In response to our recent article entitled “Four Reasons Why It’s a Bad Idea to Date an Artist,” here are four reasons why It’s a good idea to date an artist.
TrapperKeeper: Substantive Within its Style, ‘Confessions on a Dancefloor’ is Forever Cosmic Vintage
In 2005, Madonna dropped the world like a discoball. She created one of the decade’s best albums as she had created her entire career: by producing a self-context so great that it becomes the world’s Pop conscience. If “the main problem with 2008′s Hard Candy was that Madonna seemingly didn’t care,” and “with American Life she cared too much, to the point where it came across pushy and self-important,” 2005′s Confessions on a Dance Floor was the perfect medium where she cared-enough-to-count. Madonna’s greatest strength is her narcissism. She is Pop, and Confessions is nothing short of a brilliant response to Madonna’s answer to her own morning inquiry: “Mirrors, mirrors on the ball: whose four minutes saves them all?”
When the tabloids went to town, Andy Warhol followed. The late pop artist who has been described as an artistic voyeur was of course a noted news junkie. You can keep your books of Job and David, The New York Post was Andy’s Bible. Warhol: Headlines, a new exhibit running at The National Gallery of Art focuses on Warhol’s so-called Headline paintings.
“He was one of the few people I was truly envious of … but he didn’t know how good he was…”
Sex, Money, and Youth; Wouldn’t it be oh-so-great to have them all?
Welp… this, is… bleak; that said… just dance – gonna be okay
New York City holds a special place for artists. No matter the medium, intrinsically there is something that pushes most creative minds to get their asses to New York if they ever plan to get serious about their career. If you’re an artist, I know you’ve heard that internal chant constantly reminding you ‘You’ve got to have your New York years, You’ve got to have your New York years.’ I’ve heard that voice since I was young. I’ve ignored it, loathed it, talked back, and now I’m finally listening. Which is why Nemo Achida‘s latest EP, Goodbye Brooklyn found it’s way to my inbox in the nick of time.
On this of all days, it’s important that we take time to remember those we’ve lost en route to creating a more profitable union… that gated community upon the dollar bill *a moment of silence for civilization*
“I don’t want to be part of the machine – I want the machine to be part of me.“
Beth Ditto is why you don’t teach girls how to read or write – because they rhythmically hold it against you when you lie about who you were with last night.
You break it off, I’ll break you down
The world is full of good intentions
Paradise is full of lies
Tell you they love you but fail to mention
Who they were with again last night
