Showing posts with label flux magazine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flux magazine. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

a brief moment of self-promotion

Okay, so it took me long enough, but I finally got around to putting the two short pieces I did for Flux back in December up online, ahead of hopefully seeing Hope Larson at MoCCA this weekend.

Without further ado:

Hope Larson
Foals

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

i've lost control again

Last summer I was asked by one of the magazines I freelance for to do an urgent piece for them, an interview they'd just been granted that they wanted to get in the issue they were about to close. A day's turnaround is what they said. But fuck it, when they told me what it was, I jumped at it. It was a phone interview with Sam Riley during a break in filming Control. He seemed a sweet lad. It was pissing with rain, typically for England towards the end of August, and we spent a little too long taking the piss out of Nottingham (sorry Notts) where they were filming - and where I lived for three years whilst at uni. Obviously when it came to writing it all up I left that stuff out...

This recent buzz about it emanating from the Cannes Film Festival made me think of it again, and hunt down the trailer on youtube. Oh my. It just looks - well, I for one can't wait for this film to come out. Isn't Samantha Morton just a doll? And Sam Riley looks great. And I swear I see the Lenton tower blocks that I used to live right next to in Nottingham for all that time... Ahh the Church Estate and your crack whores, pre-teen delinquents, shootings, frequent fires and joy riders. Good times.

Read the article here. Watch the trailer (apols for the French subtitles, couldn't find a clean version) below.

My final thought on the matter: as the sister of an epileptic, should they really show Ian staring at a static tv screen?? I'd've thought he'd be writhing on the floor with just one look at it, like my sister would be. Meh.


Monday, June 12, 2006

yo' mama

Did anyone else think the England game on Saturday was actually kind of rubbish? And did anyone else want to smack Paredes and/or the ref in the second half? Winning 1-0 by a Paraguayan own goal... not especially something to be proud of, boys.

In other news:

As my NY peeps throw the Sonic Youth release and after party, I finally manage to upload the SY interview from the current issue of Flux magazine.



And. Also. Whilst interweb-surfing this morning in an Editorial Assistant capacity, I came across this. I hope it brightens up your Mondays as much as it has mine...