“This video invites you to drown in a sea of butts — male and female — while enjoying the balls-out vocal stylings of a rapper who, unlike Lady Gaga, isn’t going to “follow you until you love me,” but instead “until you fuck me.” This lyrical update to “Paparazzi” is reflective of Nicky Da B’s whole style in “Go Loko” — he’s elevating the idea of a dance party track to a fabulously extreme (and sexxxy) level.” (via Rusty Lazer)

“There are a number of reasons to post this new video for “Go Loko” from New Orleans bounce artist Nicky Da B — most recently seen around these parts collaborating with Diplo — but I think the number one reason is because it probably contains more ass per second than any music video in modern history.” [emphasis mine]

“Up to now, customers had perpetual access by paying a single fee for Adobe’s Creative Suite. From next month, continuing access to the programs, either individually or as a whole, will demand a monthly fee.”

See also.

“The Egyptian-American activist speaks out on the dangers women still face in a changing Mideast” (portrait by me)

“But it’s more interactive than a magazine. I already have Instagram for mobile snapshots, and Twitter for brief thoughts or links, and Tumblr for ephemeral daily photos. So why this photo blog? I’m excited about this part as well: I’ll be using those things to act as a focus group for this thing. Using a complicated set of algorithms collectively known as “my gut,” I’ll be assessing interest in the work I post on social media, based on retweets, reblogs, and likes. Periodically I’ll be taking the content my followers have “up-voted” via those other social platforms, and I’ll explode it in more depth here. The stories behind the scenes, the inspiration behind the aesthetic, the cultural references implicit in the creation, and special editions for the Shop tied to each post. So my followers can, in effect, vote for some of what I will post here, using their own social media accounts to let me know what they’d like to hear more of, or collect, or both.

So, welcome to my new thing. I’m excited for it. Thank you in advance for helping me keep it Always On.”

(Interview with Daniel Spaulding on Communization, Occupy, and the spectre of aesthetics)

“Rather than present them as objects of sexual satisfaction, as they would be in porn, the women involved in this art project are the subjects of their own erotic satisfaction. They choose what books they read, as well as the selected passage from the book. While they read aloud, their minds focus on the well-crafted sentences and verses of the literature, their breathy voices pronounce the words in a calm and deliberate cadence, but their bodies slowly begin to tingle with the teasing pleasures leading up to climax. Breathing shifts, words are mis-spoken or dropped, their bodies squirm, smiles spread, hands wipe perspiration from the face, and eventually, their entire focus shifts from the intimacy of the words to the intimacy of their pleasure, from their minds to their bodies. It’s captivating to watch. Imbued with all the great guilty pleasure of voyeurism.”

“They have an anthem called “Indian Red” whose lyrics include:

“I’ve got a Big Chief, Big Chief,

Big Chief of the Nation Wild, wild creation

He won’t bow down, down on the ground

Oh how I love to hear him call Indian Red”

Objectively, out of context, this is by-definition cultural appropriation. Imagine if these were white men and women. I should be offended…right?

But it’s complicated. The history of Mardi Gras Indians comes out of a history of shared oppression and marginality between the Black and Native residents, or some stories point to a desire to honor Native communities who took in escaped slaves.

Excellent short video following Big Chief Howard Miller of the Creole Wild West Tribe in New Orleans. He talks about the history and traditions of the Indians.