetters versus what the thing is actually made of and how it is made), especially in today’s outsourced world. He talks specifically about the locally produced goods movement and how its getting people to think twice about why they are paying premium prices for poorly-made lux goods that are being produced in developing countries. It is funny that these brands get some kind of “Italian-made” cache when their stuff’s being made in China next to Old Navy t-shirts. Anyway, I have copied it below (probably illegally) underneath the Vuitton storefront pics from the 5th ave. store in NYC (via psfk).

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From Melbourne to Gothenburg to Minneapolis, retailers of everything from vegetables to fine knitwear are surveying the landscape, speaking to consumers and responding accordingly. When these businesses venture out into the wholesale market to purchase goods they’re disillusioned by rails filled with expensive, shoddily stitched garments made in countries with dirt-cheap labour costs and questionable employment laws. They’re unimpressed by porcelain companies that still sell their Swedishness but manufacture in Thailand. They’re worried that there’s no respect for finish or detail and that some of the world’s most respected premium brands (many gobbled up by dim private equity firms all working to the same, short-term strategies) have squandered everything in order to improve their margins while unwittingly offloading the real intellectual property - the painters, pattern makers, seamstresses and master carpenters.

I once asked the owner of a major Italian luxury goods house if she felt she was duping her consumers by playing up her brand’s Italian heritage while quietly manufacturing in China. She responded by saying she was creating jobs in China and that customers no longer cared where things were made and didn’t think about things like “mark-up”. I then asked her why, if she was so proud of her job creation in Shenzhen, wasn’t she proudly promoting this fact on her hangtags and labels? At this point the interview was brought to an abrupt close.

Few companies want to confront the follow-up question. Other than price, what’s the difference when both an original and a fake are cut, stitched, glued and bolted together in China, Vietnam and other low-wage markets? Is it really justifiable to get angry with consumers for opting for a fake when the mark-up for an original is extortionate and there’s no real difference in quality or the working conditions for the people that made the items?

-T. Brûlé

Urban Fishing… The Vielé Map… The Basilica Cistern…

Was gonna do a review of Santogold, but this was just too much. Picked this up on BLDG BLOG the other day…

“Anybody know if people are still fishing in Manhattan basements in buildings constructed over still flowing streams? Recall a story about that in the NYT some 30-35 years ago.”

More here.

Much of all of this “fishing in basements” craziness centers around something called the Vielé Map, named for its maker Egbert Ludovicus Viele. Vielé was a civil engineer (among other things), who basically superimposed Manhattan’s street grid on its once above-ground water systems.

There have been reports over the past century or so of basements in Manhattan flooding on account of underground water systems finding their way through cracks in the foundations of buildings. One can imagine situations where maybe a forgotten waterway leads under a given residence, as many of these streams were simply built over in creating what is now New York City.

The idea of the possibility of people actually taking advantage of these underground streams by ice-fishing through the foundations of their homes is absolutely crazy. I’ve really got to add that this is basically speculation and urban legend based on stories passed down… but possible?

Actually there are places where this happens. At the Basilica Cistern in Istanbul you have a cathedral sized room underground that is lined by 9 meter high marble columns. The room can hold 80,000 cubic meters of water, which is just ridiculous if you think about it. And I think you can catch fish in it.

I am reading Michael Chabon’s Maps and Legends where he talks briefly in one of his essays (its a book of essays, his first nonfiction publication) about how until very recently, there were still dark spaces on maps to be filled in. This inevitably conjures up a depressing, its all been done/nothing new under the sun/Indiana Jones was a big lie - gut feeling. But in filling in those dark places, we have inevitably created new ones that lead inside, and underground, and, maybe, as bldg so nicely puts it, into large rooms that smell of water where six men sit around an opening in the floor “holding fishing poles in the darkness.”

Geoff, man. Keep it up.

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Vice Mag Racist Bastards?…

So I posted a similarly titled “American Apparel Racist?” article a while back, which gets probably more hits than anything else that has been on this blog. The post was… I don’t know… (check it out here)… inflammatory? No. Not really… ummm… The picture was very questionable. That’s all I’ll say. And certainly many people felt strongly about it.
Anyway, so I had been reading through this new Vice photo book and I thought to do some Vice research online. I came across this NYTimes article from 2003… Below are some quotes that I was totally unaware of.

Few of Vice’s fans or customers seem to realize just how deeply hostile Mr. McInnes is to the liberal live-and-let-live ethos of traditional bohemian culture. It is a fair bet that a majority of the downtown population opposed the Iraq war and dislikes the policies of George W. Bush. But in an interview Mr. McInnes advocated changing New York license plates to read ”Liberalism Gone Amok.” Last month, he wrote an article for Patrick Buchanan in The American Conservative boasting of having converted Vice readers to conservatism.

He actually leans much further to the right than the Republican Party. His views are closer to a white supremacist’s. ”I love being white and I think it’s something to be very proud of,” he said. ”I don’t want our culture diluted. We need to close the borders now and let everyone assimilate to a Western, white, English-speaking way of life.”

In an interview in The New York Press last year, Mr. McInnes’s views came through in the coarse ethnic expressions he used in saying how pleased he was that most Williamsburg hipsters are white. As a result, he became the focus of a letter-writing campaign by a black reader. Vice apologized for Mr. McInnes’s comments.

Some people assume that such remarks are posturing, akin to the ethnic and anti-gay slurs that pepper the pages of Vice, establishing its rebel credentials. They argue that for 20-somethings raised in a multicultural society, ethnic slurs — part of contemporary street patois — do not have the sting they do for older generations.

“I don’t want our culture diluted”?!?!
Buh????
What an ass. I never get this vibe from hipsterdom but this is really disappointing. He just seems like this angry white kid that wants to react against a world that has only been in his corner. Fortunately, just last week the guy left Vice (Gawker article here). Lets hope his spirit leaves with him.

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Wes Anderson… The Hotel Chevalier… Peter Sarstedt… Where Do You Go To My Lovely… Download…

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I think Wes Anderson might be my favorite contemporary director at the moment and I am therefore totally siked for The Darjeeling Limited. The Hotel Chevalier is a 13 minute short by Anderson which acts as a kind of prequel to The Darjeeling. And while it was shown to viewers during the limited release shows for The Darjeeling, us normal people wont be privy to it in the theatres. This sucks, as it is a really nice piece and everyone is saying how well it introduces the film. What is cool is that they have released the short online for free. You might be able to download it from iTunes (for free) sometime soon (or now?).
(Phew, I made it through the entire post without mentioning that Natile Portman gets nekked.)
SO anyway, our first embedded video…

Also, that song played at the end… Peter Sarstedt’s Where Do You Go To My Lovely. Download it here.

Update: Get it here on iTunes. It was busy when I last tried to download it, so maybe give it some time.