- Anthony Bourdain (Tune in to No Reservations tonight at 10:00 p.m. to watch Anthony Bourdain visit Russ & Daughters on a special NYC episode)

ryanbrown:

google news archive search for: “let me know what you think”

this is what self publishing has done to us.

(related, slightly)

Photo by Hiroko Masuike for The New York Times for

Christopher Gray’s article — “Streetscapes: Neon Signs - The Best and the Brightest” — gets the R&D naming story slightly wrong, but this photo is really great.

Dear you,

I love this commercial. It feels like my friends made it. Also, at 8:00 a.m. last Tuesday, I accidentally dialed someone who lives in California, while my phone was in my pocket and I was arguing with someone else in a cab. It was 8:00 a.m. New York-time, so it was 5:00 a.m. California-time. He was thrilled with me.

Love, Me

Dear you,

There was a time, after I stopped talking to a boy, that I had a playlist on my ipod called “Music You’ve Missed.” I added to it each time I heard a song I wanted to share with him, but knew I shouldn’t. The Cloud Room’s “Hey Now Now,” was on it because it belonged there, but also because I knew that it was good for me to listen to as I walked to work every morning and obsessed. I didn’t know any of the song’s backstory until now.

Love, me

tylercoates:

The Cloud Room - “Hey Now Now”

From “The Smash That Wasn’t”:

In winter 2004, an aspiring New York singer-songwriter with the temerity to call himself simply “J” got a sore throat that proceeded to last unabated through the season and into spring. At the end of the fourth month, the spooked J got an HIV test. It came back positive. He tested again— at which point the doctor took a three-week Caribbean vacation, safely locking the new results (negative) out of J’s reach in her office. The basic tune for “Hey Now Now”, in all its fetal-position primality, came together during the wait (“I wasn’t sure where it came from— it sounded like a children’s song,” the author says). Conversely, the lyrics (“We’re going downtown! We’ll take the bus there! Pay the bus fare! And we’ll find a new reason, a new way of living”) tumbled out in the rush of joy that followed.

The ecstasy proved contagious. By July 2004, the rudimentary song had floored, in chronological order, J’s bandmates, family, friends, friends’ friends, and a modest Luna Lounge audience that included a woman named Polsia Ryder, who ran the music arm of a media mini-empire called Gigantic. “It was such a perfect song,” says Ryder when asked about her first exposure to “Hey Now Now”. “There was no doubt in my mind it was a hit.”

Dear you, Also, and maybe most of all, these. Love, Me

Dear you, I’d like all these dishes. Love, Me

Chanel. Soho.

dearoldlove:

You were not the last man to have a problem with the fact that I don’t sound “enthusiastic” when I answer the phone.

Things I DO understand and definitely AM going to talk about:

• I wanted to change the design of Things I Don’t Understand And Definitely Am Not Going To Talk About
• I did not really know how to do that.
• I messed up the html a lot, while trying.
• Meaghan saved the day. She let me send her lots of nit-picking art direction via instant message and then she just made it all happen. And now it looks like this. Hire her.

Right now my IT department is working on this: fixing Things I Don’t Understand And Definitely Am Not Going To Talk About.

Wallpaper by 5.5 Designers

everybodycares:

In the Aeroplane Over the Sea - Jeff Mangum (live)

dearoldlove:

That’s not a punny title; this is an actual editor’s note. “Dear Old Love” is up for a Bloggie as Best Microblog! Vote at 2009.bloggies.com. Thank you, nominator. Also, thank you readers and contributors for making this site something worthwhile—it can make my heart hurt, but more often makes me laugh. Back to the notes…