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Notes From The Gauntlet

SFMOMA's blog, Open Space, is letting us know what you'd collect if you lived on Capp St. for 17 years:

The Gauntlet” is what my partner, Cliff Hengst and I have long dubbed the block of Capp St. between our apartment and our art studios in the Mission. On any given day you can find— through the obstacle course of trash, rotting food, feces, needles, and other junk— random personal ephemera: scrawled notes, posted messages, discarded family photographs, and abandoned letters. I even once found a box of bizarre Chinese “gentlemen” magazines from the early eighties (Score!).

The whole thing reads like a bizarre version of PostSecret set on a block with warehouses, homelessness, prostitution, motorcycles, crack, and The Uptown.  Check it.

Black Christmas: Why So Jolly?

Broteen Shakes forwarded us the video flyer for YBCA's “Noel Noir” party, noting it “might be pretty fun.”  After watching the trailer, I couldn't help but feel both confused and as if I got slapped in the fact by insanity itself.  Looking for more info, I turned to the event's about page:

On December 10, don your fanciest thrift store best for the people’s winter ball and we shall bedeck the holidays in black! Noël Noir is a celebration of the Bay Area's love of the strange and the beautiful—for art and culture geeks, decompressed burners, untenured professors, hippy futurists, the funemployed, poly gamers, queerdos and anyone who wants to take a picture. More Tim Burton than Frank Capra, Noël Noir will whisk you away into the season’s seamier (and sexier!) underbelly.

What that means in English is, “it is a costume ball / holiday un-party in which you get drunk while rocking out of a selection of bands curated by Noise Pop.”  Even if that isn't your thing, let me stress you watch their video flyer.  It's a goddamn masterpiece.

($20.  Friday Dec. 10th)

Mushrooms Responsible for one of SOMA's Best Murals

Growing up, I had a cat, Catzilla, that used to prance around the yard, eat grass, and occasionally puke it up.  I never attributed his frequent indulgence in the vomit-inducing feast to body issues, but then again I'm not a muralist.  Even so, I never quite understood parts of this mural, even if I could relate.  Why were the steps backwards?  Why did they leave one of the signs blank?  Well, Troy over at Caliber seems to have the answer:

I used to live 3 doors down from this car wash. When this wall was being painted, some of the artists told me they had eaten a bag of mushrooms a few hours earlier, explaining the random elements in the composition.

(photo by otherthings)

"Weekends and Treehouses" by Young Prisms

Carson Bell just put out this unofficial music video for Young Prisms' “Weekends and Treehouses” full of aging shots of lava, space travel, cats being dropped upside down in slow motion, and some shot of a guy getting a pie in the face.  Good times.

Of course, if you're into local lo-fi music, you can get more at their Myspace or read about how to best enjoy their music (hint: it involves beaches and fireworks, not drugs).

Four (Loko) Horsemen: The Beginning of the End

rad/douchey Loko consumption pic via Series II

Stock up your fallout shelters with Loko tallboys, because the apocolypse is upon us.  Yesterday, the Michigan Liquor Control Commission passed a state-wide ban on the sale of 4 Loko, giving retailers thirty days to comply and clear their shelves of the products (I SMELL A LIQUIDATION SALE IN DETROIT, ROAD TRIP ANYONE???).  The dominos are all set to start falling; the City Council of Chicago has already proposed a ban on all alcoholic energy drinks and in Pennsylvania they're asking retailers to voluntarily cease sales of 4 Loko.  Details at the Chicago Tribune.

Michael Mansour, owner of a liquor store near the Michigan State campus, pointed out the obvious futility of the ban: 

If they can’t get it prepackaged in one unit, then they’ll buy it separately and mix it themselves,” Mansour said. “They’re going to do it, whether they package it that way or not.”  (via Michigan State News)

How long before kids start making bank on smuggling Lokos onto Michigan campuses? Will campus PD start busting dorm rooms operating as Loko cook labs? 

Viral Video Attempts to Sell Voters on Prop 19, "Mark of the Beast" Not Sold

Someone made a design-heavy video in attempt to sell employees of the Googlebooks and readers of thedailywh.at/boing boing/laughing squid/other memetumblrs on the merits of voting for Prop 19.  Admittedly, I dig the video myself.

On the flip, SF street artist Eddie Colla (Correction: the artist was “Mark of the Beast,” Eddie only took the photo) isn't really sold on the prospect in living in a state full of McMarijuanas':

"We're not in Arlington anymore, Toto..."

And so continues the “THEY'RE SMOKIN WEED!” saga…  

These Texan media outlets have seriously been acting like they just made 'first contact' with another planet. 'ZOMG! This anarchistic and godless alien civilization is so strange and carefree!'  Seriously?  Get over yourself you faux-Joe Normal neo-cons. 

Though I must say I'm looking forward to the other side of the equation when Bay Area newscasters start muckraking about lynch mobs outside the Ragners' stadium and questioning the sexuality of the Governor of Texas.  Quick, somebody buy Zennie a plane ticket to Planet Tejas! 

 

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