Our weekends are getting longer and our days at work and time spent in meaningful relationships shorter, all courtesy of the new amazing parties popping up around Melbourne every month. ‘BATMAN’ is launching this Friday and brought to you by Simon Fire and friends. Looking at the band/DJ line-up promised it appears that I am going to be feeling like day old cot death on Saturday morning. I can’t wait…
BATMAN LAUNCHES FRIDAY MAY 30th Roxanne Parlor, Level 3, 2 Coverlid Place, City myspace.com/swallowthenight
Our friends over at vivecoolcity.com just launched their 100th episode online. Those of you who are familiar with the online television site will remember 99 episodes ago when they aired a drive-by shooting they accidentally caught on tape while filming outside a local brothel. Like everyone else, we were convinced that Ryder was a compulsive liar until today when we watched the previously unseen ‘after’ footage from that night. Go view it for yourself now and make your own decision. Make sure the kids are watching too, they will really like it.
Reggae DJ demigod David Rodigan is playing tonight at a club called East Village. We’ve never been either, but we hear it has one of the best sound systems in East London. Despite being 56 years his junior, our very own Prancehall - himself quickly attaining similar status in the grime world - will be playing records there too. Both men have spent a lot of their lives being the only white guys in the room. Also, they’re both pretty decent DJs so pop in if you get a chance.
If Quadangle, PK, Mini-ripper, ET Kuwahara or Mongoose mean anything to you then you’re going to want to get down to the Rose Street Artist Market tonight. ‘FRAMED2’ the old school BMX exhibition will be hosted by DC Shoes and will launch the new production model of the infamous 80’s SE RacingQuadangle. Expect lots of big boys polishing their little toys and more than a couple of bored girlfriends.
FRAMED2 Bmx Exhibition Rose Street Artist Market 60 Rose St Fitzroy Thursday 29th May 6pm – 10pm
Crap, we totally forgot to mention that Dark Meat are back from Canada tonight and playing at Music Hall in Brooklyn. We dare you to take a bunch of drugs and go watch them, then haul ass over to Long Island City to see assume vivid astro focus’s nut-ass installation at Deitch’s new riverfront space (break in if you have to). Wait, take that back. We challenge you.
Crap, we totally forgot to mention that Dark Meat are back from Canada tonight and playing at Music Hall in Brooklyn. We dare you to take a bunch of drugs and go watch them, then haul ass over to Long Island City to see assume vivid astro focus’s nut-ass installation at Deitch’s new riverfront space (break in if you have to). Wait, take that back. We challenge you.
Oftentimes when scientists use their brains to make things like pump sneakers or AIBOs or studies about how jocks drink Red Bull we’re like, "Couldn’t you have been making some steps toward a cure for cancer/ AIDS/ alzheimer’s/ condlyomata/ etc instead?" But in this case, we’re glad that the team from U of Pittsburgh and Carnegie Mellon took some time out of their "useful research" schedule to hook a monkey’s brain to a robot arm. Because it is awesome.
Ugh, why do people keep doing crap like this? A study on the relationship between energy drinks and risky behavior in jocks? Do you have any idea how much time and money and brainpower gets sunk into putting together these "studies"? OK, I don’t know either, but assuming it’s a positive figure in any of those areas at all, it is already unworth it. While we’re at it, why doesn’t somebody get a grant to write a paper about the relationship between wearing headphones in public and answering people’s questions too loudly? Or how about trying to determine the correlation between publishing a study on teens and/or a recently popular consumer product and the likelihood of snagging some space in the last ten minutes of the local news? Jesus, and then the writer’s got to close the story with a cute little quippy coda from Pepsi’s PR folks "We expect consumers to enjoy our products responsibly" like it’s a punchline. I fucking hate people.
Hi Daddy!
Abigail here. You needn’t have worried about me going on holiday to Montego Bay. As the locals say here, everything is irie! I went to a beach party today and all the boys wanted to dance with me. I even learned some new moves! Wish you were here to see me. You would’ve been real proud of your little girl.
Our favorite ginger, photographer Ed Zipco, had a wee bit of an evening encounter last Wednesday after the screening of The Vice Guide to North Korea. We’ll let him describe it for you. Or rather, we’ll let his blog describe it for you. Or rather we’ll let you read his blog. Read his blog.
Mike Sacks is a guy who writes funny things for different magazines and put together a blog on his site of pictures he’s taken off his TV. (He’s either got Tivo or the quickest shutter finger of all time or has missed out on a mountain of insane shots to have built up the collection of zingers he’s got.) Most of the pics are little chucklers from commercials or the local news but about halfway down the stack is this still from the all-time greatest episode of A&E’s Intervention that ever aired. Did you ever see this one? The video stream from A&E’s site is pretty wonky, but we guarantee it is worth dealing with the trainwreck of a player to watch this trainwreck of a Californian family. It is easily the strongest indictment of shitty West Coast parenting since River’s Edge.
Dear Vice,
Here’s my Dos and Don’ts cartoon featuring Monsieur LeCrab and Pierre Pirou. Sorry I’m a bit late to the party but I brought some coke… Hope these are funny enough for the blog or as a replacement for the old Yuri Gagarin comic. (Click to enlarge.)
Love,
NOAH N NIPPERUS
Not exactly what we originally had in mind, but we do admire the initiative.
A lot of times when a major news outlet picks up a story we did months or years ago we get a big, smug chip on our shoulder about it, like "Ohhhh, wellllll, look who’s finally come around. Yaawwwwwwnnnn [exagerated stretching] we were starting to wonder if you were even going to show up." Then there’s the times where we’re just like, "Oh good God, why couldn’t that one have been bullshit."
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