life and times of jefron.
indonesian sessions.
you know you love it.

the life and times of jefron, child prodigy

THE INDONESIAN SESSIONS: PART 002
ethnonoise psychouts.
play it loud in your living room with wooden floors.
and have some sort of club or stick or sword or something in your hand.
this will help.
rock it til your tape pops

the life and times of jefron, child prodigy

THE INDONESIAN SESSIONS: PART 001
i don't know the tracklisting for this, i've lost it somewhere, but it starts off with some krautrocky stuff and quickly turns to amazing guitar freakout jams. this shit is amazing.
rock it till your tape pops.

life and times of jefron: child prodigy

so um.
i haven't done anything on this here blog for a very very long time.
BUT!!!
the time has come once more to awaken the beast!!!
beginning with the indonesian sessions of my radioshow.
they're all in 59 minute blocks.
for umm, the first 15 i don't have the track listings.
sorry.
nothing i can do about it.
if there's something you really like i might be able to tell you what it is.
but, there's a chance that it could be too late, i could be in the middle of the jungle in cambodia or taking shelter in a himalayan cave and can't get to the internet in a timely manner.
we shall see.
stay tuned.

young turks be free tonight

rod stewart.
killin' it as usual.
young turks was the first video on mtv to have breakdancing in it.

brian eno on music for airports

brian eno on music for airports

neverland ranch auction.

A portrait of Michael Jackson dressed as a king, oil on canvas, signed and dated 1995 and housed in an elaborate gold frame. Guide price $4,000-$6,000

Michael Jackson's auction: Michael Jackson's triumph era socks
A pair of Michael Jackson's Triumph-era socks with uppers covered in rhinestone banding. They date back to his 1981 Triumph tour with the Jacksons. Guide price $600-$800
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closeup of michael jackson as peter pan on electric cart.
guide price $4000-$6000

A robotic Michael Jackson head featured at the climax of his 1988 film Moonwalker, when he transforms into a robot and defeats Joe Pesci's evil character, Mr Big. Guide price $2,000-$3,000

A Brevetti Gaggia espresso and cappuccino machine. Two tone metal featuring polished chrome with bands of repouss&ecute; and reticulated brass. Tank bears a Neverland plaque, is flanked by decorative Turkish tea vessels and is crested by an eagle finial. Guide price $1,000-$2,000

A marble chess table supported by four parcel gilt horses on marble pillars. Guide price $2,000-$3,000

A Victory tour jacket worn by Jackson at the Kansas City opening of the 1984 tour with the Jackson. It is currently on exhibit at the Los Angeles Grammy Museum. Guide price $2,000-$4,000

Michael Jackson's auction: Michael Jackson's Coin operated fortune teller
A coin-operated Grandmother Predictions fortune teller in wooden cabinet. Guide price $1,500-$2,500

Inside the Rolls Royce, as designed by Jackson. Guide price $140,000 - $160,000



from the guardian:
In April, an extraordinary auction will provide an unprecedented look into the private world of Michael Jackson. More than 2,000 items, ranging from personal effects and costumes to pieces from Jackson's private art collection as well as fittings and furnishings from his Neverland ranch, will be up for sale at a four-day public auction at the Beverly Hilton hotel in Los Angeles.

This new auction seems to mark Jackson's severance from Neverland, his Xanadu and a symbol of his success as well as his largesse. The ranch opened as a private amusement park in 1988, with its own zoo and Ferris wheel, roller coaster and bumper cars. It was named after Peter Pan's fantasy island where children never grow up, and for years children would arrive by the busload, invited to play freely in its grounds. But following the 2005 child molestation trial - which saw Jackson acquitted of all charges - the singer never returned to the 2,800-acre property in the Santa Ynez Valley, 130 miles west of Los Angeles. There were stories of him pitching up in Dubai, Dublin and Las Vegas before he started renting a seven-bedroom mansion in Bel-Air, Los Angeles, earlier this year. The 50-year-old star was said to be defaulting on payments on vast loans, and while he is thought to retain an interest in Neverland through his involvement with a private investment company, Colony Capital, he has said that the police investigation of the premises "violated" it in his eyes.

Before it was recently renamed Sycamore Valley Ranch, and at Jackson's request, Darren Julien and his team were brought in to scrutinise the ranch. What they found inside was the most astonishing collection of objects these experienced auctioneers said they had ever seen in a celebrity home. "It seemed as if everything he owned was made of bronze and marble and gold," says Michael Doyle, who catalogued the sale items, as well as determining their value.

Jackson surrounded himself with regal finery. There were suits of armour, display cases of custom-made crowns and an ornately carved throne with red velvet upholstering in his bedroom. "King Michael" even had a royal cape, a Father's Day present inscribed inside with a message from his children "Princess Paris" and "Prince Michael". In the lobby of the house was a commissioned portrait of Jackson as a young man in Elizabethan dress, holding a crown on a velvet pillow. Julien and his team spent almost two months at Neverland last summer, meticulously cataloguing 2,000 items, which will be sorted into 1,500 lots. Cranes and forklifts were brought in to dismantle the fairground rides and move the ornate bronze sculptures scattered across 38 acres of the estate.

In a nondescript warehouse on the outskirts of Los Angeles, the famed gates of the Neverland ranch now sit against a wall. The interior of the warehouse is littered with the ornaments that once decorated the grounds. There are bronze statues of frolicking cherubs, replica marble busts of Roman emperors, a huge statue of Prometheus that used to sit on a skull near the entrance. On shelves there are child-size diesel-powered race cars that used to zoom around the grounds. There is a Pope-mobile-style electric buggy fitted with tinted windows and stereo system. Another buggy has the King of Pop's face painted on its bonnet.

The sale also includes vintage video game machines, as well as Jackson's collection of 18th- and 19th-century art. There are books about Disney, the Three Stooges, Peter Pan and Alfred Hitchcock, as well as a collection of black history books, including the autobiography of Malcolm X. Then there is a selection of his own stage costumes, dating back from the days of the Jackson 5 through to the present. There is one of the fedoras he wore in the video for Billie Jean; a pair of trousers so studded with diamanté that they feel as heavy as chain mail; there are customised military jackets, featuring insignia surely acquired on his global travels - including badges from the Royal Air Force and the Thai Narcotics Bureau.

While the lots are "priced as if you and I had owned them, not as if they were owned by Michael Jackson", according to Martin J Nowlan, the Irish co-owner of Julien's Auctions, this is "certainly not a fire sale" of Jackson's belongings - there is, he says, much more to the singer's hoardings. But it would seem to have a personal significance, perhaps symbolising the point at which Jackson himself feels finally able to divest himself of much that conspired to tarnish his career in order to begin anew.

TRON vs depeche mode

here's more tron, as in... the fucking lightbike scene!

robot girl

from project aiko:
A Young Boy’s Dream…

In the past year, I have been repeatedly asked why I wanted to build Aiko. It actually starts back in the 70s during my childhood where I spent a lot of time watching Japanese anime which often featured robot themes. I remember saying to myself as a child, “I will build one of those when I grow up.” Throughout my life, I have built many prototypes and smaller robots. However, the greatest motivation came after watching “Chobits.” That was when I decided I had to build a life size gynoid (robot designed to look like a human female). It was August 15, 2007. And I knew that all I needed to build it was a little inspiration and passion.

you can even design clothes for her and she'll wear them. but not blue jeans.
she can't wear blue jeans because it will turn her blue.
by far the best quote on the website:
Many people have been asking questions over the months, and since it is impossible for me to answer everyone individually, I will answer the most popular questions here.
Yes, Aiko’s entire outer body is made of silicone. Sensors and motors are constructed underneath the silicone outer shell. Yes, Aiko has sensors in her body including her private parts (breasts, and yes, even down there). AND NO, I do not sleep with her.

check out more at project aiko

joaquin phoenix on letterman

joaquin phoenix on letterman from the other night.
i was trying to watch some movie and flipped to this by accident.

amazing.
reminds me of my all time favorite interview with crispin glover.

picture of the day

by jan durina

Maxwell Loren Holyoke-Hirsch

Maxwell Loren Holyoke-Hirsch.
i don't know anything about this guy.
he lives in san francisco.
i love it.

pride and prejudice and zombies

so i was on the worldsbestever earlier today and found this!!!

"Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" features the original text of Jane Austen's beloved novel with all-new scenes of bone crunching zombie action.
buy it here, at the worldsbestever

a number of names - sharevari debut on the scene

"sharevari" by a number of names is considered to be the first detroit techno record.
here's its debut on detroit's local dance show, "the scene in 1982.

fascist fashion

from vice magazine in 2003.

In 1922 Benito Mussolini discovered something incredible: He was better than every living being in the universe. Wearing a simple suit and tie like those freedom-loving pussies wasn’t going to cut it. He needed an outfit––an amazing outfit that showed the world exactly how amazing he was. And it worked. Soon everyone from Hitler to Jean-Bédel Bokassa was at the sewing machine coming up with superhero costumes that would show the world how powerful they were. For some reason the Eastern Europeans and Africans really went for it like fucking crazy. Maybe it’s because those dictators were way, WAY, way better than everyone and had to really get the point across. The important thing is, they all looked great.




BENITO MUSSOLINI
(Italy, 1922–1943)

The originators of Fascist fashion, Benito Mussolini’s “Black Shirt” combat squads took their name from the uniforms they used to wear when killing everybody in post-WWI Italy. Mussolini, whose political ideology was fervently anti-individualistic, intended the Black Shirts to reflect his followers’ uniformity (Hitler would later nick the idea for his “Brown Shirts.” Oh, and by the way, I didn’t get into how good the Nazis looked because that already got James Brown fired from GQ and I need this gig). Once he gained power, Mussolini established Fascist youth groups for girls, whose members did their thing in a beret, white shirt, and black skirt ensemble.



FRANÇOIS “PAPA DOC” DUVALIER
(Haiti, 1957–71)

Obsessed with voodoo, Papa Doc based his personal style on the uniform of the Gede, the mythical guardians of the cemetery and “lords of the erotic.” His signature look was black-and-purple top hat and tails accompanied by tons of accessories, including mirrored shades, crosses, skulls, and marigolds.

His unofficial death-squad, the Tontons Macoutes, were rumored by natives to be actual zombies and wore denim uniforms with so many red neckerchiefs and sunglasses that they looked like some kind of gay Mardi Gras version of the Bloods.

Papa Doc claimed that he was immortal and he would rule Haiti forever, promising to return after his death to rule again. He was buried in full voodoo-priest regalia, and a permanent guard was placed outside his tomb that remains there today.




MOBUTU SESE SEKO
(Zaire, now the Democratic Republic Of Congo, 1964–1996)

The original “sapeur” dictator (see v10n2), Mobutu was almost as well known for his Parisian-made leopard-skin hat and penchant for French dandy fashion as he was for the time he rounded up every criminal in the country and slaughtered them underneath the boxing ring that he built for the Ali-Foreman Rumble in the Jungle in 1974.

For Mobutu, fashion was always more important than anything, and despite having to starve his country in order to gorge his appetite for Gucci suits and limited-edition Ray-Bans, he had no shame in instituting laws like the one forcing all men to abstain from wearing collars and go with the “abacost” (a collarless jacket worn with a cravat).





JEAN-BÉDEL BOKASSA
(Central African Republic, 1966–1979)

Bokassa the Bloodthirsty crowned himself Emperor of the Central African Republic in 1977 with a $20 million coronation ceremony. After turning heads with his diamond-encrusted crown, flowing cape, and giant phallic staff, Bokassa would nod to his subjects and take a seat in the most enormous solid-gold peacock-shaped throne you could conceive of.

In April 1979, the country’s schoolchildren took to the streets after he passed a law requiring them to wear uniforms made by one of his own clothing companies. After murdering hundreds of the rioting schoolkids, he saved a few dozen of the more tender ones and ate them. Ooooooh kaaaye.

Eating children was bad for his career, and after being ousted from power and serving seven years in prison for cannibalism, Bokassa proclaimed himself the thirteenth apostle of the Roman Catholic Church and traded in his regal flesh-eating getup for flowing white robes and a silver crucifix.



IDI AMIN
(Uganda, 1971–1979)

Widely acknowledged as one of Biggie’s top fashion influences, Dada Noir’s shiny, medal-laden, tailored uniforms were polished hourly by teams of topless Ugandan beauties, personally selected by big poppa from the streets and brought to his lavish palace to tend to his every need. As well as putting 500,000 of his own people to death, Idi also banned them from wearing flip-flops and once rounded up hundreds of flip-flop wearers in the streets and forced them to either eat their footwear in front of him or be shot to death by his death squad. Oh, if only Idi were here in Williamsburg today.



AUGUSTO PINOCHET
(Chile, 1973–1990)

With a love of Saville Row suits that nearly matched his enthusiasm for inventing new and exciting ways of torturing and killing his own people, Augusto was most at home in his trademark white military uniforms. His buddy Margaret Thatcher, whom he helped during the Falkland Islands War of the 1980s, would often send him gifts of ties and scarves made by London’s finest tailors. Right now, he’s forced to wear hospital robes and casuals as he hides from international law inside different hospitals across the world.



ROBERT MUGABE
(Zimbawbe, 1980–present)

Like most dancehall singers, Mugabe hates homos. He stands there in gaudily colored, silky Versace shirts and pants, telling the media, “They’re worse than dogs and pigs,” like we can’t see that he’s wearing gaudily colored, silky Versace shirts and pants.

From the short, square moustache to the race-based genocide, Mugabe seems to see Hitler as his most important style influence. He uses spears and axes to give an earthy Nubian sensibility to the very European thick oversized glasses and tailored pinstripe suits he wears while rigging elections and slaughtering white farmers, their wives, and their children.



MIRA MILOSEVIC
(Yugoslavia, 1990–2000)

While her husband looks like the uncle you never like to see at Christmas, Mira is the true fashion iconoclast in the family. Widely regarded as the brains behind the Milosevic regime, the “Lady Macbeth of the Balkans” looks every inch the glamorous gangster’s moll.

Her classic look consists of a pair of ill-fitting Christian Dior specs, a touch of pale pink lipstick, platform shoes, and of course her helmet of carefully tended dyed black hair. Her favorite hairdresser—who was once given a $365,000 tip—also created her son Marko’s ill-judged peroxide look in the mid-1990s because Marko wanted to look like Montreal’s favorite race car driver, Jacques Villeneuve.

Unfortunately, after her husband’s arrest on war crime charges, reporters found that Mira’s whole look had gone to shit. She was at home, drugged up on pills, wearing a boring gray overcoat, and staring disconsolately at a plate of hot dogs.



SAPARMURAT NIYAZOV
(Turkmenistan, 1991–present)

While his personal dress code is not that interesting, this dictator has made sure that everyone else’s is. (He also made sure there were only eight months in a year so that January could be named after himself and April could be named after his mother.)

As part of an official campaign to further awareness of national identity, all schoolchildren and students in Turkmenistan are required to wear the Turkmen national headdress. Girls are forbidden to wear miniskirts, dresses with high splits, or trousers, but the dictator himself can still dress like Carson Daly.




KIM JONG IL
(North Korea, 1994–present)

Whether it’s geopolitics or fashion, North Korean despot/playboy Kim Jong Il likes nothing more than to be the center of attention. As that crazy gook midget said in 2001: “Throughout the entire world, I’m the object of criticism. But I see it this way: If I’m being talked about, then I’m on the right track.” A quip he stole from the irreverent Oscar Wilde.

Only 5’ 1” small, Kim was an avid tennis player in his youth, and now swims every day in order to get rid of his unfashionable beer belly. He also wears platform shoes and a weird frizzy perm in order to look more like an aged lesbian art dealer.