Red Bull Media House North America, an Emmy Award-winning global media company, has announced the launch of the United States edition of The Red Bulletin a 100-page globally-relevant, U.S. focused magazine that brings to life the creative and adventurous world of Red Bull through spectacular photography and feature stories.
Following their stellar performance as part of the Red Bull Studios Sessions, Manchester Orchestra’s captain Andy Hull sat down with ChinaShopMag to discuss the band’s complex new album Simple Math and the joys of peaches. Andy Hull loves peaches so much that if you’re a fan of the band, he would greatly appreciate peaches on the road, or anything peach flavored or shaped. He loves them, so much, and would not stop talking about them (readers get the edited version of his ode to peaches here).
A young, complex man in a simple world, or maybe the other way around, Hull might say “weird” when he means “unconventional,” and “crazy” when he means “genius.” Either way, upon the release of Simple Math, the unconventionally talented genius known as Andy Hull will soon confirm the sweet smell of success is just peachy.
The smell in this place is indescribable, so I’m going to start by telling you what I see. Records by MF Doom, John Coltrane and Jimmy Swaggart border the top portion of a window looking out onto a tree-lined street, and a massive cooler hums in the corner. Inside, a mix of raw foods, living foods and supplements, along with bottles of Kombucha and yerba maté. On top, plastic figures of Homer Simpson and R2D2 stand beside a sign that reads “TV News Is FUBAR.” Individually wrapped morsels of Sacred Live Fudge are for sale. The main ingredient: love.
Green. I think this place smells like the color green.
Welcome to The Daily Juice, Austin’s premiere raw food and fresh juice establishment, and preferred life force rejuvenation station to one Alfred Darlington, the musical craftsman known as Daedelus. There is no shortage of eye candy in this establishment, and I haven’t even gotten to the menu. There are Serious Smoothies, Simple Smoothies, Cleanses, Shots, House Specials with names that could easily double as strains of extremely potent weed, and more add-ins than an Italian deli. We’ve come here to engage in two of my favorite past times: taking shots and talking music. I’m thinking this might be a bit different, though.
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Three hours outside of Rome is Pompeii, the once-flourishing pleasure center which was famously destroyed [and preserved] by an eruption of the nearby Vesuvius volcano. Pompeii’s sudden, violent end by heat and rain of volcanic ash lent archeologists a unique perspective into life 5,000 years ago. Because the city was buried in under six hours, it became an archeological goldmine hundreds of years later, when it was first rediscovered in 1599. Amusingly, the frescoes that were first unearthed back then were considered so obscene in nature, that they were quickly buried again, to protect the strict moral codes of the time.
Everything is sexier in Paris, especially when you start combining the worlds of music and fashion, which is exactly what Gildas Loaëc and Masaya Kuroki did back in 2002 when they founded the Kitsuné label. With releases from notables like Alex Gopher, Wolfmother, Hot Chip, Fischerspooner and Phoenix (along with countless others), the Parisian label grown into one of the country’s most eclectic and well-respected culture institutions. One of the biggest reasons? Their compilations.
The latest Kitsuné Maison compendium—#11 in the series if you’re taking notes—seeks to combine sultry house music (what they’re known for) with more indie rock undertones (which they’re slowly become known for). The Indie Dance Issue drops May 16, and you can purchase it from iTunes or your local good music purveyor. In the meantime, label boss Gildas Loaëc waxes poetic about each song on the compilation, three of which are available for download after the jump.
Allan Amato is a well-known photographer in LA. His impossibly slick, surreal photos have captured everyone from world-renowned celebrities to the hottest girls and boys of the underground. I first fell in love with his portrait of Selena Luna (the legendary 3-foot-tall “pocket Venus” of the burlesque scene) that graced the cover of Coilhouse.
When Allan’s best friend Becky was diagnosed with Parkinson’s at the young age of 29, he decided to use his camera skills to help.
NEW YORK — May 11, 2011 – Circuit boards were soldered, sheets of metal sawed methodically, voltage cranked up to a million and of course, many things were set on fire. Red Bull Creation’s call for submissions had been answered. For the alarmingly innovative, the qualifier rules were simple: Assemble a team of four, build an invention which “hacks the past to create the future” while incorporating an Arduino microcontroller, film the process and submit. From there, a panel of self-professed brainiacs would nominate the 10 most creative, most palm-to-the-forehead brilliant teams to come to New York this July, competing in a final hacker showdown.
From coast-to-coast, metal shops and hackerspaces, basement studios and hobby labs lit up with creativity incarnate. And the results were…intimidating. Mining through submissions was no simple feat — but in the end, 10 teams proved themselves the clear frontrunners. Though this proving ground is far from over.
If you want a snapshot of America on any given summer just take a sampling of the trends set at its festivals. Bamboozle just occurred in New Jersey this past weekend and I tasked the talents of photographer Joe Gall to capture the people and mayhem of the scene. Check out the awesome that is an ever fashion forward Jersey scene…no seriously.
In the center of Rome looms the Vatican – the holy sovereign city within a city, world’s smallest state, heart of Catholicism, subject of media scrutiny, surrounded by a wall of speculation as thick as the actual stone wall surrounding it. Inside, museums filled with innumerable cultural treasures, St. Peter’s Basilica – arguably the most breathtaking Catholic church in existence, and, of course, more pope paraphernalia than you can shake a gilded staff at.
Lil Wayne may be a lot of things to a lot of people; a rapper, producer, felon, & father. But on Sunday night he was nothing short of spectacular as he closed the three day Bamboozle Festival in New Jersey. He took the stage for a little over an hour as the sun kissed weary crowd stayed transfixed. From an artist who’s playbook includes so many featured acts and guest vocals, one might think the whole Young Money crew travels attached at the hip, but not so. Lil Wayne proved that not only can he carry a show relatively alone, he is in fact a true performer.