Archive for the ‘Style’ Category
Triumph Thruxton.
I see this Thruxton parked by our old office on Allen & Rivington quite often. It doesn’t look like much work has been done to it, but I like the little aesthetic touches that have been made – more flat black is always ok in my book.
Fall 2010.
A month ago, I posted about shooting the 3sixteen Fall 2010 lookbook with Vincent Tsang. We’ve since released the lookbook on the 3sixteen website; the image above is my favorite of the lot.
Herbie Hancock.
Stanley Kubrick.
I have always enjoyed dealing with a slightly surrealistic situation and presenting it in a realistic manner.
The Ocean.
“We’ve done four already but now we’re steady, and then they went 1, 2, 3, 4!
Growing up, I dreaded piano lessons. They happened on a weekly basis, and were a constant reminder of how little I had practiced during the week. My teacher drove in from Long Island to give me and my friends Calvin and Ernie hour-long lessons at my home; we’d always argue about who would go first when it was really just a futile act of prolonging the inevitable. Ernie and Calvin were a few years older than me and were therefore into things that I hadn’t yet heard of. Ernie’s music tastes, in specific, intrigued me. I’d spend many of those afternoons watching tv and waiting for my lesson, while Ernie would usually have headphones over his ears listening intently to his walkman. I eventually mustered up the courage to ask him to make me a tape of whatever he was listening to. The next week he brought me a cassette that was filled with songs from the Canadian prog-rock band Rush, a group that I’ve grown to love. The very last track, however, was a song by Led Zeppelin. It was called “The Ocean.”
20+ years later, I still can’t get enough of that song. I’m not sure if it’s the unorthodox time signature, the doo-wop at the end, the crunchiness of Jimmy Page’s riffs or John Bonham’s squeaky bass pedal that continues to captivate me time and time again; I suspect it’s all of those things and more. To me, “The Ocean” might be one of the greatest rock songs of all time – and like my hatred of cilantro, I will defend that opinion vigorously.