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Men are wimps. That's right. We're wimps. And I do speak with some sense of authority, having been one all my life. Shucks. Yet as I sit here spluttering and wheezing with a mild dose of the flu, I can't help but feel just a tad guilty about all the fuss I've been making. 'Woe is me' and anyone else in my immediate vicinity. Heck, I just wanna be spoilt with lashings of warm home-made soup, a stack of dvds (preferably ones that I've seen and enjoyed before. Familiarity equals comfort) and a friendly ear to complain to. Perhaps I'll have to make one. Or buy one. Or order one online. I'm sure Amazon are doing a roaring trade in them these days. Or maybe I should just keep quiet and take my medicine like a man. Hmmm. We'd make shocking women. Which is probably a good thing. Though I'd rather not go into that territory. Instead I'll just say this: we have a genetically determined low tolerance for anything involving hot flushes and dry coughs. Which is not an admission that I'm suffering from early menopause but rather a bemoaning of the side effects of a wet and balmy Friday afternoon. Boo bad weather. But a big up to those who actually dress for it. Us Sydneysiders are in denial. Umbrellas? Ha! We live in tees and shorts. So let it rain. Just let me avoid the infirmary. D'oh! Now where's my cigar and pork pie hat?
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This is the second week of our subscription drive via our new Refer A Friend tool. It's a simple way for you to let your buddies know about this newsletter and we have a pair of girls and guys AM Eyewear sunglasses to give away to the two people who refer the most number of new subscribers to Lost At E Minor. It won't take too many referrals to win, so please help spread the good word. Onto other things and I've been really enjoying the work of Junko Shimizu who was part of an interesting book project called AB OVO which was coordinated by Steven Hull. Meanwhile there's some really strong photographic work on Paul Paper's website. He tends to work in that unprocessed realm, much like the photography featured in UK mag Dazed & Confused. It's all very moody - full of dark shadows and lines between lines. Speaking of which, check out this band. The Howling Bells are the hottest Australian act I've heard in a long time and their soon to be released debut album (which I'm fortunate enough to have had a sneak preview of) is amazing. Keep an ear out for them. By the way, it's great to see another crew supporting the local arts and illustration scene in this part of the world. We Are Image Makers are doing a fine job of giving props to those talented folk whose work speaks louder than their mouths. |
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Off the always adventurous Playhouse label and bristling with a glitchy, staticy - and decidedly unconformist - spirit, Isolee (aka Rajko Müller) is one of the more creative producers to emerge out of the rather cloistered European electronica scene. His album, Western Store, is actually a collection of twelve of Isolée's best vinyl works from the period between 1997 and 2003 (culled from five EPs) and has been compiled by one half of Alter Ego, Jörn Elling Wuttke. It's a typically scattered range of material, taking in everything from retro-flavoured disco beats to futuristic synth based tracks which arc and weave through several tempo and melodic changes. Highlight is the brilliant Beau Mot Plage, which I first discovered on a Playhouse compilation a few years back. Killer riff. Killer album. Thanks to Stomp we have five copies of Western Store to give away to random emailers. And yes, bribery is always welcomed (we like shiny things).
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Live in New York captures one of pop's most iconic characters on tour in New York City during 2002 when he played venues in each of the city's five boroughs. The NYC Marathon Tour was billed as being 'a tribute to New York and a tribute to his fans'. It saw Bowie revisiting his extensive back catalogue, noted in a review by the New York Times which said: 'When he ended the set with Ziggy Stardust, he didn’t have to be in makeup and costume to claim a character who, after all, he never really left behind'. This was the first time in more than fifteen years that Bowie had allowed a photographer to follow him on tour. Myriam Santos-Kayda is an acclaimed portrait photographer within the music industry and in Bowie Live she has captured the Thin White Duke in rehearsal, in the dressing room, onstage and backstage, alone and hanging out with his band. The 160-page book features a foreword by Bowie himself. It can be ordered through the powerHouse Books website but we also have two copies to give away to random emailers. |
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Some nice black and white work by New York-based photographer, Nicholas Hegel McClelland. He is a graduate of the Missouri School of Journalism and has served on the editorial board of Blue Eyes Magazine since its creation in 2003. He has covered 'both the 2000 and 2004 general and presidential elections, Palestinian refugees in Lebanon, the Al Aksa Intifada, and a general labor strike in Venezuela' and plans to 'spend the next three years completing more essays on the current state of American politics'. Till next time, Zolton
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