An installation at the Victoria and Albert Museum in the UK, by Bobby Peterson. I love how it entices people to experiment and play with each other — music is so primally compelling. The resulting knee-bobbing dances are also hilarious.
Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday . . .
. . . but never ever jam today! [if you haven’t experienced this gem of drug-induced hysteria, it’s a straight-to-TV musical adaptation of Alice in Wonderland that’s even trippier than the original] Oh what to do? What to do? What to do when one scores an entire flat of strawberries [that’s TWELVE little green pint… Continue reading Jam tomorrow, jam yesterday . . .
MC: We raced around the Panhandle
In the spirit of Craigslist Missed Connections [after disclosing my not-so-secret guilty pleasure in a previous post], an MC of my very own! I thought it might be fun to relay some of the amusing and random interactions with strangers that are impossible to avoid in a tiny city like SF [and which, let’s be… Continue reading MC: We raced around the Panhandle
Dancing in the Dark
For full effect, turn off the lights, bump the video up to 720p, and switch to full screen. Live stop-motion and believable antigravity — prepare to have your mind blown. I’m a sucker for good dancing of any genre, but here the combination of sick moves AND tech creates such an entirely novel, totally trippy… Continue reading Dancing in the Dark
The Clay Street Hill Railroad
I pity the tourists that queue halfway up Powell St. and stoically endure a barrage of preachers and tap dancers and hot dog vendors in order to ride a famed cable car. I could tell them that they should go up a few streets and hop on a train without the wait, or that maybe… Continue reading The Clay Street Hill Railroad