Nowadays, it seems as if it is getting harder and harder to find magazines or publications with any substance. But for those interested in venturing into eclectic bookstores (i.e. Trident on Boston’s Newbury Street), look for the art and design publication Beautiful/Decay. Immediately, the cover draws in any passersby with it’s provoking and contemporary artwork. The cover of the recent issue X has a colorful portrayal of a soldier covered in graffiti standing in the middle of a surreal jungle scene. But the cover is only the beginning of what it holds printed inside. There are pages and pages of contemporary artwork from new artists, making Beautiful/Decay a great stepping-stone for emerging talent. In addition to the publication which is printed quarterly, Beautiful/Decay also has a website and e-mail newsletter that provides more information about the creative world and updates on B/D ventures, respectively.
Behind the Scenes with Vampire Weekend at Columbia University's ADP Literary Society
The indie-pop band Vampire Weekend is widely regarded by many as one of the hottest up-and-coming bands in music . Named The Year’s Best Band by Spin magazine back in March, Vampire Weekend recently had a chance to sit down with PitchforkTV at one of their old venues: Columbia University’s ADP Literary Society. In their interview, the four Columbia Univeristy graduates discuss their formation, a few of their first gigs, and how they got the name Vampire Weekend. They also perform three of their hit songs off of their self-titled debut album with the help of a Julliard-trained string trio.
Termanology Let's His Skill "Circulate" On Latest Track
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After a whirlwind of a year that included various press and media mentions, the filming of his music video by esteemed director Rik Cordero (that featured UGK’s Bun B) and wrapped up with a spot on Method Man & Redman’s “Still High” tour, one might assume that hip hop hopeful, Termanology would be ready for a little rest and relaxation. The average person would be kicking back, thinking about where to celebrate New Year’s Eve, making mental notes of all the resolutions they won’t stick to in ‘09.
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Throwback Thursdays: The Perfect Sh*t Storm
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A lifetime of media consumption rarely makes up for the years wasted in front of a screen—for every episode of Freaks and Geeks, _we had to sit through Punky Brewster_, and for every John Ritter there’s a Dane Cook waiting to riff on the profundity of hamburgers and bees. But sometimes the karmic slot machine flashes cherries and rewards us with a perfect shit storm. By “perfect shit storm” I mean a perfect storm of shit, filling our eyes and ears, courtesy of any given celebrity who reaches that beautiful point in their career when the Yes-Men are in abundance, everyone is still getting paid, and childhood fantasies are finally given a chance to manifest. Of course these childhood fantasies soon become poisoned by money and power, and what emerges usually resembles those hairy lumps of fetal tissue found floating in tea-colored jars on a shelf in the Mutter Museum, next to the Elephant Man’s skeleton and Zippy the Pinhead’s teeth. Supported by fawning agents, sycophantic managers, and bottom-line producers desperate to announce their next project, these hairy lumps of fetal tissue somehow find their way into production, mix with bad scripts and bad acting, and thus we get the perfect shit storm.