If you can’t read the fine print, there will be a charity sale – Flip Fashion, Not Humanity – tomorrow evening from 6-10pm at Soho House in New York, followed by an after party at Chloe. 10% of sales go to Keep A Child Alive. Click “Read More” for more details. Read More
The Yes Men Fix The World opens at the Film Forum

Hell yes! Starting Wednesday, Oct 7, Film Forum presents the U.S. Premiere of The Yes Men Fix The World – a very sharp comedy documentary about the exploits of those fabled agitators, The Yes Men – for a two-week engagement. Please see this movie.
The Yes Men are comedy terrorists – or freedom fighters depending on your orientation. Posing as spokesmen for Dow Chemical, they have taken responsibility for the 1984 Bhopal, India disaster where a Union Carbide plant leaked poison gas into the air that eventually killed around 22,000 with150,000 left disabled. On that appearance, they promised the Bhopalese $12 billion in reparations. Posing as Exxon, they have suggested using dead humans as a renewable fuel to a Global Warming conference in Calgary. Earlier this year, they put a smile on many a New Yorker’s face when they dropped 100,000 free editions of a righteous fantasy New York Times that led with the story: IRAQ WAR ENDS.
We have seen comedy documentary hybrids where our protagonist travels around and exposes what is wrong about a group of people or a system or even a nation – see Borat, or Religulous, or a Michael Moore picture – but the scope of the set-ups the Yes Men give us is something new and the laughs are like glimpses of freedom. The Yes Men and their crew of excellent filmmakers have achieved something special here by showing us brave men posing as corporate and government giants to put a little hope in the hands of the common man and woman, showing us the sweat that goes into their extremely deep cover, the humanity necessary to accept responsibility when that cover is blown, and then throwing a comedic façade over the whole thing that shrugs and says, “Aw, it was nothing.” Read More
Culture: Comfortable Looking at Other People Naked, Not So Sure About Itself

A week ago, the Tate gallery staged a large party to celebrate the opening of Pop Life, née Sold Out, its blockbuster investigation of the dominance of Warholian mass production in the art market. It seemed a fittingly hubristic affair, the after-party taking place in Tramp, a nightclub in the genteelly unfashionable St James’ – last relevant, well, never.
The show itself has been astutely judged, one of those delicate compromises that trades off between the desire to grab the attention (WARHOL! KOONS! HIRST! MURAKAMI!) of the real world, the people who actually pay to go to these things; the backers, the people who actually buy and fund this art; and do this without alienating the terminally unimpressed art world. This duality extends from the curatorial direction of such an exhibition into its various half lives: normal service demands a huge art world attendance on the opening night, followed immediately by a total communications black out. At this point the broadsheet critics submit their reviews, and the next tier, the cultured middle classes, those with Tate membership say, visit. Finally after all chatter has been wrung from this lame spectacle, the exhibition is allowed to moulder into what it was always intent on becoming, the tourist attraction. At no point does the show become anything more than a spectacle, as for all the intellectual burden of curating such an exhibition, the very nature of the public institution silences the work, preventing it from holding any sort of dialogue with what is actually going on in art. Read More
The Pains of Being Pure at Heart – Webster Hall Recap and Interview with Kip Berman

Unbeknownst to the rest of New York, it was 1992 all over again in Webster Hall on Saturday night. The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, arriving home after a month-long tour of the U.S., treated the hometown crowd to an hour of nostalgic indie pop inside one of the city’s most historic venues. The band, riding a wave of success in support of their debut record, appealed equally to the heyday of UK shoegaze and a decidedly American strain of fuzzed-out sentimentality.
Following opening sets from Cymbals Eat Guitars and The Depreciation Guild, The Pains took the stage at the early hour of 9pm. Devoid of any and all pretense, the band wasted no time opening its set with two of the stronger songs from its self-titled breakout album. ”This Love is Fucking Right” and “Young Adult Friction”, perhaps the group’s most readily accessible single, set heads nodding throughout the packed floor. Lead singer/guitarist Kip Berman, a decidedly bookish frontman, traded fitting boy-girl harmonies with keyboardist Peggy Wang, invoking the angst and awkward romance imprinted in the group’s songs.
Although the band’s washed-out distortion can drag on some of its more nondescript offerings, “Higher Than the Stars”, a stand-out track from the recently released EP of the same name, proved that The Pains are just as comfortable exploring the boundaries of dreamy synth-pop. This mid-set flirtation with New Wave was only a brief change of pace, however, as the band closed out its homecoming show with a return to the sound that brought a wealth of critical praise over the past year. Unique in its current context, The Pains jangly fuzz nonetheless pays homage to a host of obscure bands from decades past, most notably Slumberland predecessors Black Tambourine. Seemingly comfortable with these comparisons, The Pains seem concerned with only one thing- creating infectious pop songs that measure up equally in any era. Click “Read More” for Dossier’s interview with Kip Berman. Read More
Alexander McQueen’s Iconic Moments at SHOWstudio
Tomorrow night, October 6th, SHOWstudio will be streaming Plato’s Atlantis, the show for Alexander McQueen’s new S/S 2010 collection live at 8:30pm Paris time. For the time being they’ve posted a stunning video compilation of past McQueen shows.
Sci-Emo – “We float like a mote of dust in the morning sky”

Carl Sagan was an astronomer who hosted several successful popular science shows in the 1970s and 80s. He was deeply involved in bringing different aspects of science to public attention and also made some groundbreaking contributions to the research into extraterrestrial life. He believed that the existence of other technological civilizations was highly probable, but that these civilizations also have a strong tendency to self-destruct and are therefore not as easy to make contact with as one would statistically expect. In this musical tribute in the burgeoning genre of sci-emo, Sagan is accompanied by fellow space scientist Stephen Hawking. Click “Read More” for the video. Read More
Mark Leckey’s Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore
Thanks to Anil Bawa Cavia for reminding me to watch Mark Leckey’s wonderful Fiorucci Made Me Hardcore from 1999. Consisting of found and original footage shot at discos, clubs and raves across Britain from the 1970s to the 1990s and set to an ambient sound collage, the film is part tribute and part documentary, capturing moments in which beauty and silliness continually intermingle. It reminds me a bit of that Streets track “Weak Become Heroes” from 2002, which – perhaps surprisingly – still holds up.
Burial Welcomes the Autumn
Here is a beautiful new track and video from Burial. It appears on Hyperdub’s new five year anniversary compilation.










