‘COCKSUCKER BLUES’ SURFACES ON WEB.

Notoriously banned documentary, Cocksucker Blues, is available to be streamed in 9 parts on the web for what we’re sure will be a very limited time. We have no idea if it’s good, bad, whatever (hardly anyone has ever seen it fully) but we DO know it’s really hard to find. According to legend: Really massive epoch defining rock band- the Rolling Stones- thinks it’s a good idea to have a camera follow them around while touring for their most challenging, drug-addled record to-date until they see what’s on the film and then they ban it. Time heals all wounds so maybe everyone will be stoked for Cocksucker Blues to see the light of day but you never know, so run over HERE and watch that shit before it evaporates into thin air.
ALEXANDER WANG OFFERS NEW DRUG.

Alexander Wang is like the gateway drug for trust fund junkies searching for downtown cool neo-punk infused looks . He’s also decided to let the boys in on the addiction starting Spring 2010. So if your skills pay bills, feast your eyes on the exclusive men’s preview and get your decadent selection of accessories on their new online store. Read on
12 MINUTES OF BALEARIC-NESS.

Here in WMIG land we have a massive, collective boner for everything that Acephale’ Records tells us we should be into, and in all reality, who can argue with Patrik North’s track record: SLU Records, Tough Alliance, he tipped us off on the hole Banjii girl scene that was happening in our own city, Salem and the list goes on and on. So, when the dude throws 2 videos your way that were created as companion pieces for Memory Cassettes newest E.P. you know you’ve got at least 12 minutes of solid Belearic entertainment. Get more info HERE and watch the videos after the jump. Read on
GODZILLA-SIZED GARBAGE PILES.

Brandon Blommaert is amazingly adept at conjuring up piles of garbage into godzilla-sized monsters who knock over volcanoes while tenderly caring for their fallen brethren. Check out more HERE.
YOUR NOT-SO-SUBTLE HERB FARM.

I don’t know about you, but budgeting even your basic grocery expenditure has turned into a feat. Staring out the window searching for a magical solution results in a crushing reality of wind-piled trash and abandoned bed-bugged mattresses smashing this souls’ buffet seeking appetite. Local NY artists Britta Riley and Rebecca Bray have come up with a solution for small dwelling NY inhabitants to cultivate their own garden through that coveted window. Window Farms is a “R&D-I-Y” (research and develop it yourself) tactic for ordinary folks like us to incorporate a vertical hydroponic vegetable garden via clear glass pane. Rows of green bib lettuce, tomatoes, and peppers can adorn your apartment and supply an epic home-grown salad bar. At the same time it’s a low-impact, low-energy, world-saving answer to sustainable products and that gapping whole in your pocket. Read on
SCREWING AND SHOOTING ARE THE SAME.

The Baader Meinhoff Complex is set to hit the US sometime in August after struggling to find a distributor for it’s racy depiction of the RAF’s reign of hailing bullets, flaming bombs, and death. For now, stoke your revolutionary terror flames with this awesome trailer and get ready to fandango that shit as soon as it hits the theatre! Read on
KL IMAGINES HIMSELF AS A WOMAN.

Karl Lagerfeld is not shy to taking on impersonations and roles. A year ago in the September issue of Harper’s Bazaar, Lagerfeld dressed up in his fantasy role of thugged out and cypher flowing rapper KL – apparently the man loves himself some rap. This time around with “Coco Avant Chanel” hitting the screens on September 25th, Bazaar asked him to do an impersonation of Coco as if she were rendezvous-ing today. This subsequently led to KL as Madame Chanel calling himself “idiot Karl”. Self-realization is the bees knees coming from this man. Read on
WESC 2010 PREVIEW!!! STARTS TODAY!!!!

Our mega pals at Wesc are hosting a preview for their 2010 Spring Line in midtown starting today and ending on the 13th. Email jessie.cohen@wesc.com to make an appointment and hi five the swedes!!!!
WE CALL IT: FOOL’S GOLD WINS BAND OF BALLERS.

At noon today all the talk comes crashing down into cold, hard, reality as our Fool’s Gold familia squares off against Mad Decent, Jim Jones, Asher Roth, and some other unnotables (just kidding Matt & Kim, we know you can dunk) in the Converse Band of Ballers 3 on 3 Tournement. We met up with Catchdubs who gave us the inside scoop about who’s who and what’s what and it looks like somebody’s got some tricks up their sleeves. Not saying who, but SOMEBODY (Diplo) is getting a pair of poopy pants tomorrow. Read on
DROWNING CATS.

Danilo Parra is a photographer, filmmaker, and artist who lives, breathes, and sleeps in Brooklyn, NY. His epic cat torture film fits in nicely with our previous post about Lola Dupre but as you scroll through his work it becomes apparent that dude has a well rounded visual aesthetic that stretches far beyond drowning cats in slo mo. Check out a selection of his work after the jump. Read on
DEAR & YONDER.

Surfer girls get a generalized bad rap from the “true” bros for allegedly eating up all the good surf with too much falling down and not enough gnar shredding, but the new film Dear and Yonder should be the ultimate mush hand to the face for that tired outlook. From Indonesia to Mexico to SF; shit gets tore up by Stephanie Gilmour, Sally Fitzgibbons, Coco Ho, Silvana Lima, and Sofia Mulanovich. Read on
DR. 90210 FOR CATS.

Lola Dupre is the Dr. 90210 of the feline world. Her exacto knife has been slicing and dicing the heads off of cats for so long that she has amassed a giant catalog of collage work featuring a veritable petri dish of kitty parts. Sewing, pasting, or hanging the heads of kittens to the bodies of decapitated seals, the hoods of UFOs, or around the silky necks of wafish models gained her a recent feature and cover for Flaunt and brought her kitty surgery to a mass audience while also allowing some of her less Frankensteinian work to be featured as well. Check out her bottomless blog HERE. Read on
GOD’S PREY TAKES DESERT SPIRIT JOURNEY.
The thick, humid, NYC, summertime dumpster batter that is soaking us down from head to toe on the daily has created a longing lilt for the west. Yesterday we threw it up for Warriors of Radness’ beachy ‘tude and now we’re taking a spirit journey through psychedelic rock and sand with God’s Prey. What looks like Sean Reveron and Megan McRae’s tribute to Jodorowsky, Joshua Tree, and the epic peyote scene in Young Guns is better served to be thought of as a uniform to wear while postulating in a peyote haze on the edge of a cliff and calling your “horse” “dog”. We don’t know where to get it as of yet but we guarantee that our zipcar is going to look like it was time traveled in with a naked indian when we return it to the parking garage. Read on
OUTLAW SURFER BROS: WARRIORS OF RADNESS.

We’ve made the Point Break reference once before and now have sincere regrets for doing so. The one analogy that would so perfectly describe Warriors of Radness was wasted so carelessly on another group of Californian outlaws doing some really amazing stuff and now we can hardly live with ourselves. But WOR really are THE OUTLAW SURFER BROS WHO DROVE AROUND IN ARMY SURPLUS JEEPS TERRORIZING TRAFFIC except now they’re a little older and funneling all that mid-20s angst into some locals-only t-shirts, pink pinstriped shorts, and day glo swim wear instead of nose daggering a mountain of cocaine. Shop on their online store HERE or go to Opening Ceremony. Read on
