4.28.2011

the one where i compare the flaming lips to a boob job

"The Flaming Lips Releases New Music in Life-Size Gummy Skulls, Teases Gummy Wayne Coyne Statue," is blowin up. Posted Wednesday morning and already it has 94 facebook "likes"!! Whatever that actually signifies, and I doubt it signifies very much, at least there's a lot of reposting, which boosts our Google score and keeps the editors happy. I wonder though if it's my post they're liking, or just The Flaming Lips. Like a girl who got a boob job and suddenly became interesting to talk to, but with the form and content swapped. Should I be worried that people aren't interested in my posts for their ideas, but for their magnificently enormous chichis? That is to say, their flaming lips?

Nah, I'm pretty sure I'm killin it.

jk I really don't know.

4.25.2011

Matzoh Brei

Topped with bananas, yogurt, a few drops of maple syrup, and cardamom. French Toast a la juif, let's say.

4.20.2011

business card, draft 1

Remember these? I never had them printed. Turns out I suck at Illustrator. Instead, I made it into a stamp. I carved the design into a linoleum block using a Speedball Linoleum Cutter and printed with Speedball ink.


The screenprinting ink left a nice texture on the card stock, but was ultimately too unpredictable to be time or cost effective. There was always too much or too little ink on the stamp to give the utensils a clear edge. The uneven surface of the card stock didn't help either. They were just a bad match. For every five cards I made I ended up with only one usable for professional purposes. I like them looking crafty, but you still need to be able to make our the shapes.

I'll use high end stamp pads for my next trial. I imagine they'll give a cleaner, more even and consistent silhouette. Fingers crossed!


4.05.2011

photographic lunch at little doms


grilled chicken paillard, with arugula, grilled mushrooms, balsamic vinegar and olive oil


wood grilled hamburger with burratta, roasted tomato mostarda and speck, and fried potatoes

We've had a great day.

4.02.2011

the best laid plans

Hey, I write about food for the LA Weekly and I'm interested in doing a short piece on The Sandwitches before their show at The Echo.

Nothing that would require a formal sit down, just a quick phone interview about Mrs. Jones' Cookies, Ambient Sad Cake, who can eat the most sandwiches, who can eat a sandwich the fastest, and where in town they like to eat sandwiches. That sort of thing. I think the story has the potential to break boundaries. Welles' The War of the Worlds for food/music journalism. If not, it's still a bit of extra press for the show.

In any case, call or email me to work something out.
Emma Courtland
That was the pitch. One of the first Joe and I talked about when I started contributing to Squid Ink actually. To my surprise and delight they accepted, and I outlined questions for my first SI post in over a month. During the interview, however, things took a turn. It might have been as early as the second question, and I couldn't help but think about my cousin Margy's interview with The Slits.

I had recently listened to the story on Bob Carlson's new show UnFictional on NPR. She describes being a young journalist interviewing the British punk group, who are less than eager to participate. Listening to the tape of the interview, she told me, was excruciating. (You can listen to it here.) She asks them about their influences and they mumble something about the earth and the stars. Something like that. Makes me think I got off easy. Mine was a phone interview after all, I could hang up whenever I wanted. The Sandwitches didn't pelt me with a wad of paper, but they didn't play ball in any other respect either.

We went to see them at the echo last night anyway and I introduced myself and Grace apologized for the awkward conversation. I told her not to worry about it, that it made a good story. You can read it below and let me know what you think.