resting on

astralbeats sent me two magazines (TRM and STU) from Australia (although they're zine size and free, they're magazine quality) which rocked me. One was mainly about the techno scene, and one was just really general stuff about Australia, and in fact had articles about the USA and Ireland as well. The most remarkable thing about it was the beauty of it. I mean it was just clearly done by people who gave a fuck about art and design. Like maybe Lindsey when she gradumates.

And the ads were even better. There's a million of them, but you don't care, because they're so aesthetically and intellectually pleasing: clean lines, hip, and witty. Terribly impressive stuff. Why are American ads so bad? I mean maybe I'm just reading the wrong magazines, but even in say GQ, which has pretty decent ads, they just do not compare to this.


(Whoah, random: I was looking for a TRM website and I couldn't find one, but I did find this writeup on Christopher Lawrence, and I was like "That name sounds familiar." Sure enough. He was also at the fetish party at Medusa the last Friday in February.)

( in other news )

tweaking to the beat

If I ever get a cat, I'm gonna call it Trent Reznor.

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I went to Cafe Zoka today and was confused by the cutsey drink sizes they offered. So I think they gave me a double, and so six hours later I'm still tweaked. Also it was so damn crowded that I ended up taking some 10-year-old girl's chair. Fortunately she found another one.

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