These guys should be the soundtrack to the Suicide Girls. Better yet, I will be the photographer and play this while we shoot.

I am not a music critic. Nor do I play any instruments. However, I appreciate the hell out of music. Louis XIV was one of my first introductions to indie music. They have a sound which others have described as a 70s glam rock. I don’t know about all that, but I love the sound. The album is one which can run from start to finish, all the way through, and it is thoroughly entertaining.

Also, they have a new album coming out January 29. It promises to be a good one. There are two sample tracks posted on the website.

Sample Tracks

• Louis XIV
• Illegal Tender

IKEA, that furniture store we all love to love, has opened its doors to comedian Mark Malkoff.  The Parmaus, NJ store will host Mr. Malkoff for the next six days, and he will post videos to YouTube.  His schtick seems to be these kinds of corporate gags.  In previous stunts he went on a binge and went to every Starbucks in Manhattan in one day.  I like your style, sir.  

   I love this jacket because it is such a conversation piece. People will stare at the graphic and speculate as to whose image it is.  People’s obsession with celebrity and fame will keep them occupied for a while as they guess name after name (Brad Pitt from Fight Club, Jeff Goldbloom, Johnny Depp, John Lennon, Che, and my favorite — Barak Obama).  This jacket is almost like a fashion rorschach.

A few weeks ago I was feeling industrious and decided to have a little fun for my next art-fag opening.  I took a nice jacket and turned it into my Wall Stree Power Broker blazer.  There is a good possibility I will wear this to my next job interview.  Either that I will sell it on eBay.

 Chris Baker and I started this as a joke a while ago. There were graphs, strategy plans, and venn diagrams flying all over the place during a presentation.  The audience was mostly absent, but Chris and I had a jolly time.  Eventually the joke grew to be something more. It became a mission to make references and allusions only to things which a select few could appreciate.  Namely, only those where were readers of a quality periodical from the UK – The Economist.  These shirts are badges as much as they are a silly inside joke.