meteor.

jean seberg.
died age 41 (overdose).

space pirates.
take over an underground tunnel until 4am, directly in front of a cctv camera, and the police won't show up.

“I’m an alien. The only place I can be alone is my hotel room – I can’t even go to the grocery store,” West added. “But don’t feel sorry for me – I just did a shoot for Louis Vuitton. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be okay in the end.”

this man is having a complete breakdown and we're loving it.
something about earnest, emotional sincerity for public consumption.
lyrics

"I don't understand why I'm here," he said through a visiting interpreter originally hired by a television station. "I don't have a reason."

wiley + ronson.
economic downturn.

r.i.p. roots band on tour.

bibliotheque.

go to the park and let my chemicals spill.

* burt, dilla, and illa j.
song of the fall? all good.
(link stolen from djnodj)

true?

true.

'nice bod, check out the bod, hot bod.
bod man fragrance spray.'

steven meisel, kohei yoshiyuki: dogging.

'virtual torture victim', or: you too can be an abusive boyfriend.

a dark window into childhood.

* flawless sample.
kanye robocop
(link stolen from quarterlifeparty)

dan graham _ video in relation to architecture

dan graham _ alteration to a suburban house.

throw up ya dubyas.

you spread like a virus, ey day.
1440 visitors.

casiotone for the painfully alone.

emotion.

* critical theory, there you are.

gerhard richter _ atlas

michel de certeau _ practice of everyday life

guy debord _ the society of the spectacle

the fourth republic.

faust at the met.

the break-up.

splash.

never ending fun.

mori (momento).

take it home.
please.

ayo technology.

oh, yeah, i make zines.

viva la hova.
download the album.
could've been shit, but isn't.

your new identity.

what're you doing in my tent?

oro.