I was checking Hercules’ live show on Forkcast the other day and I couldn’t help but drool over dancer Shayne’s rave-tastic moves – apparently he is also the mastermind behind hot NY label Hood By Air (you can see him rocking a HBA tee on the videos). The asthetics of the label are very clear after viewing both FW08-09 and SS09 lookbooks on their website: 90’s club kids gone dark. Interesting fabrics and the use of (not so) elegantly wasted models complete the look. Now if only they were listing some European stockists on their site – pleated pants are a serious must!
I’ll pick tatooed/pierced boys (Cole Mohr, Luke Worrall or even newcomer Ash Thymest) over boring clean cut models any day of the week, but I’d rather be a burn victim than jump on the Jethro bandwagon. Neither his daddy nor his friends in high places (Hedi, is that you?) can justify naming the look of a washed-up, chubby faced 90’s goth on a Robert Smith high as ‘fashion’. And please, please don’t play the androgyny card on me; if androgyny means looking like Kelly fucking Osbourne, I think I’ll stick to suits. (photos by Hedi Slimane, styling by Nicola Formichetti for Dazed Digital)
…But let’s start from the beginning: Boy Crisis are a (boy) band from New York. They have been receiving some blog hype since the the second half of 2008, but it wasn’t until last week that I personally came to hear their key single ”Dressed to digress”. This song is interesting in the sense that it’s been a while since an electro-sexual track was making rounds in the blogosphere like that; it actually reminded me of other sexed-up American bands like Gravy Train!!!! or Tracy + The Plastics (minus the girl vocals) that have of course fallen into obscurity (2001, and the whole electroclash fad for that matter feel so, so far away). All this however has little to do with Boy Crisis and the inevitable fact that are destined to do great things in 2009 – how do I know that, you ask? Easily, they were bashed by Amy Philips!
Amy Philips is a Pitchfork writer, one of my favorites actually. I mostly agree with her reviews and her news stories are always funny – she is in general very passionate about music. It’s just that when she passionately hates someone, this someone is bound to explode into indie stardom! Just read her live review for another Brooklyn band, written on 20 Oct. 2007, a few months before their big break that is. Let me just quote a key line from that article: ”Well, you know what MGMT sound like live? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” Ok, you will think, so maybe she didn’t quite like MGMT and she never got what was so great about them. Let’s go a bit further back in time and read what she thought about another, rising at the time artist. In this case the opening line speaks pretty much for itself: ”Amy Winehouse is terrible. TERRIBLE.” (and no, she was talking about Amy Winehouse the musician, not the celebrity).
You’d think that after these two cases, a person would be more reserved when it came to dishing out some harsh criticism, but in the case of Boy Crisis, I guess she couldn’t spare them one bit: ”Unfortunately, one of the delegations from our fair land happened to be Boy Crisis, who are the absolute worst band in the world right now.” …and so it starts again, I guess. Ok, to be frank I also don’t see them headlining any festivals in the summer of 2010 and their look does have a douchebaggy touch but ”Dressed to digress” is a fun song and it could easily become a hit in gay-indie parties (and conquering the gay demographic always paths the way to success).
Your wittiest status updates are bound to receive ignorant comments by the most irritating people on your friends list.
Πέρασα σχεδόν ένα χρόνο προσπαθώντας να καταλήξω σε ποια κατάσταση ταιριάζει καλύτερα η ζεστή αυτή (αλλά όχι απαραίτητα αψεγάδιαστη) φωνή και οι νωχελικές ενορχηστρώσεις τις οποίες ντύνει – χιονισμένα πεζοδρόμια, το ποτάμι την άνοιξη, νύχτες ιουνίου ή σε πρωινά φθινοπώρου μέχρι που διαπίστωσα ότι ήταν απλά η αφορμή για να επιστρέφω σε αυτό το άλμπουμ.
Θα προτιμούσα να μιλήσω για το βίντεο του Breaking it up και γιατί αυτό αποτελεί την πεμπτουσία του βιντεοκλίπ (sic, αλλά thats what its all about): Καταρχήν για το κόνσεπτ του που είναι τόσο 90s που πραγματικά πονάει (η νοσταλγία). Δεν συμβαίνει απολύτως τίποτα! Ημίγυμνα πανέμορφα μοντέλα να περιφέρονται ή απλά να αράζουν στις γωνίες παρακμιακού υπόγείου – νομίζω ότι είμαι 14 ξανά και οραματίζομαι ότι όλα τα κλαμπ είναι κάπως έτσι! Και το κορίτσι-σταρ? Λοιπόν, το μόνο που κάνει είναι να ακουμπάει ηδονικά σε γυμνές πλάτες είτε να κάνει μανιασμένα χορευτικά όλα αυτά φορώντας φανταστικά, πιο oversized πεθαίνεις πανωφόρια με πολύ κοντές φούστες – κυρίες και κύριοι, γίνεστε μάρτυρες στην γέννηση ενός άστρου!