I really do hate Jann Wenner. On this very blog I have said the same thing before. For reasons that have no answer I’ve found myself perusing Rolling Stone’s website lately. Their news stories are boring and they seem to cover information and reviews for their target audience (which pisses me off, but what can I do?) Despite all of this I found myself lurking on their website to find the new Dr. Dog single. Which you can hear here, although its not even the best song on the record. If you are a Dr. Dog fan, feel free to contact me and I can definitely get you this record. It takes a few listens, as always, but they are totally worth it.
As tomorrow gets closer, so does Jeff Tweedy. For news and updates on how bad ass Wilco is, stay tuned for there will be mention of it here VERY SOON.
So, yes. Still hate Wenner, but i found myself reading this. It caught my eye because of this photo.
Take a read. Rolling Stone usually has decent coverage of drug culture, politics and events in America. I’ve only read the very beginning (its long) but informative and what you expect: a Rolling Stone writer telling us a story.
Incredible things came from that now-so-distant semester in Los Angeles. How can I even begin to list them? Many things changed and and many things were discovered during this time in our lives, like this blog, like new friends, new habits and new publications. VICE magazine is probably the strangest magazine I’ve ever come across. One day while ”interning” at Atlantic Records, the free copy of this magazine came through my cube space. Like a good intern I spent the rest of my day reading it. Ever since I’ve been fascinated by their stories, ideas, photos, unnecessary disgusting topics, overly sexual beings and simply crass nature.
There is one thing in particular that I love. A man named Hamilton Morris, whom I’ve posted about before. He writes about drugs: while on drugs, all the drugs he’s done (including his recently deceased dog’s prescription Valium), giving preferred drug-taking suggestions, contesting the idea of how uncommon (the) date rape (drug) actually is and allowing completely embarrassing photos of himself to be published. In this latest article he went to Iceland, smoked weed, went swimming in the psoriasis-ridden Blue Lagoon tourist attraction while tripping all the while chronicling Icelandic fashion week. Morris is a shameless unconventional writer whom I am considering writing to. (Actually VICE seems like the place I might just write to and ask for a job. Why not?) Check it out if you have time. This one is much shorter than the others. You can also see all his columns here. I like them all.
what would you do if you were him?
Honestly, I have never been more attracted to someone than this before. OK-maybe attracted isn’t the word we’re looking for here. It’s intellectually attracted to, or even “idea” attracted to.
Get this. While in LA I discover a magazine that I think is based there, but is nationally (and internationally in the most hipster of cities) distributed. VICE magazine is some of the most fucking crazy stuff I’ve seen online, or in print. I get lost in their DO’s and DON’Ts for hours of my life. One leads to another. There is something particularly stimulating and inviting about rando photos of complete strangers. Not to mention the captions! My god the captions! It is THE wittiest writing I’ve seen, the most offensive, — wittiest? It’s up there.
Either way- the man at the top. A frequent contributor to this magazine, he has written about psycho-penis mushrooms and his latest about the anti-high. It is perhaps one of the most interesting things I’ve read about our current drug culture.
Take a moment and enjoy the fact that a legit publication is representing the drug world- making all of us, and me, very VERY happy.
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