MIGRATION

Things I have Found on the Street this Week:

1. Broke-Ass Hair Weave (ick)
2. Several Playing Cards (face up)
3. Rubber Surgical Gloves (creepy)
4. Two face-up Pennies and a Dime
5. A LOBSTER CLAW
6. A pacifyer

NYC is a funny place.
I was wearing my brand new, swimmingpool blue Theory dress the other day, walkin' on Park Ave., and a bird shit on me. Specifically, my left sleeve.
Dear Birds - Some people wear their hearts there!
(but I'm told that is good luck, so I'll try to believe it)
Randomness.
Recently, my sister and I saw our 3rd consecutive person in a single day wearing a t-shirt with a picture of Andy Warhol on it.
I like Andy Warhol as much as the next post-modernist art aficionado, but I'm sick and fucking tired of hearing about him, and while I'm at it, Hunter S. Thompson, too. There are so many dynamite working artists and writers in this city, on this planet, and yet, every time I pick up a magazine, its Warhol-Thompson sandwiches again. You know that saying, "You can't move forward if you have a foot in the past"? I'm all for honoring their work but damn, I'm sick of the dwell.
It's cultural necrophilia!

In the spirit of the Oooh-Oooh New, here's something new & cool to pour into your ears.

TAKKA TAKKA

They're phenomenal, experimental, & interestin'.
They're from Brooklyn.
From what I can tell, they shave, bathe, and can actually play their instruments.

"MIGRATION"
is in-stores 7.29.08

SPIN did a nice piece on them today, and they're playing at a theater near you, soon. Check yo local listings, yo.
click on the bold stuff to listen/buy.
TAKKA TAKKA MYSPACE

Smooches, Bitches! xx