One of 2oceansvibe’s favourite new acts to come out of the RSA, Wrestlerish, have released a splendiferous music video for their single, sleep. As the title card for the video states, the video is a composite of 921 still fan shots, snapped in and around Gauteng at Wrestlerish gigs (and one guy’s pool).
Artist Vincenzo Cosenza has redrawn the world map based on each nation’s preferred social networking site – ranging from the reasonably well-known Facebook and Orkut to the bizarrely unfamiliar (here) Draugiem – unless you’ve got some friends in Lativa you’ve not told us about.
Maybe it’s a little early to be getting nostalgic, the Google’s Zeitgeist 2010 has you ‘Re-live top events and moments from 2010 from around the globe through search, images, and video.’ South Africans can go ahead and skip to 2:05, though, because that’s where the important part of 2010 really starts.
Remember that song called “Jump On It!”? Sure you do. You used to graunch to that sing in your parents’ garage, with your Back to The Future hi-tops and lumo green laces. That one. This song is what that song is based on, it’s called “Apache”, and the video is face-palmingly awesome. Please enjoy the simulated keyboard dry-humping, among other delights.
God, some headlines just write themselves. Happy Friday, by the way. PETA member and Mötley Crüe drummer Tommy Lee has angrily written SeaWorld protesting their apparent use of killer whale Tilikum as a “chief sperm bank,” collecting ‘deposits’ with “a cow’s vagina filled with hot water.” What happened, Tommy Lee? You used to not be crazy.
Every now and then I drop one of these public service announcements, because I love you and you should know about them. Love is an action, not an emotion, okay?
Think about that. I’m acting out my love for you.
Watch the video – it should bring you up to speed. Oh, animated Taiwanese news clips. You educate, you entertain, you sort of fail to make sense despite sticking to the facts. What can’t you do? Are you free for lunch some time? Coffee, maybe?
On the whole, I am a fan of living in the future; video-phone calls, makin’ sheep immortal, that whole schtick. Except every now and then, slightly disturbing developments crop up, and I’m forced to consider a future where this is much wailing, gnashing of teeth, and zombies. Case in point: you can replace missing arms with robot tentacles.
It’s been thirty years since John Lennon was murdered by a man who got a little bit too excited about his music for his own good, and for John’s, for that matter. In any event, we bring you a truly remarkable short film made in 2007 by a man who as a teen interviewed Lennon in his hotel room. It bears repeating on this infamous day.
So this is sort of interesting – some photos have appeared of Emma Stone with her new blonde get-up, in preparation for the Gwen Stacey role in Spider-Man Whatever. What’s interesting is that a number of people have commented on how much she looks like a Steve Ditko character – Ditko being Spider-Man’s co-creator.
Proverbial Wallets from John Kestner on Vimeo.
Paying things with cards is weird for me. I mean obviously the convenience of having a plastic card that gets me stuff is great – I got to take advantage of the Threadless sale, for instance – but without that tangible sense of loss at having to fork over a wad of cash, there is the risk of going overboard is substantial. Folks at MIT have some ideas about that.
Most of you will no doubt be familiar with PETA, the People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals. As their name suggests, they are an animal rights organisation, with branches the world over. They also have a branch in South Africa, and this afternoon they’ll be skirmishing with Brian Boswell’s Circus in Fourways. Beautiful.
During World War 2, a dead tramp from London was shipped to Italy, given an elaborate backstory by Ian Fleming (of James Bond fame), dressed as a British soldier and supplied with fake British invasion plans. What I’m saying is he was a zombie spy. So as it happens, zombies have been du jour since the mid 1940s.
This weekend saw some rather unfavourable weather conditions. The South Easter unleashed her fury over Camps Bay yesterday, and so Clifton 4th it was. Still, it wasn’t ideal, as the gusts hit every umbrella on the beach, sending the ice-cream men running. But nothing could disturb these beauties…Check the earphones.
Kevin who? Kevin Laye – the guy who wrote Positive Drinking: Control The Alcohol Before It Controls You! We don’t know much about Kevin other than that he’s a hypnotist and the last time he had a jol was in 1962. In his book he runs us through a range of techniques of how to stay sober when you feel a party coming on. Here are some of the highlights.
Oh, internet. I love you. This little gem popped up over the weekend, and I thought you might like it. This guy repeatedly attempted to sell Cash4Gold ‘zip lock bag[s] of gold painted rocks,’ and eventually got an angry letter in response. Which he has framed. There are references to quadriplegic prostitutes. Click through for transcription.
I may have rushed to get to the moral of the story with the headline there. I’m sorry. It’s just that I got so excited because the HMS Invincible is for sale! The Invincible is big enough to carry 22 aircraft (not included), and is available second-hand, previously owned by a lovely old lady who only took it to war on Sundays.
It’s Thursday. Look at this video. It’s partially a rant on nanny-state politics, so you can watch it and act like you’re smart and politically engaged, and it also has footage of ladies in lingerie playing American football, which is relevant to the debate at hand, but also good for its own sake. SFW
Our 2oceansvibe Radio Johannesburg correspondent, Lize Kay, joined us on air today, to give us the the third installment of “What’s The Vibe In Jozi?”, a run down of what’s hot and happening in Jozi. Will her report this week include witty references to parallel parking? Only clicking through to download the very small, very punchy mp3 will give you the answer…
Since 1993, the Literary Review has presented an annual Bad Sex in Fiction Award for the worst description of a sex scene in a novel – and this year that honour went to Rowan Somerville, who narrowly edged out Franzen and Campbell with the sexy, sexy line “like a lepidopterist mounting a tough-skinned insect with a too blunt pin he screwed himself into her.”
Generally we don’t like putting the words ‘love’ and ‘viral’ in the same sentence, because they’re usually followed with ‘should clear up after a round of penicillin.’ Thankfully, this online love-letter-video-thing isn’t the kind you need protection for; it’s a guy’s attempt at reaching his long-distance girlfriend virally over the internet.
I cruised up to Johannesburg on Friday morning with La Muse, The Dude and Salty. We were up for the highly anticipated launch of the new MINI Countryman. I checked the weather report and it mentioned the late 20’s, so I thought we might as well stay until Sunday evening. I mean, there could be worse things than lounging at The Westcliff Pool, right?
So a bunch of new information came to light with the recent Wikileaks release, blah blah everybody’s a spy, they’re planning on reunifying Korea, the U.S.is failing to prevent Syria arming Hezbollah, big deal. But apparently Russia’s badass PM Vladimir Putin and Italy’s pimp-daddy PM Silvio Berlusconi are fist-pumping bros!
So there you are shooting hoops with some buddies on a Friday afternoon and bam! Your elbow connects the face of the most powerful man on earth. Naturally you don’t own up but wait for the world’s media to catch on to the story and identify you with the help of the Secret Service.
Poor Israeli military. You’re like that lonely guy, going through a pretty girl’s photos to see if she really does have a boyfriend, like she said that one time at that club. Except replace ‘boyfriend’ with ‘Orthodox Jewish background,’ which is a way better excuse anyway.
You know those times when you’re cruising on your Vespa, hitting the road with particular destination in mind? Perhaps you’re poodling up a mountain – perhaps not. It’s a bright, sunny late afternoon, some might even call it dusk. Light is thrown across the city scape below, and a slightly chilly wind is up. You think to yourself, “I could use some coffee right now”. Well you wouldn’t be able to get any, right? Wrong. So wrong.
Hipster-bashing was a thing on the internet for a while, except then hipsters started doing it to be ironic and the whole thing got sort of uncomfortable for everyone. Except this little gem’s popped up to make it okay again: a fake movie trailer for Charles Bronson Kills Hipsters. From a time when mustaches were sincere.
Adriaan Willem Bergh has hit us with yet another video. It’s more of an explanation of his previous masterpiece, in which the auteur explains that there’s no such thing as bad publicity. Right you are, AWB. Adriaan Bergh is the gift that keeps on giving. Let’s get this man on national television, people.
Inventor Haidar Taleb is hitting two birds with one stone, sort of, by crossing all seven United Arab Emirates in a solar powered wheelchair to promote the use of renewable energy and raise awareness about causes for disabilities. Also, he’s going alone. And you can’t drink in most of the Emirates. And it’ll take 11 days. Road trip!
Instead, it’s a video of some dude using a woman and a small child as a seatbelt. Or it’s about hugs. Or maybe they’re saying a woman and child will hug you if you drive a car in Sussex? I’m not totally sure, because the important thing to note here is that somehow this lost […]