South American Getaway by Die 12 Cellisten Der Berliner Philharmoniker/Juliane Banse
THE FUTURIST! presents:
THE 9 WICKED LIVES OF MEOWCHIAVELLI
Meowchiavelli finally got to see THE GREAT GATSBY today.
(via turning-saints)
THE FUTURIST!’s Wet Bar gets a bit too animated when he is not at home.
An Absolutely terrifying find at The Utter Despair Record Shop.
from METROPOLITAN (1990, Whit Stillman)
Charlie: I don’t think ‘preppy’ is a very useful term. I mean, it might be descriptive for someone who is still in school or college, but it’s ridiculous to refer to a man in his 70s, like Averell Harriman, as a preppy. And none of the other terms people use: WASP, PLU, etc., are much use either. That’s why I prefer the term ‘UHB’.
Nick: What?
Charlie: UHB. It’s an acronym for ‘Urban haute bourgeoisie’.
Jane: Is out language so impoverished that we have to use acronyms of French phrases to make ourselves understood?
Charlie: Yes.
THE FUTURIST! just picked up this brochure on his vacation -
HYDE PARK ON KATE HUDSON:
“NY State Community cites how much they hate her and her films.”
From THE FUTURIST!’s Fading Memory Archive:
THE FUTURIST!’s dearly departed Mom and Dad loved each other so much.
THE FUTURIST! never realized this fact until he went through photographic evidence of the past.
Now he knows why his grandfather complained so much about why he could never get the backyard lawn properly mowed … years ago before THE FUTURIST!’s birth.
(via turning-saints)
IN UTTER NEWS reported by Katherine Winesap of the Utter Despair NJ Community Flash
NEWS BRIEF:
This past Monday local artist Ben Bankburr began his new street performance art project entitled HIPSTER SUN DIAL.
Young Mr. Bankburr will hold himself steady with the aid of almost invisible fishing line attached to his ankles and secured upwards to the top of Top Knotch (a local neck tie shop). He will then hold onto a bicycle stand and allow the sun’s progression during the day to cause a shadow of his form to appear on the sidewalk which will, as in ancient days, allow the marking of time.
When asked if this artistic expression was a tiring experience, Mr. Bankburr replied, “As long as my supporters keep giving me very strong Free Trade Jamaican Blue Mountain Coffee to keep me alert, I’m fine … but, the bathroom thing is becoming a problem.”
Mr. Bankburr conceived of a body catheter that extends from his area of discomfort to a retrieval container located under his expensive French Gondolier striped shirt imported from Marsailles.
Vidal Boonover, a university art professor and critic, commented on the project:
“I think it is fantastic. It is the most powerful statement of today’s youth and our economy in our times … so beautiful … using his form to symbolize time passing as he does nothing … a pure gut wrenching metaphor of anatomy and a solar orb. I feel orgasmic”.
At the time of this interview, this reporter noticed, by Mr. Bankburr’s shadow, that it was Hipster one fifteen in the afternoon and time for lunch.
Mr. Banburr’s performance art will continue through Thursday or until his cathether bag bursts.
He does not perform after sunset.
photo courtesy of:
(via bromo-aj)
