Good jazz is like musical metaphor: defamiliarising, juxtaposing, playful, so dense it’s simple, so true it hurts, and so tangible you could reach out and touch it. Under the great sandy ribs and tiny tea lights of Union Chapel, Islington last Friday, I copped a creamy handful from two hungry, young, accessible ensembles who cut [...]
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Posted in Architecture, Literature, Music, tagged Basquiat Strings, church music, jazz, London, Portico Quartet, Union Chapel Islington on February 29, 2008 | 2 Comments »
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Posted in Architecture, Fashion, Literature, tagged sebastian faulks, Engleby, Human Traces, YSL manifesto, south bank on February 22, 2008 | No Comments »
Truth sounds to me like a fibrous tear; the rip of words stripping us bare. Syntax burrows into self-consciousness’s gossamer gusset to expose the squirming, sacriligious pit below. We shrink at first, closing round the letting-in; then spread ‘em, laugh, recklessly relent to the relief of exposure and the fellowship of shame.
I’ve caught a ripper, [...]
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Posted in Fashion, Film, TV, Theatre, tagged BAFTAS, Tilda Swinton, Speed the Plow, Jeff Goldblum, The Hour We Knew Nothing Of Each Other, Gareth Pugh, Richard Griffiths, Ben Wishaw, Anna Maxwell Martin on February 15, 2008 | 2 Comments »
This year’s bland vanilla brule of a Baftas was so impeccably tasteful in word, deed and outfit that it disappeared down it’s own self-satsifed throat and came out the other end as a few meaningless fart bubbles smelling of champagne and tuberose. The sole memorable moment centred around Tilda Swinton, who staggered onto the stage [...]
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Posted in Fashion, Film, Theatre, tagged almeida, homecoming, vogue, women on February 8, 2008 | No Comments »
‘dzooks. I have a moment, flipping through the falderals of that literary institution Vogue. Look at them all; look at us all. That night I go to the Almeida’s brilliant new sandblast of a Homecoming, and watch Jenny Jules as Ruth penetrate Pinter’s dank hotbed of sixties north London masculinity; teasing, manipulating, revelling. Revolting. Magnificent. [...]
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Posted in Art, Fashion, Film, tagged Bourgeois, Dennis Hopper, LaCroix, retrospective, Valentino on February 1, 2008 | No Comments »
Is it our sense of impending apocalypse that’s making The Grand Retrospective the cultural format du jour? Plagued with visions of Mitt Romney sailing through a rioting Kenya on a melted polar ice cap as vengeful battery chickens force the mercury from shattered energy-saving light-bulbs down our obese, vodka-burnt throats, are we determined to summarise [...]
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