WE'RE SUPPORTING

Tokyo-based photographer Hiroshi Manaka has shot for Tokion, Dazed & Confused, and GQ magazines, among many others. Read more

WE'RE TRAVELLING TO

The bright, racing, digital, 12 million person metropolis of Tokyo has gone all quiet and traditional. Read more

WE'RE WEARING

It doesn’t transform or actually play music, but this watch with a face that looks like a cassette tape, is still pretty cool. Read more

WE'RE THINKING

Ring the bells, we’ve recently launched a Facebook Fan Page. So now you can get your daily fix of cultural goodness and continue to make Mark Zuckerberg rich in the process. So please become a fan, then let us know which of the friends above you’ll be [psst, we bags the Tiny Dangerous One]

WE'RE READING

Illustrator and artist John Malloy has been working on a graphic novel called Channel One and, without wanting to sound too much like Paris Hilton, it’s looking pretty damn hot. Update! As of July 2009, John Malloy has aborted the graphic novel Channel One to focus more on other projects, including his autobiographical graphic novel, Queasy. Stay tuned for details. Read more

Improv Everywhere strikes again with a spontaneous musical in a Los Angeles mall. Wireless microphones hooked up to the mall’s PA system ensured the feeding masses didn’t slip into Cinnabon-induced comas until after the show was over. Note especially the angry dude in sunglasses at about 2:51 — apparently he thinks nothing can ever top Rent.

WE'RE LISTENING TO

There’s not much one can say about an artist who has recorded more than 400 albums — even if you manage to listen to a large portion them, there’s a good chance you’ve missed something. Good thing, as far as I know, R. Stevie Moore is the only person who has released that many records (Daniel Johnston may come close), many of which were cassette-only or printed in limited numbers. Virtually unknown for decades, the obsessive music geekdom that has reached a fever pitch as this generation of fans has allowed Moore to keep his relentless flow of Zappa-esque weirdness, power-chord pop, tongue-in-cheek ballads, satirical new wave, and whatever else we’ve most certainly missed, gushing out into the universe.