December 3, 2009
December 1, 2009
"A 15-year-old who threatened a passer-by with a hatchet on a city street and two companions told police they’re “Juggalos” of the Insane Clown Posse, said Gulfport Police deputy Leonard Papania."
Cool. Remember when we were all about 15-years-old and Eminem was beefing with ICP and he totally ripped them a couple of extra vaginas on some record? That was a funny time for hiphop. What am I talking about.
Seems like the only times you hear about these dickheads is when they’re up to no good. Would it be alright, then, if we all adopted the hypersensitive post-9/11 approach and started assuming that anyone with baggy jeans and face paint should have their ass beaten without delay? Just because they haven’t done something wrong doesn’t mean they won’t soon. I mean, that’s their thing—it’s cool to be a headache to society.
Anyway, how hard can it be to disarm a hatchet-wielding teenage gangster clown?
Today in what the fuck:
Here’s the video for Lady GaGa’s “Bad Romance” which is amazing because at one point she looks like the result of fusing Bart Simpson with an original iPod, and the whole video is like being trapped in Damien Hirst’s brain.
She’s awesome.
∞November 30, 2009
"Yes. I am already doing something every day; I started a little while ago. It’s a new thing for me. For 17 years I’ve been on this schedule with the magazine, I know it by heart. One and a half months of shows, a month of thinking about the next issue and maybe a week of vacation, then a month of production and another month of layout…And so on. The blog has a different tempo. Every day, something. Maybe it will turn out to be like Andy Warhol’s diary—’Today I woke up and had soup at the deli. The soup was cold. Then I talked to Brigid Berlin and she told me I’m a bad artist. Now I have to go to a party, bye bye, see you tomorrow.’ That would be genius."
