“It’s impossible, and in fact downright stupid, to “obey the letter of the law” on your bicycle when you find yourself in a situation where the streets and the laws are designed specifically for cars, which describes most of the United States. Moreover, it’s gone way, way past the point where cyclists should need to prove to the very people who are fucking us (that’s drivers and police officers) that we “deserve respect.” We deserve respect for being human, and it ends there.”—Bike Snob NYC
“At the height of their powers, white-noise godheads My Bloody Valentine would be known to leave their guitars alone on-stage at the end of a performance, feeding back for up to 30 minutes while the audience was left awash in the sound of static running on static. Imagining that effect not as an end, but as a beginning, Canadian Tim Hecker offers his third album of dark grey fog. …Starting with “Acephale,” Hecker takes control of the effluvial hiss and slowly melts it down, making it into clear angelic tones on “Neither More Nor Less,” fluttering waves on “Celestina,” and even rounded pulses on “Kaito.” But like a gentle master, Hecker eventually breaks his smoke bubbles, allowing the gas to float free on the generously long closer, “Incurably Optimistic!” Yet low and behold, the vapors continue to hold the shapes in which they were once held, drifting not up and away, but moving in paths around an undeterminable axis until they finally disappear without the least bit of a whimper. But like matter, sound is a finite yet never depleting thing, transferring from electrical buzz to moving air to cerebral stimulation. Potential energy waiting, just waiting to go kinetic again.”—A hell of a review of Mirages by Tim Hecker by Joshua Glazer for AllMusic.
“You know something, the more I think about it, get out. Get the fuck out of our restaurant. Get outside and try doing something with the rest of your life. You probably don’t even need calories yet and you’re barking for food like you’re in critical condition. Come back when you can tell us what you believe in. Come back when you can write out your goddamn philosophy on a menu or napkin, because right now we’re not seeing that in you. Eat less so you actually get hungry, how’s that for a fresh idea? Want something real, and then burn day and night for it, how’s that for a delicious philosophy? You always act like today’s the day you’re going to change: Well, it’s getting darker out earlier again.”—Here’s Our Fucking Healthy Fast Food Philosophy by Dan Kennedy (via travisekmark)
“I do work as an artist and a graphic designer, and there’s this kind of separation between the two things in the world, but to me it’s all one thing. And most of it’s rooted in drawing—or this very basic procedure of idea making—and then from there it goes into different mediums and to projects and out into the world in different forms. But in reality it’s a very simple process.”—Geoff McFetridge
“I’ve always drawn. Even as a little kid, I drew for entertainment. So I drew to tell myself stories and to make things happen. I would get frustrated because I’d draw with another kid and I’d look and they could really draw. There was one moment where a friend of mine drew a shogun warrior, and I was thinking “That is awesome, I can’t draw that”, because I would never sit down, and look at a shogun and draw it. For me drawing was what can you imagine…making things exist…making things happen…it was like play. I wanted things to be happening.”—Geoff McFetridge