but she is perfect. the amazingness that is GRACE JONES performed last night for BABY GRAND and a few select friends at the mathew williamson for h&m party - the party was aboard the majesty on pier 17 overlooking manhattan. yes there were pina coladas in coconuts, yes there were umbrellas and flamengos in our cocktails, yes she came out in a gold butterfly mask, yes she came out in a cat mask, yes striped down to just a bodysuit and top hat, yes yes she is our hero.
as if that’s not enough, watch her video for her newest song corporate canibal. Grace, you had me at hello.
Yall might know the record label DIM MAK as the record label that was started by popular blog house DJ Steve Aoki. It has developed into a lifestyle brand, and they sell records, bangers, trinkets, t-shirts, and probably other stuff.
N e ways… I was watching some alternative porn, featuring the alt porn star Andy San Dimas, and I was wondering if Dim Mak branched out into a new sort of industry.
Here is a ‘recap’ of the ‘plot’ of the porno: First, the broad stole CDs from some sort of stock room, filled with inventory (probably a bunch of Aoki + Bloody Beetroots CDs). Think it is supposed to appeal 2 alts, so they have an ‘indie/electro storyline.’
Angry record label bro with ‘big cock’ comes in, and is ‘probably pissed off’ when he discovers that some lil alt slut stole several CDs.
Alt Skank goes 2 hide in bathroom that is branded with Dim Mak posters + signs + releases.
Guy comes in, ‘gets mad at her’ then ’starts to fuck her’ while wearing a bad ass shuttershades t-shirt.
They get 2 ‘make love’ and ‘cum 2gether’ while we associate the positive feeling with ‘the Dim Mak brand.’
Yalll…. s00 confused. Is the record industry dying? Do rcrdlbls start having to ‘do porn’ now? Should I rent out my apartment as a ‘place where ppl can be filmed having sex’? Should I buy a Dim Mak t-shirt so that I can get a tugjob? Should I be a Dim Mak intern so that I can send out meaningful email blasts, organize events, and coordinate good times for altPorn 2 be shot in our facilities? Do yall like porn with alternative story lines, or do u just want 2 see ppl ‘cumming’ on 1another? Feel sad that I am ‘more excited’ about Dim Mak porn than Dim Mak music.
Wonder if this is some sort of ‘viral marketing’ to ’seem edgy’ and ‘get people who jerk off 2 internet porn 2 buy Dim Mak products’ or something.
Damn. Sort of want 2 ‘make love’ in an AltBathroom. Damn.
I WAS CHECKING IN ON MY DISCO SUNDAY OVER AT DISCOWORKOUT.COM WHEN WE FOUND THIS POST WE HAD TO SHARE. SPENDING OUR TEENAGE YEARS IN HOLLYWOOD WE TROMPED UPON THE VERY GROUNDS SABLE IS REMEMBERED BY, AND WE MUST ADMIT, SABLE’S SPIRIT NEVER LEFT AND HER GHOST WILL LIVE TRIUMPHANTLY ON. THIS, WE ARE CERTAIN OF.
Sable Starr (far right) at Rodney Bingenheimer’s English Disco in the mid 1970s, aged 14 or so.
Sable and her best friend Lori Lightning were the queens of the Sunset strip in the early 70’s. Barely teenagers, the two middle school girls would hang out at Rodney’s English Disco where they had “relations” with a laundry list of pop stars including (but not limited to): Keith Richards, Jimmy Page, David Bowie, Johnny Thunders, Ron Asheton, Scott Asheton and Iggy Pop (i.e. 3/4 of The Stooges), Marc Bolan and Mickey Finn (i.e. the entire band known as T.Rex), Richard Hell and Stiv Bators.
In her classic 1987 groupie memoir “I’m With The Band,” Pamela Des Barres wrote:
“…they called me awful names at Rodney Bingenheimer’s English Disco, old being the most popular odious declaration of loathing. I let them get to me; they told me I was over the hill, and I looked in the mirror, inspecting my twenty-five-year-old face for early stages of decrepitness. The most hideous of these tartlets was Sable Starr. She thought she invented nipples and pubic hair.”
My infatuation with her began when I saw a photo of her in a magazine a few years ago. I was an only child growing up, and Sable seemed like the cool older sister I wished that I had. She seemed so worldly and sophisticated, and she led a glamorous life in a more glamorous era. In spite of (or perhaps because of) her age, she was the center of attention among the rock stars of her time, all of whom would come to LA and seek out her company as though she were the Maharishi. And then: she disappeared from the scene for good, retreating to Vegas to start a new life and raise a family. Not unlike the eternally black-and-white Bettie Page, all the photographs of Sable in circulation are from her teenage years, surrounded by the Iggy Pops and Johnny Thunders’ of the world, making her appear to have existed in a perfectly vacuumed pack 1975.
The fact that Rodney Bingenheimer (he of the aforementioned English Disco) has played the song several times on his KROQ show is an incredible honor for me. I wonder if Sable herself ever heard it? I’ll never know.
our good friend dj kev e kev was in town last night and he came to join us on the turntables @ plan b to play his very first gig in nyc! pop! of course he brought along a full DJ entourage including D-Nice and Stonerokk.
Last night we djed the after party for this cute littl’ band from england. We like them so much we thought we would share some of their songs with you. it’s very babyshambles- im sure they hate hearing that- with subtle notes of morrisssey…
And here are some questions they answered for V Magazine, they are very cheeky, wouldn’t you say:
1. What are you working on right now? ANDREW AVELING I’m working on my tamborine player, Ronnie RONNIE JOICEI Am Gepetto, my other band RYAN BLAGROVE My drum pattern BEN HUTCHINSON The local language ALEX MAHOOD Eating 2. What’s been inspiring you lately? ANDREW New York RONNIE What I miss back home RYAN A big girl the size of a mountain BEN My dying grandma ALEX New York graffiti artists 3. Who are your heroes, music or otherwise? ANDREW Any one that got me to New York; the MisShapes and Jackie Boom Boom & Co. RONNIE La Rue RYAN Robert Johnson BENCaroline Banks ALEXLee Scratch Perry 4. Describe your aesthetic. ANDREW Wo-Ho (that’s West of Soho) RONNIE Confused, androgynous tramp RYAN Perfect cross between ’60s garage band, ’70s funk bands, and good boots BEN Anti-cool ALEX Homeless circus clown
5. What scares you? ANDREWThe Horrors RONNIE Unnecessary aggression; living on the edge of a knife RYAN Bloods and Crips BEN Nothing, or George Bush ALEX Spiders
BONUS HALLOWEEN QUESTION 6. What are you dressing as for Halloween? ANDREW I don’t need to dress up. RONNIE Trafalgar RYAN Leigh Lezark ALEX A Littl’an BEN Myself. Or Beyoncé
forget about the pool, the parties, the music. this year at coachella we held it down at club bano. women in the tubs and parties that bring the walls down. this is the place to be. we’re sorry you missed it.
i wanted to go see the juan maclean, holy ghost and black meteoric star tonight at le poisson rouge but SOMEBODY tied me to the dj booth last night and forced tequilla shots down my throat for 6 hours straight. so, instead i stayed home and nursed my 24 hour flu. the only bright side of this story is that on tuesday we will be playing with said “somebody” at the beauty bar and with the help of VOOMZ, i will most certainly return the vip treatment he bestowed upon me. if you would like to help thank mr. somebody for making me my miss the genius that is the juan maclean or if you just want to come dance and get shitfaced, we would love to have you.
and you need TOP BILLIN in your life… one day we want to go to finland and jam out with these cats. do you think if we brought our hillary clinton masks from halloween last year they would let us share the decks with them?
"hey little man, hey boy, need you outta my way boy, you go play with my gameboy so your mom can hang with the playboy"
i have landed safely in the sand of sunny california. los angeles doesn’t feel much warmer than new york today, but i know the heat of the desert won’t let me down. i’m ready to put on my bikini and absorb the sunshine that i feel like i haven’t seen in months after all the studio work and late nights in new york. time to recharge the starship and my souuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuul. wish you were here. play some boys don’t cry tonight for me. hopefully i will relive what i am missing when robert smith serenades me sunday night.
miss voomz has left us in her stardust to spread her wings and dance under the california sun at coachella. sigh. well, no need to lay around the house and mope, join me on the dance floor to shake, rattle and roll the glitter. ill be playing some of my favorite songs at the eldridge tonight accompanied by the very fine kristine barilli, josh madden and jamie biden.