Korean Directors
Spanish Chefs
Californian Farmers
Italian Motorcycles
Flemish Artists
French Philosophers
Adrenaline vs.Tylenol Pm
Ignition...Coition...Contrition.
David Byrne, Timothy McSweeney, Tom Friedman, Scott Herren, Randall Grahm, Joel Robuchon,Futurist Manifesto
(F.T. Marinetti, 1909)
1. We want to sing the love of danger, the habit of energy and rashness.
2. The essential elements of our art will be courage, audacity and revolt.
3. Art has up to now magnified pensive immobility, ecstasy and slumber. We want to exalt movements of aggression, feverish sleeplessness, the double march, the perilous leap, the slap and the blow with the fist.
4. We declare that the splendor of the world has been enriched by a new beauty: the beauty of speed. A racing automobile with its bonnet adorned with great tubes like serpents with explosive breath ... a roaring motor car which seems to run on machine-gun fire, is more beautiful than the Victory of Samothrace.
5. We want to sing the man at the wheel, the ideal axis of which crosses the earth, itself hurled along its orbit.
6. The artist must spend himself with warmth, glamour and prodigality to increase the enthusiastic fervor of the primordial elements.
7. Beauty exists only in struggle. There is no masterpiece that has not an aggressive character. Art must be a violent assault on the forces of the unknown, to force them to bow before man.
8. We are on the extreme promontory of the centuries! What is the use of looking behind at the moment when we must open the mysterious shutters of the impossible? Time and Space died yesterday. We are already living in the absolute, since we have already created eternal, omnipresent speed.
9. We want to glorify war - the only cure for the world - militarism, patriotism, the destructive gesture of the anarchists, the beautiful ideas which kill.
10. We want to demolish museums and libraries, fight morality, and all opportunist and utilitarian cowardice.
11. We will sing of the great crowds agitated by work, pleasure and revolt; the multi-colored and polyphonic surf of revolutions in modern capitals: the nocturnal vibration of the arsenals and the workshops beneath their violent electric moons: the gluttonous railway stations devouring smoking serpents; factories suspended from the clouds by the thread of their smoke; bridges with the leap of gymnasts flung across the diabolic cutlery of sunny rivers: adventurous steamers sniffing the horizon; great-breasted locomotives, puffing on the rails like enormous steel horses with long tubes for bridle, and the gliding flight of aeroplanes whose propeller sounds like the flapping of a flag and the applause of enthusiastic crowds.
I grew up straightedge/skater so it was alot of punk, hip hop, and ofcourse DISCHORD. I like to think I have diversified my listening tastes. But that is the core. Lately I have been listening to The Books, The Go! Team, Prefuse 73, Angel Hair, Eagles of Death Metal, The Flat Duo Jets, and a steady diet of The Cramps!
Park Chan-wook, Seijun Suzuki, Mario Bava, Dario Argento, Pasolini, Hitchcock, DEAD RINGERS, Titus, Peter Greenaway, William Castle, Wag The Dog, Hurlyburly, Gus Van Sant, Jigoku, Dr. Strangelove, Corman, Bully, Lost Highway, A Face In The Crowd...
nothing I am proud of
Foucault, Borjes, Kerauac, most beat stuff, Eco, Existentials, Kafka, Bataille, Down and out in Paris and London, Ballard, HD's TRILOGY, NY Times, Art History books.
I miss "morning sedition"