Thursday, August 20, 2009

Radio tonight: Shh! I said NO TALKing! Edition...

Yessireebob. Mutant Hardcore Flower Hour at 10pm central time tonight! DJ Paramour will be my sexy guest and we'll hear some tunes from her archives. Other sexiness will include a performance by No Talk (pictured above). Me, 10, Scott, 11, Young Burton, midnight. Give a tug.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Traci and Ashley deserve your respect.

You know what? We are home to a couple of the planet's most criminally underrated photographers. Who just happen to be exhibitionists/voyeurs. And (perhaps inadvertent) maverick feminists. Kiss goodbye to Puritan America, that's for sure.

Meet Traci Matlock and Ashley MacLean. Up until this past June, they served time blogging as "Rose and Olive" on the 'edgy' national cultural website Nerve.

They're a duo of seemingly inseparable photographers who document (and stage) their lifestyle. It's hard to tell their sexual identity apart from their photography identity, but that's not really the point.

Is there a point? There is, and they have themes (how else you gonna get funded?) I'll just let others do the academa-cizing, 'sides the themes are readily apparent. What we have here is snapshots of tawdry, portraits of tawdry, polaroids of Is-that-a-body-part-or-a-piece-of-fruit?, videos that should be pulled, tongue-in-cheek fun (pun intended), completely innocent nakedness, some not so serious, and some deadly.

The medium chosen is whatever is handy, apparently. Polaroid, black and white, medium format, point-and-shoot (hell, yeah) natural light, harsh flash, and always film (I think). Handy and quick gives the photos their un-contrived apeal.The wealth of images is also indicative. Of something, I'm not sure what. Does it matter? Sex is what brings all the visual themes together via woodsy settings, front porches, swimming pools, sand, scars, indentations, fruit, and people many of whom are not 'classically' beautiful (LOVE that).

Here's what else I adore: they explore sexuality without ever questioning or challenging moraes. Traci and Ashley take photos and/or have sex with friends and strangers alike and it's not ever treated as edgy or private. It's perfectly natural. Or it's a celebration. Or a good way to pass the time. Or an act of humility, depending on who is on the receiving end.

Their body of work (and especially the Nerve images from the last year and a half) has a love-the-one-you're-with meets Mae-West-feminism kind of appeal, if you catch my drift. And I adore that they adore one another. Of course it's this kind of no-zone, laissez faire, sexually charged photography that could only be born of Houston. I'm telling you, it's in the water.

I could go on and on about them but just go to their newest blog titled The Ingoing. Trust me, these are NSFW.

And if you're into photography documentaries, go here! This looks like a good one. I'm going to score a copy for sure when it becomes available.

We share a love of Eggleston. And a darkroom. And an interest in the seedier side. As friends, as peers, I'm happy just knowing they're somewhere in my town. I know these things don't last forever, but a toast to the here and now and the one you're with. Cheers!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Her middle name is Marianne

Steve Simels got a flurry of comments regarding his posting of a video clip of Swedish boudoir babe Anita Ekberg on his column on As he says, you can and should...check it out here. That's a nice little film blog. I'm sure he won't take offense that's I say its not the most academic film blog on earth. Very readable and witty...and you don't even have to be terribly film savvy to enjoy it.

In any case, today's post is about the former Ms. Sweden and her, uh, dancing abilities. After watching the clip, I couldn't help but look for images of her. She has the most amazing nose. And of course the rest of her is pretty easy on the eyes as well.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

RADIO TONITE: Me, Scott Butt, and three prostitutes

Welcome to the NEW me. Kinda like the old me but less tardy/more, err, lucid. Note that I start at the new happy-hour-proof time of 10pm Texas time.

Here's my press release:

Mutant Hardcore Radio Tonight







time=last call

for real: i took over the 10pm slot to avoid flaking out/being FACED on air. so no need for you to stay up late to witness a fiasco. sorry, charlies.