Saturday, January 22, 2011

David Ehrenstein presents ... Nico Day


By Way of the Green Line Bus (from The Royal Tenenbaums)

Nico interview

Nico (born Christa Päffgen, 16 October 1938 - 18 July 1988) was a German singer, composer, fashion model, actress, and Warhol Superstar.

Nico on Andy

She is known for both her vocal collaboration on The Velvet Underground's debut album, The Velvet Underground & Nico, and her work as a solo artist from the late 1960s through the early 1980s. She also had roles in several films, including a cameo in Federico Fellini's La Dolce Vita (1960) and Andy Warhol's Chelsea Girls (1966), as herself. She was related to Hermann Päffgen, who founded the Päffgen brewery in 1883 in Cologne.

She died in July 1988, as a result of injuries sustained in a bicycling accident.

Standing 5' 10", with chiseled features and porcelain skin, Nico rose to prominence as a fashion model as a teenager. After leaving school at the age of thirteen she began selling lingerie and was soon spotted by fashion insiders. A year later, her mother found her work as a model in Berlin. She soon became one of the top fashion models of the period.

Her adopted name, 'Nico', which she used for most of her life, was given to her by photographer Herbert Tobias who was photographing her on a modeling job. He named her this after his (alleged) ex-boyfriend, filmmaker Nikos Papatakis.

Papatakis was born in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia and spent his early years between Ethiopia and Greece. In 1939 he established himself in Paris and worked as an extra in films. Eventually, he owned the famous Parisian club 'La Rose Rouge' where performers included singer Juliette Greco. He was married to actress Anouk Aimée from 1951 to 1954 and from whom he had a daughter, Manuela Papatakis, born in 1951 He was then married to actress Olga Karlatos from 1967 to 1982, from whom he had a son, Serge Papatakis, born in 1967

In 1957, he moved to New York City, met John Cassavetes, and became co-producer of Cassavetes' Shadows (1959).

In 1963, his first film, Les Abysses, enjoyed a "succès de scandale" and was entered into the 1963 Cannes Film Festival which refused to show it. It was based on Jean Genet's The Slaves. In 1967, he directed another daring film, Oi Voskoi (The Shepherds) in Greek. During the Algerian War he was active in the Front de Liberation National. He returned to film in 1987 with a film in Greek, I Photografia (The Photograph). His last film was Walking on a Tightrope (1992). He died in Paris on December 17, 2010.

Nico Papatakis

Gloria Mundi

When Nico moved to Paris she began working for Vogue, Tempo, Vie Nuove, Mascotte Spettacolo, Camera, Elle, and other fashion magazines. She was briefly hired by Coco Chanel. In addition to her native German, she spoke four languages: English, Italian, Spanish, and French.

After appearing in several television advertisements, Nico got a small role in Alberto Lattuada's film La Tempesta (1958). She also appeared in Rudolph Maté's For the First Time with Mario Lanza, later that year.

In 1959 she was invited to the set of Federico Fellini's La Dolce Vita, where she attracted the attention of the acclaimed director, who gave her a minor role in the film as herself.

La Dolce Vita

Here’s a link to a more detailed clip from the film.

By this time, she had moved to New York to take acting classes with Lee Strasberg.

She appears as the cover model on jazz pianist Bill Evans' 1962 album Moon Beams. After splitting her time between New York and Paris, she got the lead role in Jacques Poitrenaud's Strip-Tease (1963). She recorded the title track, which was written by Serge Gainsbourg but not released until 2001, when it was included in the compilation Le Cinéma de Serge Gainsbourg.


In 1962, Nico gave birth to her son, Christian Aaron "Ari" Päffgen, commonly held to have been fathered by French actor Alain Delon. Delon always denied his paternity. The child was raised mostly by Delon's mother and her husband and eventually was adopted by them, taking their surname, Boulogne.

"My Only Child"

Nico / Icon part 1

In 1965, Nico met Rolling Stones guitarist Brian Jones and recorded her first single, "I'm Not Sayin'"/"The Last Mile", produced by Jimmy Page for Andrew Loog Oldham's Immediate label.

"I’m Not Saying"

Actor Ben Carruthers introduced her to Bob Dylan in Paris that summer.

Ben Carruthers in Shadows (produced by Nico Papatakis)

Dylan wrote the song "I'll Keep It with Mine" for her shortly thereafter, which she recorded for her first album, Chelsea Girl, in 1967.

After being introduced by Brian Jones, she began working in New York with Andy Warhol and Paul Morrissey on their experimental films, including Chelsea Girls, The Closet, Sunset and Imitation of Christ.

Nico in Chelsea Girls

When Warhol began managing The Velvet Underground, he proposed that the group take on Nico as a "chanteuse." They consented reluctantly, for both personal and musical reasons.The group became the centerpiece of Warhol's Exploding Plastic Inevitable, a multimedia performance featuring music, light, film and dance. Nico sang lead vocals on three songs ("Femme Fatale", "All Tomorrow's Parties", and "I'll Be Your Mirror") and backing vocals on another ("Sunday Morning") on the band's debut album, The Velvet Underground & Nico (1967).

Nico's tenure in the Velvet Underground was marked by personal and musical difficulties. Violist and bassist John Cale has written that Nico's long preparations in the dressing room and pre-performance good luck ritual (burning a candle) would often hold up a performance, which especially irritated band member Lou Reed. Nico's partial deafness also would sometimes cause her to veer off key, for which she was ridiculed by other band members.

Immediately following her musical work with The Velvet Underground, Nico began work as a solo artist.

Nico sings "Chelsea Girls" in the Chelsea Hotel

For her debut album, 1967's Chelsea Girl, she recorded songs by Bob Dylan, Tim Hardin and Jackson Browne, among others.

Jackson Browne

Nico Poem by Jackson Browne

Velvet Underground members Lou Reed, John Cale and Sterling Morrison contributed to the album, with Nico, Reed and Cale co-writing one song, "It Was a Pleasure Then. "Chelsea Girl is a traditional chamber-folk album, which influenced artists such as Leonard Cohen with strings and flute arrangements by producer Tom Wilson. Nico was not satisfied with the album and had little say in production matters.

For The Marble Index, released in 1969, Nico wrote the lyrics and music. Accompaniment mainly centered around Nico's harmonium while John Cale added an array of folk and classical instruments, and produced the album. The harmonium became her signature instrument for the rest of her career. The album combines classical music with a European folk.

"Winter’s Song"

"Evening of Light"

"Fearfully in Danger"

Nico released two more solo albums in the 1970s, Desertshore and The End. Nico wrote the music, sang, and played the harmonium. Cale produced and played most of the other instruments on both albums. The End featured Brian Eno on synthesizer. She appeared at the Rainbow Theatre, in London, with Cale, Eno, and Ayers. The album 1 June 1974 was the result of this concert. Nico performed a version of the Doors' "The End", which was the catalyst for her album The End later that year.

Nico sings “The End” in Tokyo

Nico on Jim Morrison

On 13 December 1974, Nico opened for Tangerine Dream's infamous concert at Reims Cathedral in Reims, France. The promoter had so greatly oversold tickets for the show that members of the audience couldn't move or reach the outside, eventually resulting in some fans urinating inside the cathedral hall. The Roman Catholic Church denounced these actions, ordered the rededication of the cathedral and banned future performances on church property.

Nico and Island Records allegedly had many disputes during this time, and in 1975 the label dropped her from their roster

Nico returned to New York in late 1979 where her comeback concert at CBGB in early 1980 was glowingly reviewed in The New York Times. She began playing regularly at the Mudd Club and other venues with Jim Tisdall accompanying her on harp and Gittler guitar. They played together on a sold-out tour of twelve cities in the East and Midwest.

Nico recorded her next studio album, Drama of Exile, in 1981.It was a departure from her earlier work with John Cale, featuring a mixture of rock and Middle Eastern arrangements. She recorded her final solo album, Camera Obscura, in 1985, with The Faction (James Young and Graham Dids). Produced by John Cale, it featured Nico's version of the Richard Rodgers/Lorenz Hart song "My Funny Valentine".

Nico sings "My Funny Valentine"

Three drunks singing along with her on "My Funny Valentine"

A number of Nico's performances towards the end of her life were recorded and released, including 1982's Heroine, Live In Tokyo, and her final concert, Fata Morgana, recorded on 6 June 1988. The double live album Behind the Iron Curtain was recorded during a tour of Eastern Europe, before the fall of the Berlin Wall, and made from recordings of concerts in Warsaw, Prague, Budapest and other cities, and was released before her death in 1988.

Between 1970 and 1979, Nico made about seven films with French director Philippe Garrel. She met Garrel in 1969 and contributed the song "The Falconer" to his film Le Lit de la Vierge. Soon after, she was living with Garrel and became a central figure in his cinematic and personal circles. Nico's first acting appearance with Garrel occurred in his 1972 film, La Cicatrice Intérieure. Nico also supplied the music for this film and collaborated closely with the director. She also appeared in the Garrel films AnathorLes Hautes Solitudes, released in 1974, Un ange passe (1975), Le Berceau de cristal (1976), starring Pierre Clémenti, Nico and Anita Pallenberg, and Voyage au jardin des morts (1978). His 1991 film J'entends Plus la Guitare is dedicated to Nico

La Cicatrice Interieure


J’entends plus la guitaire

Elle a passé tant d'heures sous les sunlights

Nico was a heroin addict for over 15 years. In the book Songs They Never Play on the Radio, James Young, a member of Nico's band in the 1980s, recalls many examples of Nico's fiendish behaviour due to addiction. But just before her death, she had managed to kick the habit and had embarked on a regimen of exercise and healthy eating. Despite her musical talents and singing, she was deaf in one ear, which made it difficult for her to understand what others were saying. She was also said to have been a vegetarian, as well as a self-proclaimed nihilist. Nico saw herself as part of a tradition of bohemian artists, which she traced back to the Romanticism of the early 19th century. She led a nomadic life, living in different countries. Apart from Germany, where she grew up, and Ibiza, where she died, Nico lived in Italy and France in the 1950s, spent most of the 1960s in the US, and lived in London in the early 1960s and again later in the 1980s, when she lived intermittently between London and Manchester.

On 18 July 1988, while on holiday with her son in Ibiza, Spain, Nico had a minor heart attack while riding a bicycle and hit her head as she fell. A passing taxi driver found her unconscious and had difficulty getting her admitted to local hospitals. She was incorrectly diagnosed as suffering from heat-exposure and died at eight o'clock that evening. X-rays later revealed a severe cerebral hemorrhage as the cause of death.

Nico was buried in her mother's plot in Grunewald Forest Cemetery in Berlin, Germany. A few friends played a tape of "Mütterlein", a song from Desertshore, at her funeral.

I was in Nico’s presence (one did not “know” her) on few occasions in the 60’s -- at the Silver Factory and at the Filmmaker’s Cinematheque when The Chelsea Girls was first shown.

I saw her perform live at the Whiskey a year before she died. When she sang “Deutschland Uber Alles”, some punks in the audience gave her the Nazi salute. She stopped them.

Her “special guest” was Tim Hardin. Looking like a Teddy Bear with half the stuffing pulled out, her old junkie pal was a total stranger to the punk-dominated audience. He sang like an angel. A few weeks later he was found dead of an overdose. Most likely a “hot shot” administered by a vengeful dealer. But the cops didn’t care. One junkie less.

Marianne Faithful will sing us out.



p.s. Hey. After Nico practically swept the answers to my recent 'who is your favorite singer' question, it was just a matter of a short time until she got the full-fledged blog Day she'd long deserved, and the masterful and generous David Ehrenstein has brought his full game to the plate this weekend. Please spend some of the next couple of days sharing your Nico related waxings, opinions, and memories with the d.l. in charge. Thanks. And tremendous thanks to you, Mr. E! ** David Ehrenstein, And there you are, sir. Hugs from across the world for taking care of Nico and all of us this weekend. You know, I don't think I've ever read Reynolds Price. I should, yes? And weird/ bad/ suspicious about Keith Olbermann's exit. He was definitely my fave of the MSNBC gang. Wonder what he'll do now. ** Killer Luka, Hey. With that windfall, I'd say a Miles Pride Museum is in order. It'd be good for the Minneapolis economy as well as for a portion of humanity. Thanks for the heads up on your FB friendship with Roxy Red. I asked for his friendship, and he accepted. If he wasn't Catholic and didn't have bad taste, I'd be very disappointed. ** Sypha, Eagle eye there. I'm the only purchaser of that edition? I need to get it signed by you then at some point to get it up to maximum possible value. 'Brigit' is a nice title. What's the novel about? ** Tomkendall, Howdy, Tomster! Man, that is some wonderfully dramatic upswinging going on there! About time. Wow, that magazine you're in really does look beautiful. Everyone, Tom Kendall, awesome writer and d.l., has a story in this new, I think, magazine called Some Ways to Disappear, and the mag is a very pretty thing, as you can see for yourself and also order a copy by merely clicking here. What's the photographic collab project? Can you say? Just have patience with yourself on the novel front. That whole losing your gift thing is bull. Seriously. Anyway, man, such great news about the PhD and everything else, so great to hear! And, yes, get your papers in order and come visit us. ** Jax, Hey. Mm, no, I don't think my camera-wielding abilities are often remarked upon in a positive way, so thank you for that. Did you see Math's comment to you about salvia? If not, it's low down in yesterday's comments section, and it seems like it would be helpful. Hm, yeah, that '10 things I want to do before I die' ... good one. It's about time to do a new SPD. I think that could be the theme right there. Thanks, pal! I was thinking, 'Thomas did a Moe Day here?' *head scratch* but, as you probably saw, it was on his blog. Maybe I'll steal it. Let me go hunt it down. That nip across the channel today is so tempting, but, alas, I think I'm needed here. Well, actually I'm not, but you have a great b'day celebration, and wish her a very happy b'day from a peculiar friend of yours. ** Steevee, I hope the pain and tingling in your feet is easily explainable and excised, obviously. Let me know. ** Jon Reiss, Cool that you pulled out the Rollins interview. I like his Black Flag era, although it's mostly 'cos Ginn got so fucking amazing in that period. When you say nothing's happening with the novel, you mean with publishers and acceptances and all that depressing, stressful, illogical stuff? If so, don't give up on it, man. I mean. 'Closer' was rejected something like 18 times before it finally got a bite from Grove Press. Not right now, but otherwise I've always written journalism and fiction at the same time. It wasn't a problem for me. If anything, I felt like I picked up some basic skills I didn't have by sussing out the non-fiction gigs and working with magazine editors. I went to a party on New Years. I was here in Paris. That and negotiating very drunk people on the metro was my NYE in its entirety. What did you do? ** Pilgarlic, Yeah, Tommy James' stuff was in this weird place between radio pop and the more artful, serious rock back then. Plus, he had that huge jaw and wasn't cute, which I'm sure didn't help him with the teenyboppers. His genius is much clearer nowadays when the pop song structure is considered the footwork of a serious art form more naturally. The Archies song I like(d) is 'Comes the Sun'. It's a little less cutesy. I had this brief period where I wanted to write my autobiography some years ago, but I wanted to do it with a ghost writer like, you know, celebrities and sports figures do, but nobody was interested. ** Allesfliesst, I couldn't find that pic of the boy with the perfect nose, but here are some also-rans. The Czech porn star Peter Azur has a great example: here and here. And these are some guys with pretty decent variations: him, him, him, him. That should give you the idea anyway. ** David, Hi. Oh, the Recollets has hosted some pretty famous people, more famous than me. I'm not sure if it's cool to say their names, so I won't. But, like, there's a very famous fashion photographer living here now. And I already mentioned that Tricky was here. So, I guess I'm in the creme, but I'm not the creme. ** Toniok, Well, demanding is important, but, obviously, don't let yourself get too utopian. Oh, since I'm so godawful with email, I'll just tell you now that your post -- which is really beautiful and charismatic, btw -- will appear here on the blog on Wednesday, February 2nd. Thank you, kind and brilliant sir! ** _Black_Acrylic, Hey. Oh, that is a beauty, and that art piece, and smart as a whip. Everyone, behold the honorable _Black_Acrylic's 'Maquette for a Memorial (Silk Forget-Me-Nots with Comme des Garçons 2 Man Eau de Toilette)'. I figure that title will get you over there where the context will be explained. Enjoy! Pray tell about your after party adventures, maestro. ** The Dreadful Flying Glove, Ha ha, ham sandwich, no. Uh, chocolate and vanilla and hazelnut cake(s) w/ a complicated icing based in strawberry, I think. My old shower was awesome, yes, sigh. It's a bone quivering 0 degrees here, but I guess I'd take it over 30 degrees, push come to shove. Air pocket, happens. Redundant? Nah, man, can't be. Not you. Deep breaths. ** Armando, That is the man himself, but, no, I didn't actually meet him. I was just at the same party. I saw him, and I thought, that sure looks like Godard but it can't be, and I thought nothing more of it until I was informed a week or so later that, yes, it was him. My French publisher, who threw the party, publishes Godard's books, so mystery solved. So, I just breathed the same air as him. Better than nothing. ** Bill, I imagine anticipating the start of a semester is like my anticipating of a long plane flight to, say, Los Angeles, in which case, yes, hugs. 'Midori' ... I don't think I've seen that. Hang in there until the school bell tolls, man. ** Ken Baumann, Hey, Ken! Excellent news about your show getting picked up. I bet it was your performance in the final episode that kept it off the bubble. Not that it was anywhere near a bubble, I imagine. Mexico, nice. Where? Dude, you sound gooder than good. I just got back into 'Solip' yesterday after needing to put everything aside to write a theater text. I should be through it soon. It's so fucking good! Gooder than so fucking good! Thanks for alerting me to the Sig tweet. Thing is, he's on board, and it's you-know-who, the decider at the top, who isn't on board yet, as far as I know. Anyway, excuse my worrywarts. Best to you, bud. ** Marc Vallee, Hey, Marc! What a pleasure! How are you, man? The Larry Clark show was very good, of course. The problem with it, at least for me, was that it was dominated by, first, too much work from the 'Tulsa' and 'Teenage Lust' period that was very familiar, and, secondly, too much work he shot during the making of 'Wassup Rockers', which was good but kind of repetitive. So, the show was very top heavy and bottom heavy, but there was hardly any work from the 90s and 00s, which is when he did his best work, in my opinion. That was weird and disappointing. Nonetheless, it was a very good show, just not really representative, I thought. ** Tender Prey, Hi, Marc. Man, I'm sorry on the email thing. I swear today's the day. I've just been kind of out of it. Thank you about the photos, of course. Yeah, green tea Kit Kat, and you didn't get to see what I think is going to be the crown jewel of my Japanese Kit Kat collection when I finally stop being precious about it, i.e. Wasabi Kit Kat. Slurp, no? When I first saw 'Dark City' on release, I was disappointed, but when I rented it a few years later, I really loved it. I like 'City of Lost Children' a lot. Yeah, I love it, and much more than 'Delicatessen'. I had really high hopes for Jeunet after 'CoLC', but his films haven't carried through on the promise for me, and 'Alien Resurrection' was particularly awful, I thought. Some people have liked his new one, 'Micmacs à tire-larigot', but I haven't seen it yet. Did you like 'Brazil'? I'm in the seeming minority who kind of can't stand that film, although I like some Gilliam's other films pretty well. Oh, Kafka, yeah, I have rereading him on my list. I just have to finish the eight or nine novels I'm either partway through at the moment or need/want to read imminently, of course. But yes! ** Chris Cochrane, Hey, Chris. I wrote you and the gang first thing this morning. I'll watch my mail box to see what the others think. ** Thomas Moronic, Thanks, T. Yeah, I'm going to go find your Moe post and, who knows, maybe even borrow it, gods willing. How are you, man? What's going on? Is the novella polished off? What else? ** Steven Trull, My pleasure, man. What's going on with you of late? ** Math, Yeah, ha ha, you did look kind of crazed. My camera sucks in addition to my button pushing suckage. Kind of nice that you managed to both paint the town red and get painted red by it too. Maybe not the vomiting part, but I'm guessing that's just a wisp of a memory by now. Very complicated stuff with your dad. Sounds like you've got his stuff organized in your head though, so hopefully the visit will have a predominant wacky quality? Curious to hear how that went, if it's interesting to say so. 5 thousand dollars to camp at Coachella? Can't be. What?! No, really? ** Statictick, Hey, N. Oh, KK is the best, no? He should get the Nobel Peace Prize. He should. So, great all around, except for the stand-by status. It seems to work out pretty well, though. I have friends who swear by the stand-by route. I think I get too stressed in airports to deal with that uncertainty. I got the emails, I just need to go through them and make everything you sent arrived. I'll do that this weekend. I'm going through the guest posts chronologically, and I think yours is next. I'll let you know if something's absent or wrong. ** Creative Massacre, Hi. French fans are more enthusiastic? See, that's interesting because French crowds at, say, music shows and readings and stuff are much less demonstrative than people in the US in my experience. Apparently, wrestling brings out the French inner child or something. The new blog stuff is cool. You 'covered' them? What does that mean? Like a cover version of a song but with graffiti/tags? That's probably a dumb question. Everyone, Creative Massacre does Hush, D*Face, Paul Insect & Eine right here. Bon weekend! ** Misanthrope, The Coachella line up is weirdly really good this year after last year's worrisome mainstream moves. Well, worrisome is pushing it. Yeah, be careful around Little Show. School teachers have shorter life spans than most other professions, or I read that somewhere at least. Noses are powerful. They deserve their own religion. ** Andrew, My crappy camera didn't show it very well, but the Buche is a car. Here's a better, official picture of what it really looked like. I'll have to hunt down that popstar's poem. Sounds ... uh, awful. Yeah, from what I hear/ read over here, the word is meh on the new collections thus far. But people are excited about a couple coming up today, I think. I can't remember whose. ** Alan, Hey. (1.) I didn't know that was actually him until a week or so later. I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. (2.) January 15th: Oh, it was just the day that we happened to eat the Galette and that I also happened to read my interview in the 'Dark Stars Rising' book, in which I talked a lot about George, and it made me think a lot and kind of profoundly about George on that day in particular, and that made me look at the photo I have of him here more closely and lengthily than I normally do, and I thought about my longstanding idea to write a book about the real George, and I wondered if I should do that next, and so it was a day of my thinking about George a lot, and so I included the photo. (3.) No, not really. I just think that someone with that kind of nose way back in my childhood must have marked me for good. But since my characters so often have that nose, either in the writing itself or just in my head, I think about it when I'm working on novels, but those thoughts aren't springing to mind this morning. ** Inthemostpeculiarway, Thanks about the pix. My favorite Cronenberg? Probably 'Videodrome' with 'Dead Rings' being probably my second favorite. My least favorite of the ones I've seen is probably 'Naked Lunch'. What's your fave? I liked your day. Even when your days don't live up to your standards, they're still wonderful reads. My day was another blah, and it definitely won't make for a wonderful read. But my friends like Oscar and Kiddiepunk and Gisele and others finally come back to Paris this weekend, so that'll help drag me out of this room. Let's see ... I actually tried to call d.l. Mark a couple of times in order to see him, but my phone is being weird for some reason, and I can't get his phone to ring. Sometimes mine is weird with international calls, I don't know why. I downloaded the new Smith Westerns album, the new Robert Pollard, and the new Braids album, and I like them all. So, I listened to them, and, when Yury was here, I listened to the Twin Shadows album, 'cos that's his favorite band at the moment. I fiddled around with a new fiction idea, but I can't tell if it's going to be interesting or not yet. I went outside to wander around, but it was really cold, like -1 degrees, so I wasn't out as long and didn't get as far away from home as I'd planned. I made myself pasta to eat, and I ate too much of it, and I felt gross afterwards. I watched a documentary about Jean Paul Gaultier on TV, and it was kind of interesting, especially the early footage. I didn't know that he recorded a single back in the 80s called 'How to Do That' that was a big hit in France. I thought it was an awful track, but it's so 80s that it's kind of charming. Let me see if I can find the music video. Here. I didn't do much else. Yeah, kind of snooze of a day, but the law of averages says I'll have something better in store by Monday by hook or crook. In the meantime, how did you fill your weekend? ** Jeff, Hey. I caught your comment pre-delete by luck, I think. That's a powerful story, man. I could feel it in my nerves. I don't know, but I think it's important to keep that 'or what I think happened' thing in mind because I know you enough to know that if there's a conclusion to come to that will indict you, you'll come to it, whereas he might just as well have been amazed to see if you if he'd recognized you. In any case, I hear you about the feeling that the encounter produced. Thanks for sharing that, man. ** Okay, have a great time with Nico and Mr. E this weekend, okay? I will return to the fold come Monday.


Brendan said...

DC. Well posting first here again should let you know that I still can't sleep, but I am feeling a bit better. I've sort come to terms with the fact that this one piece/idea I've been struggling with just isn't happening the way I want and I am free to do other stuff. This other stuff may not work out either but at least I am excited about it and can proceed. But damn I still can't sleep.

I hung the pop up show today. It's up a week in Culver City. It's with three other artists I like and I'm happy with it. Only one new piece, so the pressure is mostly off me. I'll send photos if there are photos worth sending.

I need to get back to the gym and stop worrying about stuff so much. Maybe I could sleep then.

I also have never read Reynolds Price and I am wondering today why I never did. I'm pretty keen on Southern writing so I'm going to have to dive in.

Anybody here have a suggestion for a good Reynolds Price to start with?

allesfliesst said...

david, thanks a lot for nico day! her song "könig" was the inspiration for my first literary attempt that went beyond a few pages, and her voice is one of the voices of all times for me.

dennis, i see i see. innocence with a tiny little pinch of pig, huh? or not so little with some of these boys. they're all good.

have you ever come across john marston's play "antonio's revenge"? i'm preparing a lecture on renaissance revenge tragedy and over the last days i've read so much of that stuff that i can hardly tell one rape and murder from the other, but this one is interesting. marston was writing for a company of boys who played at st. pauls. apparently those boy theater groups were a fashion around 1600 for a couple of years. they would also sing choir music in between the acts, and one group was so successsful that they became a real threat to shakespeare's kings men and the other adult groups. in that play, there is a scene where the hero, who is supposed to be a young man and was probably played by a 13yo boy, kills the little son of his enemy who as a character is of the same age as the 10 or 11yo boy playing him. as the child claims to love the hero more than his own father (who is a villain anyway), he willingly lets him kill himself -- while the hero also loves the child and only kills him because he needs to in the course of his revenge. after stabbing the boy to death, he sprinkles his father's coffin with the fresh blood...

Jeff said...
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DavidEhrenstein said...

Bonjour tout le monde!

One correction: Papatakis' Les Abysses was not based on anything by Genet but rather was a version of the story of the murder ous papin sisters who inspired Genet's The Maids. Papatakis' film was written by Jean Vauthier.

It will be very interesting to see what Keith Olberman does next.

Not to mention NBC.

Sypha said...

Cool day David E. Nico's one of my favorite female singers, of course, and I actually prefer her albums to the ones done by the Velvets. "The Marble Index" has been in my top ten albums of all-time list for years now. She really was the original goth musician and it's no surprise that so many goth bands later embraced her (she liked goth music but said how those bands only played with darkness, while she lived it). Even Bauhaus' Peter Murphy once noted, "Nico was gothic. But she was Mary Shelley gothic to everyone else's Hammer Horror film gothic. They all did Frankenstein, but Nico's was real."

Dennis, yeah, but the Lulu version of "Grimoire" was only up for a few days anyway before Rebel Satori contacted me and I took it down. That reminds me, I should get back to looking at those proofs, especially seeing as I'm on vacation the next 8 days.

"Brigit" is kind of an apocalyptic novel inspired by, among other things, Stephen King's "The Mist," the film "Cloverfield," and a Paramore album. It takes place mostly in Pittsburgh, and has something to do with angels and a scientific experiment go wrong (that I assume is the cause of the apocalypse... I'm only 61 pages into it). It's also a Christian novel as my youngest brother is somewhat religious. It's good but very long... I wish he wrote shorter books. It doesn't help that I'm reading it on a Nook which makes it slow-going.

allesfliesst said...

i forgot to mention that the little boy's limbs are served his father for dinner in the end, à la titus andronicus.

Sypha said...

Oh yeah, and I just wanted to add that scene in Royal Tenenbaums where they play "These Days" is like one of my favorite scenes in any movie, ever.

Jeff said...
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DavidEhrenstein said...

It's what made me fall in love with Wes Anderson, Sypha. It's a perfect music cue.

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Christopher/Mark said...

Nico, Andy, Reynolds price and Keith Olberman all in the same day....

And Keith Olberman is still with us....

JW Veldhoen said...


alan said...

David Ehrenstein, Nice work. Most of these videos were new to me, including the one with Iggy.

Dennis, Would you have approached JLG if you’d known it was him, and if yes what would you have said? What do you generally say to well-known people or people you admire when you meet them?

Ken Baumann said...

It'd be nice to think that a single notable performance could keep a TV show on air... Deadwood would still be going! And thank you.

Cabo San Lucas!

Thank you for more of the Solip praise. Very happy it's working, and working how it's working.

Ahh. I forgot for a moment the pyramid! Well, fingers and toes crossed. For both our sakes, the sooner the better. I'm going to read the hell out of it, whatever logo is stamped on the spine.

DavidEhrenstein said...

The one with Iggy was made by Frederic Mitterand.

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mark said...

Hey dc, my cellphone died today and i don't have the charger, so if you want to call, it's 0140229016, the studio phone
sorry for the inconvenience

Killer Luka said...

speaking of self destructive people...:

Hello. I would like to talk about the film “Black Swan”. I approached it thinking i wouldn’t like it. I figured my being not only well versed in the history, politics and reality of the ballet world but also in film would allow me to take joy in tearing it apart.
I was mistaken.
This film blew me the fuck away. It was a seamless visual orgy of ballet, self -mutilation, psychosis and art. it made me want to MAKE ART. To call the film cliché is blatantly ignorant of the history of art. The main character is the classic Anna Karenina, Ophelia, Red Riding Hood. The theme of the fragile, vulnerable virgin destroying herself in the name of an idea of perfection via the loss of innocence is classic, not cliché, and is told over and over again for a reason. The extreme melodrama was the perfect servant to the essence of classical ballet and the classic Russian folktales off which these ballets are based; Swan Lake being an age old Slavic fairytale hundreds of years old.
The film mimicked the insanity and duality of ballet: suffering for beauty, disgusting body destruction. I definitely thought of Gelsey Kirkland as Giselle. The over-the-top descent into psychosis that sucks the viewer in is en par with the classic ballets so perfectly and convincingly that the film transcends its own celluloid and becomes a ballet within a ballet. Not to say it was perfect cuz there were issues with sound effects and some CG that bothered me but seemingly minor given the impact.
Natalie Portman is a fucking genius. I think it’s the most brilliant performance from an actress I have seen aside from Meryl Streep in “Sophie’s Choice”. I lost myself in her face. And the way her face changes as her character does is fucking epic. According to the New York Times, she has invented a new form of acting. To see that face HUGE on a screen in the dark…was mesmerizing and claustrophobic and dynamic and intense. fucking utterly insane gut rotting brilliance. i get heart poundingly weepy just thinking about her. she isn’t a cliché or a stereotype, she is an archetype.
But yeah it’s all about the drama…on purpose. If you have seen the actual ballet of Swan Lake (i know u have, shut up), it makes sense. it all clicks. this is the rare instance when “over-done” makes sense of perfection or perfect sense. Of course it is weepy and cliché and dances over the line of cheese cuz it’s classical ballet for fucks sake, but we love it. it has classic horror with classic beauty and that combination has never been shown in this way using ballet as a catalyst on film. The way the dance scenes are filmed is STUNNING. Dance has never been filmed this way. just fucking DUH and timeless.
As for the film references I enjoyed seeing: Psycho, obviously, as well as The Fly and Rosemary’s Baby. The DUH reference is The Red Shoes. A classic. same theme. my fave movie as a child.
just…god….i can’t say enough about how much i love this film. Actually she isn’t Ophelia; she is Hamlet.

Killer Luka said...

i just wrote "classic" 20,000 times.

Killer Luka said...

p.s. here is The Perfect Nose

postitbreakup said...

I had such a blah Saturday. On days that I don't hear from either of my only two friends who live in the area, I have nothing to do and then feel guilty for sitting around all day doing nothing.

As you know, since graduating I've been living at home and working full time. It's rather predictably killing me, I think (but what isn't?). I need to get a place of my own really badly, but my job isn't exactly stable since our company got bought out a few months ago and nobody knows, every day we go in, if it will be our last. So I just feel like as soon as I sign a lease on an apartment, I'll lose my job, so I'm stuck here, working weird hours (afternoon to midnight), coming home to a tiny dark townhouse, trying not to wake up my parents.

I've been completely off the anti-depressants/mood stabilizers for several months now. I suppose I'm "depressed" but I'm always "depressed," as you know.

Overall, I didn't get the positive results I was hoping for from this experiment. Since I used to write so much more before the pills, I thought maybe after them I'd feel like writing again.

Still don't feel like writing.

I had also hoped that maybe without the drugs inhibiting my mood I'd be bipolar and get at least a little mania, a rewarding burst of energy and sense of purpose for all the dreariness I've muddled through--even if it was only temporary. But nope, it seems that only my aunt got that piece of the puzzle, whereas I am just regular old depressed, as usual, as always, for years and years and for years and years to come.

postitbreakup said...

My depression is depressed and its depression is depressed and that depression's depression has its own depression.

It's so fucking boring to think about. It's simultaneously so boring it's shameful, but so dominating that it's the only thing I feel like I can talk about. And nobody wants to hear about it unless they get paid.

It's an incredibly unappealing topic. DFW wrote about it so well in "The Depressed Person" (Harper's abridged version is here) that there's not anything to add. (From me, at least.)

postitbreakup said...

It's like the absolute most selfish condition. I am constantly looking for something from other people that nobody can provide. That's the source of a lot of arguments with my mom, especially. I am just like crying out, "I want help, I want to feel better," but there's not anything anyone can do.

When I really, really think about it, there's not any answer anyone can give. If someone is too comforting then it feels like they're not taking my pain seriously or are trying to whitewash it, but if someone is just like "you're right, you're totally fucked and you should just shoot yourself," obviously that doesn't help either.

I know the answer has to come from within, but it feels like my "within" is the whole problem, so it's a constant stalemate. How can the problem be the solution? So that leads me to look outward for a solution and that only worsens the problem. And so I drink/smoke and get fat, and that just worsens everything.

Stuck. I'm just stuck. It's the opposite of being stuck-up... more like being stuck-down... but it's equally narcissistic and unattractive to have overly-low self-esteem as it is to have overly-high self-esteem.

I think I can't write because it feels like just more masturbation. I'm writing all day long, in my head, this stupid story that I'm the "star" of, so when it comes to putting something on paper/screen, it's like, why bother. I know how this ends.

It's like the advice you gave about blogging--it has to be about something other than yourself or it's unsustainable.

But depression makes it so hard to see anything but myself and my misery. I worry all the time that people don't really exist to me because I'm a black hole of need, and just having that worry seems to prove the worry's validity.

postitbreakup said...

I am stuck in my head and my head is so diseased and so how can the solution be in my head but it's not in other people because I have to comfort myself and love myself instead of hoping for my unrealistic "love" (read obsession) to be reciprocated from other people but how can I love myself if it's this fucked up idea I have about what love is...

If my mind is the problem and all I am is my mind then how is there ever a solution?

It feels like, in a video game, when you have some objective and you fuck it up and the game says "Objective Failed" but it doesn't force you to quit. The game intends for you to go to the start menu and reset and try again, but in the meantime you can keep playing in this world with no purpose and no hope, and that's where I'm at, but with no reset button.

alan said...

David Ehrenstein, Congratulations on your Vanity Fair link!

Armando said...

Well, to be in the same place as him and to have a photograph of him, which you took, is much, much fucking better than nothing, I'd say, haha.

You should have approached him! Man, I thought he didn't leave his house anymore, and that he didn't mingle with mortals anymore (except to make films, obviously). Man, that was HUGE. I'm sorry, I'll stop being obnoxious now.

Killer Luka said...

Killer Luka,

"...Swan Lake being an age old Slavic fairytale hundreds of years old."
This is blatantly redundant and sloppy. Do you proof-read what you write? You are clearly descending into a word/bird psychosis.

Marshall Stacks said...

Dear Mr E - thank you for your excellent Nico Day, an absolute tour de force.

but it commands the respect of repairing this tiny typo
- 'Her “special guest” was Tim Hardin. Looking like a Teddy Bear with half the stuffing pulled out, her old junkie pal was a total stranger to the punk-dominated audience. He snag like an angel.'
(and then delete this comment).

mark said...

cell back up...0642238141
sorry for craziness

Jax said...

DavidE, marvellous day! Like loads of people I discovered Nico through The Velvets and didn't know that much about her film career – OR the fact she was deaf in one ear, for that matter! You are the Daddy of the Detail man, for sure. I have vivid memories of listening to The Marble Index through old-fashioned headphones in my late teens and that awesome icy-cold voice just soaring up and turning my guts to mush.

Math: just found your post re salvia thanks to Dennis' kind directions. Wow, amazing description of its effects – now I'm wary again. But the fact you'd do it again – and are here amongst us to say that – reassures me. My brother-in-law didn't smoke it, he apparently chews the fresh leaves, after first brushing his teeth vigorously to – I assume – get the active ingredients straight into the blood stream. Not sure how much or in what way this alters the effects, but when (if?) I get around to having a chew, I shall report back. Thanks again!

Dennis, sorry – was the Moe Day on Thomas's blog? Sorry – but yes, steal it, it's wonderful (if Thomas M doesn't mind).

The birthday celebrations went very well, I played my part - and ate a cheese and cress sandwich on your behalf. It's weird – I'm defo getting more comfortable at these sort of occasions. Family wise, although I'm the eldest of four kids, I'm also the one with the unpindownable career-choice - apart from the TV soap work, which shot me to family acclaim! - so with that over I'm now back to potential conversations like:
“And what are you workring on now, Jack?”
“Um, a gay regency werewolf erotic novel.”
Blank stare. Long pause. Then subject change.
So I tend to keep in the background and let my more than capable sisters and brother take the stage. Wanna know what was really cool though? My mum called me her 'guardian angel' lol! And while I am highly sceptical of angels and, even if they exist, I certainly wouldn't qualify as one, I was touched.

Parents, eh? Can't live with 'em, can't shoot 'em in the head.
The new fiction idea thing you're fiddling with sounds interesting. And worth a daily fiddle, I bet.

Does paris get fog? We have amazing fog here right now: the real deal fog, thick and tasting of dry ice and awesome.

Take care, pal.

Jax said...

Killer_luka: I was interested in'Dark Swan' before - having read your imrpesisons I;m defo gnna see it! Cheers!

Killer Luka said...

Jax, SUH-WEET. honk honk.

yeah, oh shite snap, it's me again.
so i made my own movie poster for black swan...


i am a nice person, good with pets, very hire-able. really good with photoshop. i love all people, especially faggots. I even own a pair of sunglasses like the kind that the cop in Terminator II wore when he inquired, "Have you seen this boy?" Epic. Anyway I own those sunglasses. I bought them...

DavidEhrenstein said...

How very nice of Wolcott.

Scunnard said...
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Scunnard said...

Hi Dennis, good advice. Thanks!

Oh and David Ehrenstein: Great Nico day! Bravo!

Sypha said...

Killer Luka, yeah, "Black Swan" was really great. Great acting, great chromatography, great everything. The whole film was like a non-stop anxiety attack. Dennis, have you seen this yet? Even William Bennett liked it, and he doesn't just toss around 5 star reviews (I think he even said it was tied with Saw VII as his favorite film of 2010).

Sypha said...

Did I say chromatography? Damn spell check. I meant cinematography.

DavidEhrenstein said...

Watch out Moz -- here it comes!

Pilgarlic said...

David Ehrenstein, a simply beautiful post. A wonderful collection of all the best ! Nico, I mean, what does one say ? As people go, she epitomizes wabi-sabi
for me, the perfection in the imperfection. Dark decadence, and demure complexity, THE femme fatale, THE Venus in Furs ! I love kissing, like Bukowski, I believe it to be more intimate than fucking. Nico's full lips, even cracked, and blistered, invited kissing. I wanted to taste the decay, the delerium, and, perhaps, the desire. The music, her beloved harmonium, stuff heard in basement apartments, scarves thrown over the lamps, hushed conversations in the corners, felony happening on the coffee table. The image that, apparently, she grew out of. Ibiza, eh ? She always managed to live in the right fucking places, I swear. I wonder if she ever graced the rave scene, there, or, if it had happened before she was gone ? Anyway, great post Mr. E !
Dennis, you wanted to go the ghost writer route, rather than the oral history thing ? Cause, I'm, almost getting a headache wondering, who ? Somebody of a journalistic bent ? Well, anyway, after TMS, and movie options on that, and Bradford's concept album of the George Miles Cycle, approach the bio / autobio thing again. Hey, okay, see my shit-eating grin, my tongue is nowhere near my cheek. I mean, it could happen, yanno !
Reynolds Price, goddangit, a class act among the red clay rabble. I'm, almost, sure I have a signed copy, in pencil, nonetheless, of "Southern-Fried & Other Stories" back at Tybee, that a friend loaned to me that he, probably, won't get back unless he asks for it. If he asks, well, begrudgingly, with certain demands upon his stock of single malt, and cigar humidor. I mean, Reynolds would've wanted it that way.

trees said...

Hey Dennis,

It's funny, while I've always enjoyed Nico immensely, I'm surprised that she topped the Weaklings' list of favorite female singer. My personal favorite is Nina Simone.

My past week has been somewhat weird. While some good things have happened— a collared pup contacted me about occasional encounters, and he's...well, 19 and fucking intensely beautiful— I also became terribly ill, and sat on the couch for two days doing nothing but watching the first three seasons of "Skins," which actually isn't a bad little show. I also finally finished Mechanics... and really enjoyed it, especially "The Game Belly" and "Thorny When." Anyway, I have some antibiotics, so while I feel rather useless because I haven't exercised in several days, I'm going to try to venture to the gym today.

Being sick always helps me come to terms with loneliness, and how my friendships and relationships are wonderful and very important to me, but my way of being by myself is also infinitely productive and important. I had lost sight of that in the past couple of months, and it's nice to have that knowledge implanted in my brain again.

Anyway, I'll let you know more about my current projects in the coming days.


steevee said...

After talking to my pharmacist, I'm worried that the symptoms in my feet are a condition called neuropathy, which diabetes can lead to. Right now, the cold weather seems to be affecting my feet - I feel like I can never get them warm enough. I'm trying not to freak out until I can see my doctor about this.

DavidEhrenstein said...

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statictick said...

My internet connection has gone off and on and off again all weekend, so I want to rip this off while it appears to be working...

David Ehrenstein: This is a really wonderful Day, at least as much of it as I've been able to take in with any continuity thanks to my dumb cable provider. Nico is one of those artists that provides a really distinct and pretty chill.

Dennis: Yeah, KK's just amazing and generous. He's always got a nice way of cheering me up and giving me a swift kick when I need one.

Stand-by travel is something I've been used to since I was a kid. Mom worked for American Airlines. Stand-by used to be much smoother and not involve a bunch of plane changes and stop-overs. But it's the only way to get where I want to go right now, so I'll bring a bunch of crosswords and such and just suck it up.

This weekend, the Burton's showing Strange Powers, a doc about Stephin Merritt and the Magnetic Fields, and a curious-looking late-nighter called Exorcismus that could be total schlock, and I'm kinda hoping it is. Never heard of it.

Hey everyone.


DavidEhrenstein said...

So glad ebveryone's been enjoying this. I think Nico would be startled by her continued fame. She certainly wasn't one who wanted everyone to love her -- though nearly everyone did anyway.

_Black_Acrylic said...

@ David Ehrenstein, brilliant post of course. It's been bookmarked and forwarded to fellow Nico-worshippers.

@ Killer Luka, the film comes to Dundee on February 4th. I loved your review and now I'm even more psyched to see it.

@ Dennis, thanks for the praise re the artwork, it really means a lot. It's also gotten a great response from friends clicking 'like' on the Facebook photo. All this makes me incredibly happy. And as promised, there's a few photos here, taken in the gloom of a Dundee pub on Friday night.

Chilly Jay Chill said...

David - Great Nico day! Love the selection of clips you chose to illustrate it. How about a Garrel day sometime soon, focusing on his early films (including the ones with her)?

Dennis - Been sunk with computer woes recently and catching up on all the great posts around here. Glad to hear that "Them" went so well in NYC and the offerings are pouring in. Have you all been in touch with the guy from the Duke Performance series (Aaron Greenwald, I think)? He's been bringing some pretty avant theater work there recently, esp ones heavy in dance, including work by Ralph Lemon. Maybe a good fit?

We're still waiting for word on what's happening with my play in terms of any gigs. Been refocusing my attention heavily on my novel and getting pretty close to finishing a draft of the radical revamp of the book. A few more weeks, hopefully. Overall, feeling good about all the changes.

Watched some early Werner Schroeter films and knocked sideways by them. You a fan of his?

DavidEhrenstein said...

I adore Werner Schoreter and devoted a whole chapter to him in my book Film: The Front Line --1984 (Arden Press)

steevee said...

I've only seen 2 Schroeter films, LOVE'S DEBRIS and THE DEATH OF MARIA MALIBRAN. I wasn't blown away by either, but I'm very curious about him. I wish someone would program a retrospective of his work - I believe Anthology has tried, but there are few subtitled prints in decent condition.

DavidEhrenstein said...

His Italian films are the best, particularly Palero oder Wolfsburg (my fave) and Regno di Napoli.

I also reccomend his American film Willow Springs with Candy Darling and Christine Kaufmann.

nb said...

Damn I love Nico. Although I'll be the first to say I can't fucking stand Warhol. So shoot me.

Dennis, You doing good? It's in the teens here with single-digit lows, really very miserable. I have to start looking for a new apartment next week. All would be easier if I was just in LA. Did you ever get any chapstick?

Chris Cochrane said...

so hey - it's cold - Reading Ashbery's most recent book and bought a collection of his first 5 books - cool - I'm glad I could clarify for Ish that we don't need to pay for the art work for the Zorn Cd - John is very keen on us taking our time and making a great package. His language was something like the piece deserves it.

Misanthrope said...

DavidE, So funny that Alan found that bit in Vanity Fair, as I was going to say what an excellent resource this is as well as all-around typical DavidE excellency. I tip my hat to you, kind sir.

Postit, Sometimes the cure's in the poison.

Dennis, I'm all for the new nose religion. You can be the high priest. Though Luka's totally missed the perfect nose. Close but not perfect.

That makes sense about teachers. I've always wondered why doctors don't get sick more. Though mine's always fighting some sort of allergy or something. Always wheezing and complaining. But that's what he gets for looking exactly like Armistead Maupin.

Speaking of Maupin, I read The Night Listener a long time ago. So weird the parallels there between the story and the whole JT Leroy thing. Was he caught up in that too? I can't remember if he wrote that before or after all that came to a head. I'm thinking before, but I could be wrong. As is usual.

Ah, Coachella. Yeah, I'd love to be there. But I can't. I have about $40 in the bank. :'(

I think that's my first crying emoticon on here.

You don't spend much time on FB I know, but you ever find it depressing? I just clicked on there for the first time today, for about 5 minutes, and got depressed as hell. I think the virtuality of it all -the representation of human contact without there being actual human contact- is what got me. Or something like that.

Or maybe it was seeing the 300+ updates that made me realize that world goes on/will go on without me.

Andrew said...

Yeah, the Raf Simmons show was that day I think, but it was bitter-sweet because there's a rumour it may be his last collection....
I've already seen Yury's reaction on Facebook, you better either be ready to back a label or put him on suicide watch Dennis.
Yesterday they showed some of the streetwear brands that don't do runway shows or previews from ones who do; Willhelms collection was really toned down but presented weird with props that overshadow the clothes and KTZ previewed some stuff it's like Tron meets Conan- the Barbarian not the talkshow host.

Creative Massacre said...

Yeah..there's a video on YT that Matt Hardy posted of Jeff Hardy's entrance in Paris and the fans were pretty hot for it. It's crazy.

Covered…yeah basically something like that. In this book that I bought, it comes with pre-made and cut stencils from some really great street artists, it allows you to spray them and tag them wherever. It's a pretty cool book.

Nothing exciting happened over the weekend. I did find out that Kat got married, which is awesome. :) She's really, really happy now from what I hear and I'm totally happy for her. It's awesome she found someone that makes her so happy. I really wish her all the best. Anyway, I do have some exciting band news….the band I work for, The Issues, have decided to go on a two week tour of Europe in September and have invited me along! I've already got them a band to tour with, gear etc. Right now we're working on gathering the money from our Kickstarter page and working out the new album stuff etc. It's pretty exciting stuff…but I'm not getting too happy/excited about it yet, just incase something happens it doesn't work out!

My friend is coming over tomorrow and will probably introduce me to some new wrestling companies etc., so if you're interested I may have more links for you.

Have a great Monday Dennis. x

Bill said...

I'm not surprised there are so many Nico fans here. I like her ok, but I can't believe I forgot to mention Annette Peacock as a favorite. Let me think of some painful penance, like school starting tomorrow, argh.

Thanks for the hugs, Dennis. I think I'm particularly stressed because of my packed schedule over the next two weeks. Already. Sigh.

But it was a beautiful weekend, and I think the installation works ok in ideal lighting conditions. Of course I'm not going to get ideal lighting conditions when it goes up. I will think twice before committing to another camera-based piece in a club setting, sigh.


p.s.: that Alissa Nutting collection is extremely fine.

math said...

David E- what a tremendous Nico day. thank you!

Dennis- hey, i am here near Eugene. so far only 1 near-fight w my dad; happens the way it always does; he gets drunk and starts asking questions that dont make sense in the most literal way ['if one end of the cord is connected to the cord, where is the other end connected?']; i try my best to engage with the nonsense but am not successful; he thinks i am being difficult on purpose and withholding information. always happens around cocktail no 4.. hopefully i can tread lightly the rest of the week. we go buy him a new computer tomorrow. deep breaths deep breaths.

i met one of my 2nd cousins for the 1st time. he's 14 and so pretty i had serious trouble sitting next to him. i wanted to blahblahblah but we got to play xbox. which was sweet. i lost horribly.

i discovered this amazing hiding place in my dad's house! a tiny one. i tried to take a picture of it but it's not really suited to that. you know how in bathrooms, sometimes there will be fake drawers under the sink, like the under-sink wooden thing will make it look like theres 3 drawers or something but 1's a false front and the other 2 are real drawers? well, behind 1 of the false fronts in my dad's bathroom there's this weird little shelf. it's about 2' deep and 3" wide. i lined up 2 joints and a lighter on the thing and you cant see them cos the dark, youd have to reach in and feel them. im leaving em there, to welcome me back next time i have to come here. booyah.

jax- oh, the effects are more mild when you chew the leaves. and re me 'still being here', physically its an extremely safe drug. its wild as fuck but youd be quite hard pressed to od on it, etc. and yes, i would do it again, but i really like tripping, so.


math said...

theres less than an inch of clearance between the shelf and whatevers on top of it. i wish i could take a proper picture of it, but you cant, but thats obviously even better, re its possibilities.

inthemostpeculiarway said...

David Ehrenstein, really cool day. I like Nico but don't know enough, so now hopefully I will. The scene using her music in The Royal Tenenbaums was my favorite scene of that movie, too.

Killer Luka, your Black Swan review is amazing. I agree with basically everything you said. The last fifteen minutes were perfect, I thought.

Hey Dennis,

Oh yeah, I like Dead Ringers too. Videodrome's my favorite, probably followed by Crash. Least favorite is probably Eastern Promises.

Don't you have an iPhone? My friends usually have problems with theirs but they love them anyway.

I'm sure the idea's interesting. The fact that you're already working on something, or thinking about working on something, so soon after finishing your novel is kind of amazing, but I guess you never really stopped, either.

Well, I watched the video. The best thing was the MTV logo at the end. But I liked the ironing of the fishnet shirt too.

My weekend is another nothing, but I'll try:

Woke up.

Layed in bed and contemplated not moving at all for the rest of the day and eventually gave up on that idea. Maybe another day.


My friend was depressed because she's trying to quit smoking, but I thought I'd be supportive and not smoke around her. So we're at Starbucks (of course we are) and sitting outside, her with her face in her hands staring at the parking lot and talking about this guy she's maybe seeing, maybe not, she's not sure. I go to the bathroom and come back in time to see her light a cigarette with a look of shock on her face that I'm back. I look at it, then at her, tsk tsk, steal one and regret it as it's a menthol. Her phone was on the table so I grabbed it:

"What are you doing?"
"Give me my phone back."
"I'm going to help you with that guy."
"No you're not."
"You're welcome."
"I can't go out with him!!"
"Death metal?"
"I asked him what type of band he was in."
"Oh how perfect."
"DON'T RESPOND TO THAT! What am I supposed to say??"
"You're asking for a CD."
"I am not. I hate that shit."
"You better learn to start liking that shit if you're going to be seducing him."
"I'm not seducing anybody! He will seduce me! If he wants! I swear to God, if you don't give that back, this (picking up plastic ashtray) is going to be upside your head in two seconds."
"You will not. And I think you'd have to seduce him. Do guys in death metal bands seduce? I feel like I'm stereotyping here, but I imagine he'll fuck you in the backseat of his parents car, after he serenades you with one of his songs. If that."

She did and I ducked, but it was a wide enough throw that it wasn't going anywhere near me anyway. I kept on pretending to look and she got up and tried to grab it, but I held on, even after threats to break my arm/fingers, but we ended up kind of twisting into each other and on the floor. Somebody hit the chair just so that it went flying across the sidewalk. We both stared at it, I gave her her phone back, she got her purse, and we both walked away quickly. I glanced inside and yeah, everybody was staring.

inthemostpeculiarway said...

More but it's boring, so sleep. Wake up. Shower, etc.

Finished It Could Be Worse, You Could Be Me. It was pretty entertaining for the most part. A few articles fell flat but that's to be expected, I guess.

Continued on with The Delivery Man. I like it so far. At first I thought it was a Bret Easton Ellis rip off but I can see now that it's not, so that's good.

Watched Shameless. It was probably the best episode so far. The end was the best part but it made me think that maybe I'm not stupid for watching it as far as I have.

That's pretty much it. I'm about to watch either The Social Network or Blue Valentine now. How was your weekend, Dennis?

alexp336 said...

Hey Dennis. Yes, the UK can get itself pretty wound-up about things - or at least make all the right noises. It's strange, even though there can be a lot of media outrage, at the same time things seem more liberal in general. Maybe that's not "live and let live" but just apathy; I don't know if we actually do shut all that much down - I think we just have arguments about whether we should, and then tire ourselves out doing that.

One thing to remember on the 3DS is that it'll be region-locked, which will probably means that European (or Japanese) bought games won't necessarily play on a US-bought console. Tedious, but worth knowing if you were thinking of picking up the 3DS itself in the US and then games for it in France. I need to double-check on the exact regions, though.

Had a "meh" weekend, and am feeling pretty down this morning. To be fair I don't think it's entirely the weekend's fault. Guess my head just doesn't like Monday; short on motivation and enthusiasm right now. Could quite happily have stayed in bed, even though I couldn't really sleep. Hopefully short-lived. Anyway, have a great day :)

Between Greatness and Slackerdom said...

I named my daughter Nico in 2005 after a good 20 years of loving The Velvet Underground and the mysterious & beautiful Nico. Your "blog work" on her here is INCREDIBLE. I want to SAVE it to show to my daughter later on in her life. Cheers!