Kites, WWF, nephews

The fam visited on Saturday. Farmer's Market goodies, pro wrestling, body surfing, flying kites, and swimming at sunset were all parts of the equation. Hit play below for a soundtrack for the pics. Just ignore the "oui, plus fort [and sexy time sounds]" part at the end. naughty, naughty Brigitte.

Happy Friday!

Ok, one more diptych.

I have a hot date this weekend. With my nephews. Their mom, my brother, my folks and I are flying kites with them. It'll be the inaugural launch of Bryn's new kite, which he needed to get after flying my childhood kite this summer. *le sigh

what the font?

And my fourth and last weekend diptych.

It's not just that the Drive font and color is a rip off, it's also that the 80s neon Budweiser /Miami Vice / T&C Surf signage look just doesn't suit the tone of this gritty, edgy film.

Ira Glass, creative gap

My almost decade-long internal struggle with This American Life is that the show is good, but it can be just so precious, so far up its own arse. That conundrum, naturally, can be applied to the captain of the ship, Ira Glass. Here he is, being so pretentious, but so right on.

Like Crazy trailer

Described on a blog as falling somewhere between Blue Valentine and (500) Days of Summer, Like Crazy was the Grand Jury Prize winner for Best Picture at Sundance. Good trailer.

Last night I saw The Future (see below), and I'm 99% sure that at least some of the exteriors were shot right by my place in Silverlake. And now Like Crazy looks like a postcard for my new neighborhood.

The Future

I saw this last night. If you haven't, you should.

Stoney Point doc

An independent filmmaker is making a documentary on Stoney Point, the climbing spot I've started going to with my brother in law Chris, who, coincidentally, you can see at the 2:05 point of this clip (british accent). I was sitting just to the right of frame during his interview. I think you can hear me mouth breathing.

Stoney Point: Portrait of an American Crag - extended teaser from Half Circle G Productions on Vimeo.

so frustrating

Amen, Dr!

summer playlist

Spotify is such a time suck. Today, I woke up, spent four hours clicking through Spotify, got my hair cut, went sailing, then came home and spent another three hours on Spotify. yikes.

Firstly, I think everyone should spend an afternoon in my apartment listening to music. It's pretty amazing. The light! The sea breeze! The windows! I'm bragging. But it's just that good in this tiny studio.

Secondly, if you're not on Spotify, you should join. I put a playlist together for Art's bbq tomorrow. It's nostalgia porn. It goes from yacht rock to 90s hip hop to 70s R&B and makes a lot of pit stops in down south gangsta rap. Yeah, there are four Lauryn Hill songs (not including 2 Fugees tracks) and three from Janet Jackson. I do miss good female MCs. Janelle, Nicki, no pressure.

Click here for the evolving playlist.