I’ve looked at a lot of crime scene photos since starting this blog (ok…maybe before that, too), and I think these ones from 1920s NYC might be the worst I’ve seen yet. There’s something in the stark lighting that makes these look almost unreal; the scenes of terror frozen in
Social media has turned me on to an overwhelming amount of amazing artwork, too much for me to catalog or keep track of in my feed. Specifically, I find myself with a vast number of tattoo artists I respect and admire, but I can’t seem to keep track of them.
Photos and Interview by Teddie Taylor It was nearly three years ago that Baton Rouge sludge/drone/punk/doom metal band Thou released their brilliant, forward-thinking fourth LP, Heathen. In the seemingly long time since then, though, they’ve collaborated twice with fellow genre-evaders The Body, put out half-a-dozen various splits and EPs and
Via Dazed Digital Most porn is set in a Bizarro World with bizarro logic, where pizza delivery boys accept sexual favors in lieu of minimum wage and women can orgasm solely through penetration. But while this fantasy universe bears a passing resemblance to real life, the videos made by Inside
The passing of a loved one defines life for most human beings. How we celebrate and/or mourn that passing defines a culture. In the 19th century, death was a solemn affair that society obsessed over, rife with superstition and replete with traditions that must be followed in order to ensure the
Text & Photos: Bobby Cochran Code Orange are no longer just a bunch of kids from Pittsburgh. The five-piece hardcore outfit (including touring guitarist Dominic Landolin) have matured into a pulverizing, solid sonic machine, and they brought their own special brand of madness to the tiny San Francisco club, Thee Parkside.