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10

May

I am a good times Sally so I took my vacation in Germany & read Susanna Kaysen’s memoir about debilitating chronic vaginal pain
Me recalling a party the day after looks a lot like an old blind man hearing a sonata he knew in his youth—and I didn’t even drink!
My horoscope today didn’t say anything about capri pants covered in mystery hair.
George Clooney is always super quick to let his girlfriends go to parties with him. What a nice man!
Some of these tweets should be maddening. Dunham consistently asserts that she is lame, lovelorn, depressive, and fogeyish, while the evidence suggests that she is smart, witty, successful, and cool. But somehow the result charms me, perhaps because her protestations of personal schlubbiness (which would be galling from any other celebrity) are borne out with photographic evidence of a scuzzy, clothing-strewn room. Or perhaps it’s that Dunham is a keen observer of girl neurosis—horoscopes, pant lengths, rogue hair—in a world where most of our public neurotics are men.

Lena Dunham, cool or not?

07

May

Dada knows everything. Dada spits on everything. Dada says “knowthing,” Dada has no fixed idea. Dada does not catch flies. Dada is bitterness laughing at everything that has been accomplished, sanctified… Dada is never right… No more painters, no more writers, no more religions, no more royalists, no more anarchists, no more socialists, no more police, no more airplane, no more urinary passages…. Like everything in life, Dada is useless, everything happens in a completely idiotic way… We are incapable of treating seriously any subject whatsoever, let alone this subject: ourselves.
Dada Manifesto

02

May

Swedish Lunch Disco

Believe in your fucking self.
Stay up all fucking night.
Work outside your fucking habits.
Know when to fucking speak up.
Fucking collaborate.
Don’t fucking procrastinate.
Get over your fucking self.
Keep fucking learning.
Form follows fucking function.
A computer is a Lite-Brite for bad ideas.
Find fucking inspiration everywhere.
Fucking network.
Educate your fucking client.
Trust your fucking gut.
Ask for fucking help.
Make it fucking sustainable.
Question fucking everything.
Have a fucking concept.
Learn to take some fucking criticism.
Make me fucking care.
Use fucking spell check.
Do your fucking research.
Sketch more fucking ideas.
The problem contains the fucking solution.
Think about all the fucking possibilities.

- Brian Buirge and Jason Bacher, creators of Good Fucking Design Advice

30

Apr

“Barbie Girl”


Hi Barbie

Hi Ken!

Do you wanna go for a ride?

Sure Ken!

Jump In…

 

I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

 

I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

 

I’m a blond bimbo girl, in the fantasy world

Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly

You’re my doll, rock’n’roll, feel the glamour in pink,

kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky…

You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”

 

(uu-oooh-u)

 

I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

 

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

 

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please

I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees

Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again,

hit the town, fool around, let’s go party

You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”

You can touch, you can play, if you say: “I’m always yours”

 

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

 

I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

 

I’m a barbie girl, in the barbie world

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

you can brush my hair, undress me everywhere

Imagination, life is your creation

 

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(Ah-ah-ah-yeah)

Come on Barbie, let’s go party!

(uu-oooh-u)

 

Oh, I’m having so much fun!

Well Barbie, we’re just getting started

Oh, I love you Ken!

22

Apr

My new job…

For the last three weeks, I’ve been working in a new job in a Media agency. I’m in the sports and entretainment side of the company. The agency mainly works for the Hispanic public in USA and the Latin American market. Most of my co-workers are Latinos, in fact from 72 employees the company had, there is just one American.

From all my time living in Mexico and knowing people from different Latin American countries I knew that the world “cool” was not used. But since I started this new job I’ve noticed something in all my co-workers, and all my Latinos friends living in America:

They all use the word cool at least once in each sentence they say. Maybe they are trying to fit in and feel more gringo like… Maybe is the new trend in spanish speaking people (I have to find out when I go back to Mexico), I don’t know.

But it was worth noticing and for me an interesting fact… 

1973: Penny Lane

“I always tell the girls, ‘never take it seriously.’ If you never take it seriously, you never get hurt, you always have fun and if you ever get lonely, just go to the record store and visit your friends”

2012: Any girl

How this quote fits our C-position?

“I always tell the girls, ’never take it seriously.’ If you never take it seriously, you never get hurt, you always have fun and if you ever get lonely, just log into iTunes and see what the ’genious’ tab is offering you”

A proof that we are living an I-life adventure type of life.

I-Life

                                                             ”WE live in a technological universe in which we are always communicating. And yet we have sacrificed conversation for mere connection”

                           ”Human relationships are rich; they’re messy and demanding.                                We have learned the habit of cleaning them up with technology” 

For our generation is not a surprise to find a new product (every three months) named i-x (ipod, iphone, ipad, itv, imac, itunes…). In fact it is a demand. We have been somehow “hypnotized” to feel like every product we own has a monthly expiration date. We need a new pair of shoes, even though the ones we have work perfectly; we are desperate to have the new generation of Ipad, even though the one we have is 6 months old. We want everything to be accessible over the internet, we don’t see the point to go to the library anymore, you can find any book you want online; What’s the point?

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Alsup’s last post reminded me of something I watched in the news like two years ago:

The I-Doser: What is it?

“I-doser is an audio-based program created several years ago that utilizes the effects of binaural beats (a complicated technology) to alter your brain. These effects are selected to simulate the effects of most recreational drugs (Examples- LSD, cocaine, marijuana, Meth, alchohol)”

As I said, I am never surprised to see a new technological product, I’m used to it, I was born with it. But when I first heard about the I-doser I was in complete schock. This is not a product, this is an I-expirience. I couldn’t believe that now we are offered the possibility to get high online….

What’s killing Cool?

The accessibility of information and the velocity to which it travles is not stranger to all of us. And that’s killing cool, slowly but still killing it. What its quickening this process is the replacement of expiriences with technology.

We are living an I-Life… and that is sad…

21

Apr

This is Penny Lane man, show some respect…

Almost cool

One day you’ll be cool. Look under your bed, it’ll set you free.     

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmVaCbxkd34 

                                 

Almost Famous is my favorite favorite movie of all times. Maybe because I like the music of this period of time, maybe because underneath I wish I could be like Penny Lane, or like Russell, or at least be as close to them like William Miller.

For those of you who haven’t seen it, this movie is set in San Diego California in 1973. William Miller is a young student who secretly wishes he could be a rock journalist. His mother is against rock and roll music, she calls it Muisc of the devil. His sister went away from his home because of her mother and her strict limitations, telling William “One day you’ll be cool”. William is a sweet naive boy, who is struggling to fit in, to be cool. By luck he gets a job writting for Rolling Stone magazine covering the story of “Stillwater” and their life on the road. He meets Penny Lane one of the main band-aids, as they use to call themselves (they were groopies but got ofended with this term). Penny introduces him to Russell, the lead guitarist of the band. Friendships are built, innocence is destroyed, Will falls in love and falls in dissapointment when he realizes that being cool is a self destructive quality.

Now that you know what this movie is about I want to talk about Penny Lane. If I have to choose my favorite fictional character with no doubt I will choose Penny Lane. This girl is trouble, she is smart, mysterious (we never know where she comes from, how old is she really, and her real name is an enigma almost until the end of the movie), but at the same time she is naive and with a great heart, a freat friend, an a terrible enemie.

She portraits most of the characteristics of classical cool, she changed her real name, she doesn’t have a home she lives on the road, she is adventourous, she almost all the time drinking alcohol or taking drugs, her life is a party, she doesn’t separate work and play. Play time is work time and work time is play time.

William is all the opposite. He is the synonym of discipline. He is structure. He lives in boring San Diego with his strict mother, and he does whatever she asks him to do. His mother never told him his real age and he is attending High School with much older kids. Ho feels like he doesn’t fit into society, he is awkward, with not self confidence whatsoever, inexpirienced and very very noble. He is in the pursue of cool.

Somehow, Penny and William become best friends. They even have some sort of romance. She likes him a lot, and in some way she is teaching him how to be more cool, but feels bad because she knows that this adventure will take away his sweetness.

The next post has a video of when Penny and Will first meet.

Reality Interlude
“In and of itself nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever 
`in and of itself´”
I am re-reading one of my favorite books (if not my favorite): “Sex Drugs and Cocoa Puffs”. In this book Chuck Klosterman “attacks postmodern America”. This book its funny and extremely accurate. It makes you laugh and question your position in… Everything!
The image of the “reality interlude” (interludes, the stories in between each chapter), reminded me of a conversation I had with Ben. I don’t remember what we were talking about (maybe something about the drama of the Latin soap operas), and I said something about I believe that hipsters were posers and fake. What I remember accurately is what Ben told me next. He said that we are all posers, that we are fake all of the time.
Who knows who my true self is, I don’t even know her. All I know is that we are all the time suppressing emotions, trying “to be cool”. Trying to be accepted. Trying to fit into the parameters of some stereotype. When we finally release some of those emotions we are UI (under the influence of something) and we blame it on it. 
That’s why we love LOVE dramas; we see our “true” selves portrait in a screen but we don’t recognize us. They are so over the top, way too much. But maybe that’s us. 
Then, what is real? Who is real? Who is not being fake? Who is not a poser?
“Well then.. That sounds real to me”

Reality Interlude

“In and of itself nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever

`in and of itself´”

I am re-reading one of my favorite books (if not my favorite): “Sex Drugs and Cocoa Puffs”. In this book Chuck Klosterman “attacks postmodern America”. This book its funny and extremely accurate. It makes you laugh and question your position in… Everything!

The image of the “reality interlude” (interludes, the stories in between each chapter), reminded me of a conversation I had with Ben. I don’t remember what we were talking about (maybe something about the drama of the Latin soap operas), and I said something about I believe that hipsters were posers and fake. What I remember accurately is what Ben told me next. He said that we are all posers, that we are fake all of the time.

Who knows who my true self is, I don’t even know her. All I know is that we are all the time suppressing emotions, trying “to be cool”. Trying to be accepted. Trying to fit into the parameters of some stereotype. When we finally release some of those emotions we are UI (under the influence of something) and we blame it on it.

That’s why we love LOVE dramas; we see our “true” selves portrait in a screen but we don’t recognize us. They are so over the top, way too much. But maybe that’s us.

Then, what is real? Who is real? Who is not being fake? Who is not a poser?

“Well then.. That sounds real to me”

The Janis Joplin of Our Generation

Florence and The Machine on Janis Joplin:

“I learnt about Janis Joplin from an anthology of female blues singers. Janis was a fascinating character who bridged the gap between the psychedelic blues and soul scenes. She is so vulnerable, self-conscious, and full of suffering. She tore herself apart yet on stage she was totally different. She was so unrestrained, so free, so raw, and she wasn’t afraid to wail. Her connection with the audience was important. It seems to me the suffering and intensity of her performance go hand in hand. There was always a sense of longing of searching for something. I think she really sums up the idea that soul is about putting your pain into something beautiful. And that’s why she’s so important to me and that’s why Music Matters”

Yesterday I was watching a TV show that talks about fashion and heard something that made me think, I couldn’t let it go off of my head: “Florence Welch (lead singer of Florence and the Machine) is the Janis Joplin of our generation” said Kelly Osborne. “That’s why for me, we are never going to see her looking sexy”. Giuliana looked at Kelly and said “ Forget about sexy, I just want her to go for like… normal!”

Definitely she is everything but ordinary. For me she is a combination of Janis Joplin and Patti Smith. She is weird, awkward in interviews, she dresses with whatever the hell she wants to dress in, her music is different from what we listen to now a day, but what I like the most about her and what makes this bond to Joplin feel so real and true is the fact that both of them are not the typical image of the cute pretty stay-at-home or stroke-a-sexy-pose woman. They are strong, independent and different, so refreshing.

I know that I said in my presentations and in my essays that the future of cool resides in the hands of the “glamouramas” with “gleesfullness”. But for me, the “classics” still rule. So if I have to choose and icon that resembles what I like about the classics, I would choose Florence Welch. 

20

Apr

Is cool music dead? 

I don’t think so…

“Life’s to short to even care at all”

Young The Giant

A band on the lookout… 

Extract from introduction eng 105

We are always looking for instructions. We complaint about them all day long, but still, we are always looking for instructions. Having the freedom to decide and to give ourselves our own set of instructions terrifies us. Being in front of an opportunity to be creative and create (sorry for the redundancy) blocks our mind. We are always looking for instructions.

We are (also) always looking for entertainment. That’s why the entertainment industry (one I hope to be part of) is so successful nowadays. That is also why we have TV, radio, newspapers, magazines, books, sports, movies, music, computers, internet, video games, and the list can go on and on. That is why we have reality shows. Because we want to escape our own existence and be part of someone else’s “reality”. We are always looking for entertainment.

We always want to be amused by others. But we easily forget that we have the most powerful and cheap source of entertainment within ourselves. We think that the only way to be awake is by external stimulus. When I am tired and I have to finish an assignment I drink a shot of coffee and maybe put some music on. When I am bored I turn on the TV. Why do we forget that we have a creative imagination? We seek to always be amused by others.

I always knew I could write, they taught me how in the first grade. I know how to sing, I took almost six years of lessons. I know how to dance, because, who doesn’t? But sometimes what I forget how to do, is to enjoy doing those things. Because sometimes (almost always) I am more concerned about what you are going to think and how are you going to judge me. I always knew how to write. In fact, I enjoy it. I don’t like to show people what I write, but nonetheless I enjoy writing. I always knew how to write.