Photographer: Klaus Pichler
Based in: Vienna, Austria
This is a photo of my girlfriend in a hotel’s hallway in Odessa, Ukraine. We made a trip to the Ukraine three years ago and we stayed in this hotel for some nights. This was one of the hotels you can still find in Eastern Europe where the grandezza of the old days blends with the functionality and tastelessness of comunist days, resulting in a feeling which is comparable to a pre-Perestroyka movie version of ‘Shining’. We thought that a bed sheet ghost would fit perfectly to these uncanny hallways, and one night, when we were sure that all of the merciless heavyweight parlour maids had left the building, we staged this picture.
When Police say that they are here to protect and serve, that is a bunch of bullshit. These corporate forces of hate are meant to protect the rich and subjugate the poor worldwide. During the 60′s and 70′s, the world was fighting back against colonialism, from Africa to Europe to America. This is when the African Americans were considered enemies of the state if they chose to stand up for their civil rights. Check out these photos of riots that took place in the “land of the free” for those who were not white. When I look at these photos, I see that the slave master was still running shit only 55 years ago…That being said, it’s always good to know your past so that it’s not repeated! Looking into the eyes of these officers is looking into the eyes of evil!
Photographer Adam Krause was at his local gym when he first met the guys who’d become the subjects of his series “Greenpoint Brooklyn Nazi Skinheads.” Krause grew up in Florida and was part of a tough punk rock community himself. “I knew the guys were skinheads after recognizing a racist band on one of their T-shirts. I think my background of being involved in the punk scene just helped me identify these guys, similar to someone interested in cars probably can identify a certain model of car,” he said in an email.
Krause spent a few weeks with his subjects, photographing them in fatigues alongside Nazi regalia, sometimes with bandanas covering their faces to obscure their identity. “It’s a collaborative effort. I photograph my subjects in places that are intrinsic to them. In some cases the subjects don’t want to be photographed in their homes, so we went to places where they’d hang out,” he said.
Photographer Hal – aka Haruhiko Kawaguchi – has one of those artistic visions that seems uniquely Japanese. His series of photographs entitled “Flesh Love” exemplifies the Japanese tendency to push the boundaries of sanity when it comes to art. Kawaguchi vacuum-seals couples in plastic futon bags for 10 to 20 seconds at a time, enough time for them to survive with no air and for him to take only a couple of frames before they are released. His aim is to highlight the concept and emotion of Love in his work, to seal it in for a few seconds that his photos turn into an eternity. Anyone who has been in love can recognize the expressions of peace and angst on his subjects’ faces, the contortions they twist into in order to accommodate one another. I’m not even talking about sexual positions here – more the emotional contortions required in a relationship, the way we hold each other’s souls close but try to allow room for each other at the same time. These photos take my breath away, literally, imagining the feeling of having all air sucked from the space around me, surviving off of what oxygen is held in my lungs and bloodstream, clinging to my husband for a brief few seconds before we are released. Even though I feel slightly panicky at the thought, according to Kawaguchi, the majority of the time the women remain calm and still, while the men begin to panic and struggle. One guy even pissed himself in the bag. I can’t say I blame him. Check out Flesh Love below – plus you can pick up prints HERE and the book HERE.
Text & Photos: Adam Murray
Many smokes and vapors filled the Complex throughout this night: fog, incense, smudge, weed, and a few of the human variety of course. To say it was atmospheric in there would be an understatement!
Actuary brought the noise, turning the knobs and twisting the waves. A friend labeled them Arena Noise since they actually go to practice and hone their sets and whatnot, bringing listeners deliberately composed noisescapes of otherworldly tones and warbles.
Murk Rider, self-labeled stoner black metal from San Luis Obispo, gave it 400%. The sound was primarily black – blasts and tremolo – with some nice stoney interludes to break up the bleakness. It was very impressive, but with song lengths often running well past the 12 minute mark, they probably could’ve dropped one from the setlist.
The second day started with two Portuguese acts, Black Bombaim and la la la resonance, in one wonderful project that brings a huge excitement to the table. A big jam where space rock is mixed with the psychedelics and jazz and afrobeat are elements of the final “product”. Unfortunately, the sound was not that great and the project was unable to show their full potential like they did a few months before in another Portuguese festival, Milhões de Festa. Nevertheless, this is one of the most exciting projects in Portugal and it will probably blow people’s minds when they release their record. Amplifest it’s not only a festival of music, it’s way more than that.
Having an open mind to all forms of self expression is something I’m totally down for! A couple of months back, our family took a day around Los Angeles on the train. While on one ride, we met a group of teenagers that were all dressed up and full of passion. We struck up a conversation with them and found out they were into cosplay for a video game that our friend’s company actually designed. That moment, I realized that these humans in costume have a major role in the fantasy world of games and movies. All of this brings me to Klaus Pichler‘s new series entitled Just the Two of Us, that features Austrian cosplay enthusiasts at home doing everyday life things. These photos are striking and show that no one should judge these people for doing their own thing. Check out Klaus Pichler’s amazing photos and step into the ordinary universe of fantasy.
Who hasn’t had the desire just to be someone else for awhile? Dressing up is a way of creating an alter ego and a second skin which one’s behaviour can be adjusted to. Regardless of the motivating factors which cause somebody to acquire a costume, the main principle remains the same: the civilian steps behind the mask and turns into somebody else. ‘Just the Two of Us’ deals with both: the costumes and the people behind them.
Photos: Nuno Bernardo
October is always a special month if you are interested in good alternative music and interested in seeing artists perform with honesty and a lot of heart… And if you have the possibility of spending a couple of days in the wonderful city that’s Oporto, in Portugal, to attend Amplifest. Since the very first moment is began, Amplifest created a special feeling and by now people seem to understand how special these moments are when music is just the central piece of a big and beautiful painting. The venue? Hard Club, as always. A suitable place for the festival (you probably can’t find anything better for Amplifest in Portugal) with a magnificent view of the Douro river.
The first day couldn’t have started in a better way. The Swiss band Zatokrev opened with their sludge, doing justice to the apocalyptic side that they like to use as a description of their awesome sound. Frédéric Hug, the drummer, was one of the most impressive things of the whole festival. That guy is not even fuckin’ real… Ok he’s real, but we don’t want to admit it because we will look bad in the picture with him. The band was almost perfect, playing their guts out, and the best part is you could see that they were having loads of fun playing together. Incredible!
Every year, while much of the world staggers around in a hung-over stupor after a night of mocking death, Mexicans worldwide celebrate their most important holiday of the year – Dia de los Muertos – from November 1st to November 2nd. While Dia de los Muertos is celebrated in many countries, it was founded in Mexico, but the roots of this celebration of the dead go back thousands of years, as the honoring of the dead through festivals was a common practice of many of the indigenous cultures that inhabited the territory known as Mexico, most notably the Aztecs. The Aztec celebration of Mictecacihuatl was merged with the Catholic holidays of All Saints’ Day and All Souls’ Day after the Spanish invaded their territory and forced their beliefs on them. The concept of honoring those who have died, and setting aside days to spend with them in spirit, is a beautiful one. The altars that people build in their homes and communities are meant to welcome dead relatives and friends back to the land of the living for a couple of short days, and cemeteries become gorgeous, candlelit party grounds. Far from the slimy zombies that Halloween offers us, cemeteries that are decorated for Dia de los Muertos are warm and welcoming, covered in marigolds and brightly colored decorations. Definitely what I would want to see if I came back from the grave, rather than a bunch of machete-wielding angry survivors trying to chop my head off. Maybe if I rose to find flowers, tequila and Marlboros waiting for me, I wouldn’t want to eat your brains. Check out some beautiful Dia de los Muertos altars and cemeteries below…
Photos & Text by Darryl Reid
Blasting out of New York’s streets like a bunch of glue-huffing speed freaks, Sad Boys are a blast of high energy pogo punk that sadly has been lacking in the punk scene the last few years. Luckily for us, a great bunch of bands are bringing back the fun times with a fuck-it-all attitude and nihilistic styling.
Sometimes you wanna be punished by your music and wallow in your misery and sometimes you just want to dance around a dark room like a coked-out monkey. Sad Boys bring the high energy Freak factor to Eleven, so if you have the chance check them out.