Walt Disney’s Taxi Driver (by Bryan Boyce)
Jack Nicholson preparing for the famous ax scene.
The Shining (1980)
This. Is. Incredible.
Indeed.
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Keith Haring’s pop art celebrated in today’s Google Doodle
Keith Haring — whose iconic cartoons came to define New York’s art scene in the 1980s — got his own Google Doodle today.
Haring was born in Reading, Pennsylvania, May 4, 1958 — 54 years ago today. He died in 1990 from complications due to AIDS. He was 31 years old.
His drawings, with their bold lines and bright colours, were “an expression of the optimistic indulgence of this period,” art historian Natalie E. Phillips wrote, “a representation of the New York club scene as well as homoerotic currents, and a visual tool for the campaign against AIDS.”
Thanks Hyperallergic for posting a picture of my painting “Rescue”. That was very nice of you. Check it out hyperallergic.tumblr.com
John Peel’s music collection is now available online…supposedly
…if anyone can actually find out where to listen to the collection please let me know
The Quietest Place on Earth Will Drive You Insane Within 45 Minutes
There’s a small room in Minnesota thatblocks out 99% of all external sound. That’s an impressive number! Also impressive: nobody can take more than 45 minutes alone in the room before they go nuts.The Daily Mail describes Orfield Labs’ anechoic chamber—perfect for making extremely sensitive audio measurements. But also perfect for sending you into a hallucinatory hell so hellacious you’ll need a chair:
‘When it’s quiet, ears will adapt. The quieter the room, the more things you hear. You’ll hear your heart beating, sometimes you can hear your lungs, hear your stomach gurgling loudly. ‘In the anechoic chamber, you become the sound.’ And this is a very disorientating experience. Mr Orfield explained that it’s so disconcerting that sitting down is a must. He said: ‘How you orient yourself is through sounds you hear when you walk. In the anechnoic chamber, you don’t have any cues. You take away the perceptual cues that allow you to balance and manoeuvre. If you’re in there for half an hour, you have to be in a chair.’
That sounds swell. Just the serene quiet of you, your thoughts, and the unceasing pounding of the human heart. Your brain can’t take it, apparently, and begins to fabricate sounds that aren’t really there—completely delusional noises meant to block out the churning of your own horrid biomass.
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Jah-hear-meh?
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Don’t Complicate The Moral World, Raymond Pettibon (1987)
Will Oldham, Cairo Gang’s Emmett Kelly, Angel Olsen, and Ben Boye packed into a London taxi for the 100th episode of Black Cab Sessions, taking on a pair of somewhat diametrically opposed tunes: children’s song “My Nurse Smells Like Coconuts” and a more world-weary cut off their new album, Wolfroy Goes To Town. Given the intimate feel of that LP, the close-knit harmonies and patient pace of “Black Captain” fit this setting like a glove.
