Two mixtapes are released by two of the most influential rappers/producers around. Stars align.

D O W N L O A D

SELF MADE
PRAY FOR FORGIVENESS

I saw the film “The Wanderer” (1967) by Jean-Gabriel Albicocco (based on Henri-Alban Fournier’s only novel “Le Grand Meaulnes,” published in France in 1912) with a friend in 1999. We were alone in the theater. I loved the movie from the get go, my instant-fierce love. The film received terrible reviews though; everyone said how disappointing the film was compared to the book, and how bad Brigitte Fossey was as Yvonne De Galais.

I’ve seen the movie dozens of times. I own it. Brigitte is breathtaking every time. You know the poem by Robert Frost? The road not taken is never too far from the one you took. Brigitte was a somehow sad person, but she laid the mask on thick: heavy hairdo and opaque foundation. I identified with her anger mostly, all that defiance and glare. I was afraid of her too. The road not taken.

Yvonne spent a great deal of time in the film insisting, “I’m not angry.” Except she was.

Posting, posting, posting. Loving, loving, loving.

Go, and come back when you’re afraid not to.

Spring time always reminds me of a very special trip i took to California, many years ago, at this time of the year. Today in particular, while watching Fleet Ilya’s SS11 collection, I remembered a barbecue restaurant overdone in pastels, like a fast-food hospital, near the border to Mexico. My friend and I left the room door open while carrying garbage to the dumpster and when we came back a teenage girl was sitting next to our door. Her skirt was torn down the side as either an act of violence or a statement of fashion. She looked exhausted. I offered her a diet soda and she took a sip, then set it aside and walked away just like in the movies. She reminded me of someone who had once dented my locker with her foot. She had left her bag. I took it, opened it, hoping to come across a picture of someone I knew from high school but didn’t. The girl’s name was Bianca. After that I remember sitting on the porch wiht my friend for a bit. Bianca never returned.

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My best italian friend’s name is Leo (careful to pronounce it Lay-Oh, not Lee-Ho). Anyway.