Professional Weirdo, Jimbo Matison hand-made this music video for his friends, the Bloodthirsty Butchers, a punk band from Japan. When their frontman, Hideki (Yoo) Yoshimura, passed away earlier this year, Jimbo dove into a tribute for the band in the form of a sweet, cardboard, stop-motion music video, complete with a lot of psychedelic weirdness, and a moment of silence for Yoo.
And by “across the pond,” I mean the good ol’ US of A. Since pretty much the entirety of the Harry Potter series takes place in the UK, I dig seeing a fan film that deals with the wizarding world further abroad, with new characters and a new macguffin. Nice.
The few peaks I’ve seen of the photos of Vivian Maier in this trailer astounded me. To think someone could hide a secret hobby their whole life and be this talented seems unreal. Maybe that’s why this story warrants it’s own documentary. I will likely have to go see this. In case you were wondering, it releases in (select?) theaters tomorrow.
…it would likely look something like this. Part of a four episode series, I think I like the Mario one the best, but also worth checking out a modern gritty take on Luigi, Princess Peach, and Toadstool.
Ashtira Furman holds the most Guinness World records of all time. Sample of records: skipping, balancing a cigar box on his chin, tiddlywinks. In this perfect short documentary from Brian McGinn, trains for a new record: climbing Machi Picchu on stilts.
How have we not shared this yet? I mean, this is art.
Someone sent me this Yoko Ono video for ‘Bad Dancer’ as a not so subtle reminder that I can’t dance. It’s ridiculous, it’s frivolous, but it makes me laugh to see all these folks (2 Beastie Boys, Ira Glass, Reggie Watts) jumping around like fools.
In looking for some background on the video, I came across this video from Paul McCartney’s latest album, “New.” Like the Yoko Ono video, it’s got celebrities dancing around, but unlike the Bad Dancers, these folks have no reason to be here. To wit: why is Jude Law being moody with a hat? Why did someone do such a shoddy chroma job with Chris Pine? And why is Johnny Depp listening to his phone, when Paul McCartney is playing piano next to his head? What a punk.