Monday, November 06, 2006

6 letter word that begins with “F” and ends in “iller”

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Beautiful Celebration of the Perverse:

Neutral Milk Hotel – King of Carrot Flowers Part One
Xiu Xiu – Clowne Towne
Sufjan Stevens – John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

If I Drive I Get Kicked out of the Country:

Vitalic – My Friend Dario
Mylo – Muscle Cars (Reform Reprise)

The Party Must Commence:

Black Leotard Front – Casual Friday
Royksopp – Poor Leno
Gwen Stefani – What Are You Waiting For?

Intensity in 10 Cities (in increasing order of said intensity):

Jason Forrest – Spectacle to Refute All Judgments
Vitalic – La Rock 01
Death From Above 1979 – Little Girl
M83 – Unrecorded
Death From Above 1979 – Go Home, Get Down
Primal Scream – Kill All Hippies

Misc. Good Listening:

The Books – Lemon of Pink Part 1
Serge Gainsbourg – Melody
DJ Crystl – Mind Games
Fennesz – Transit (featuring David Sylvian)

Proper acknowledgment flows in a fraternal direction for introduction to much of this music.

Music I Still Require:

DJ Shadow – The Private Press
FC Kahuna – Hayling
Depeche Mode – John the Revelator (The Beav, I know Ariel has this. Email it.)
Telefon Tel Aviv – What Is It Without the Hand that Wields It?

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S&E live in the tallest building in Nouadhibou. One day I took some photos from the roof. Here are a few.







This is the “Carrefour Cansado,” perhaps the busiest intersection in NDB. This is the place to find cabs to go to either of the two other main neighborhoods of the city – Cansado and Numerwoatt. Notice the lack of any signage or persons controlling traffic in any manner. I cross this street an average of four to six times daily, and each time consider the fact that I could be run over.



One of the various shantytowns consisting of people wishing to get the hell out of Africa. I intend to get a closer look and some better photos eventually, but I am waiting for a Mauritanian friend to escort me. Something about being the white guy wandering aimlessly with a camera worth more than a year’s wages keeps me from going it alone.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

The photos are great. Find that Mauritanian friend and show some more of how the shanty town looks. From a distance it looks like an awful place to exist in. Glad you are getting good music. I will try to get a care package out when I get back to Swarthmore. Grammie is doing pretty well.
I saw Mrs. Fluck yesterday at a quilt show. She sent her best wishes to you. I gave her your blog address. I gave it to a few other Danville people so you could have a growing readership.
Stay safe. Look both ways (Are two ways sufficient?) crossing the road. We want you back in one healthy piece.

Lucy Kafanov said...

yet notice the giant sattelites in the shantytown.... interesting contrast

Anonymous said...

Sir John,
I'm sending you some photos in the mail this week. I'm giggling now thinking of them. Marcin in an apron, me wearing skin, and Caro radiating unenthused.

Life here got interesting. I'm sort of dating someone whose nickname is Los. The other day at 7am instead of exiting via the door of his townhouse, I decided to go out his window to be funny. As I jumped out (he's the basement room) I half landed on a blind man walking to work. Most bizarre incident to happen to me to date.

I also got to see all of Elaine's rack last week. My jaw is still hanging open.

Do any of those crazy dreams you have include me? I'd like to think I play an important part in your subconscious.
-KT

Anonymous said...

hey john,
bobby just directed me to your blog. i'm now hooked on the drama of your suffering. i just went to jean nouvel's new musee du quai branly in paris (the dark continent museum). you should totally steal some rubble to sell them. the building's great.
or, better yet, pull a madonna and steal an african baby! the tabloids in london are going bananas over that one.
--jaffer

J. said...

No, they don't Katie. Goddamn, you are crazy.

Anonymous said...

thanks for the pictures, john. i think you need to name your gecko. i'm insulted that you weren't "inspired" by any of my suggestions, but at this point, that poor thing needs a name. geckos can't have very long life spans in the best of conditions, i'd hate to see the little guy kick it without a proper nom.

i also would like to request that you make more pics available to us. i know you're going for a minimalist look with your blog, which i happen to like very much, but maybe you could just include a link somewhere inconspicuous where you post all photos - regardless of artistic quality. and take some of yourself!!

i will be in toronto for a couple of weeks for work this month. i will send you telepathic thoughts of frigid temperatures if you'll do the reverse for me. i'll also include some telepathy involving toronto's most prized export, the barenaked ladies (best band ever).

ps. our guy jeffrey won project runway. he grew on me after a while. i think he would be a good alternative if things with you and daniel v didn't work out.

lovekerry

Anonymous said...

Hey John,

I was in Paris this past weekend. The car which side view mirror I may have 'removed' was still parked outside of 18 Rue Des Lyonnais. It was amazing to go back for the first time since living there for 5 months. I'll send you some pictures in case you're low on those. Keep on keepin' it real...