Until now, I hadn’t heard anything in the way of controversy surrounding Pixar’s latest release WALL-E. I find it ridiculous and sadly germane to the film’s subject matter that there will always be those folks on the bottom of the human evolutionary ladder who consistently look at the world through some sort of backwards-asshole-lens.


Most of the stores in the neighborhood that I call home are independent and locally owned. When I saw construction taking place for a 7-eleven convenience store, I was horrified. Considering that there are bodegas on almost every corner, the attempt to open up shop in the neighborhood seemed like an unneeded threat. What I found most disturbing was how the store was introduced to the neighborhood. 7-eleven’s visually offensive and brighter then Vegas store sat empty for months waiting for a franchise buyer to come scoop it up. The company had built out the space with no immediate plans. This was simply a territorial move by a corporation to be the first of their kind in the area. Other chain stores in recent years have tried to do the same thing and failed. What makes 7-eleven different? The difference is the Slurpee.

With all of my voiced criticism, when the weather got hot I was the first to go buy a Coca Cola flavored Slurpee. My friends, neighbors and loved ones pointed and laughed. They ridiculed my hypocrisy. Today, I have the last laugh. In honor of today’s date, the store will be giving away free Slurpees

 

At a BBQ last night, a friend told me about the new website of avante-garde filmmaker and writer Jonas Mekas. Though in his 80’s, the site is testament to Mekas’ active career and passion.

Mekas has always been concerned with the preservation of cinema and the importance of bringing film to the people.  As a founder of The Anthology Film Archives, he has done just that. This is his foray into the modern world of the web. The site offers previews of work that can be downloaded for a modest fee. In addition to Mekas’ own films, works by other filmmakers including: Kenneth Anger, Marcel Duchamp, and Jim Jarmusch are available for download. The site is a wonderful example of how the web has put the power of distribution back into the hands of the creators.

Radiohead have released a live video series available for download entitled From the Basement. In addition, to performing the band’s latest album In Rainbows you can catch performances by guests including: The White Stripes, Sonic Youth, Beck, Jarvis Cocker, PJ Harvey and more.

Heinz created a socially relevant commercial with a surprise twist.  That twist drew complaints from 200 viewers and led to the banning of the commercial. There is nothing like a little self censoring to appease a few bigots. I find it hard to understand how Heinz signs off on the creation and airing of this commercial, and then retracts because of a little heat. Either the corporation wants to be a socially progressive voice or they don’t.

 

 

Though I don’t own a car and have no need for car insurance, I’ve always thought that it was clever that Geico has maintained several distinct ad campaigns at the same time. There has long been the too cute CG gecko with an inexplicable British accent. And of course, there are the disgruntled civilized cavemen brothers who found an extended life in a short lived TV comedy show. The newest campaign pairs real people with B-list stars and celebrity wash-ups including: James Lipton, Peter Frampton, Joan Rivers, Little Richard, Charo, The Pips, Michael Winslow and yes Mrs. Butterworth (the maple syrup bottle lady).

 

 

Made famous by Jimi Hendrix, the Gibson Flying V has always been a stunning guitar designed to articulate serious attitude. The guitar was originally released in 1957. Sadly though modern guitar design has taken a turn for the worse with regards to both craftsmanship and aesthetic. In a rather lazy attempt to try something new, Gibson reversed the body of the legendary instrument and released a total Frankenstein.

For several summers I have talked a good amount about buying a bike and never purchased anything. Much like any other vehicle, a bike speaks volumes about its owner; essentially it is an extension of one’s persona. I have considered the track bike which is clearly a masculine statement. I have even thought that the nerdy chic fold up bike might work for me. In the end I have yet to find the right fit.  And now I’ve discovered bicycles made by the Swedish boutique Skeppshult. How I covet the bike below.