Earlier today I wrote about Chris Summerlin’s brilliant gig posters, and he and I had discussed the work of The Bird Machine - a Chigago-based outfit led by Jay Ryan - responsible for quite a few Nottingham posters.
Top Nottingham-based illustrator Chris Summerlin just delivered nine of his incredible gig posters in person. And a fine chap he is too. After ordering my prints, it turned out that Chris lived one street away from me in Sneinton! Small world.
Eight years ago, I spent the Millennium Eve week in a tiny chocolate-box house by the lake in Reykjavik’s old town. I’d just split from my Icelandic girlfriend (Hi Erla) of two years, and I was down. Really down.
A friend of seven years is no more. At times it was the best site on the interwebs. More recently it’s contributors were too stretched to keep on top of it. Yet always it was fun, full-on and fucking brilliant.
Earlier today on Broad Street…
Aggressive new policing in Nottingham.
For seven or eight months, we have been slogging our guts out on two or three vast projects, perhaps the biggest being a major rebuild and redesign for frieze Magazine - Europe’s #1 art magazine.
This is quite possibly the most beautiful film trailer I have ever seen, for the forthcoming feature length film about the wonderful Sigur Ros (about whom I have written too many times to mention). Makes me pine for those old Icelandic summer gatherings at Thorsmork…
I spent the last hour writing a long rant about how every developer outside of the US is now on catch-up.
I guess I should say something about the latest Interpol album, seeing as I’ve just played it three times in a row. I’ve already written about this band on several occasions, and I suppose I’m knee-jerking to the middling reviews in the UK press for their third album. In a nutshell, the average review is wrong, and I am entirely right. It is perfect.