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A bike-related, UK exhibition, auction and talk event by Howies and Mcfaul Studio. LB200310

An adult reason to rekindle your Lego love. You know you’ve been missing it. CN190310

Artist Evan Hecox’s modus operandi, captured by Arkitip. CN180310 [1]

You’ve missed the free drinks and stilted conversation, now go for Andy Mueller’s photography. CN110310

Please, let’s not balls this one up as well. Tron 2. CN100310

Posting this because of my title idea: “Deck Chairs”. I’m here all week. CN090310

Brand logos get a new lease of animated life in an Oscar-nominated short. CN090310

Philadelphia-based photographer and brilliant chandelier maker Adam Wallacavage. JS080310

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Chris Noble writer

10 August 2009

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LOVE CHILDREN

In 2001, Campbell Milligan emailed me asking what had happened to Level and for advice about starting a magazine of his own. Foolishly, he ignored my warnings, quit his job at Australia’s Waves magazine and, along with Chris Searl, planned to publish his dream magazine at the end of 2002. “She’s pretty much going to be along the same lines Level was with more of a surf skate snow kick”, he wrote in his next email. So if you’re looking at this site with a tear in your eye, mourning the death of print, heartbroken that Level’s only recourse for a return was electronic, you might find solace in the arms of Monster Children.

MC was openly inspired by Level but is by no means a rip-off, right down to its landscape format. It leans more toward art and photography, featuring extensive articles on mostly well-known artists linked with the surf, skate and snow scenes, and its art and editorial direction is simultaneously clean and ’zine-like, with occasional guest editing by artists such as Evan Hecox and The Art Dump collective. But what is most refreshing about it is that unlike other style/art mags, and like the core scenes it draws inspiration from, it is so far from pretentious or corporate it’s laughable, and while Level never featured pictures of cocks or knockers, or news about our kids and outright cheek, MC holds no quarter and publishes whatever the hell it wants—typos and all—to brilliant effect.

Level ran out of money and was shelved at issue 11 (issue 11 of MC was dedicated to Level as well as other fallen favourites) but, at 23 issues old, MC seems unhindered by news of print’s demise or the world recession. The latest, a Photo Issue, is typically excellent, presenting photos by Ed Templeton, Scott Pommier, Mike O’Meally, Mark Gonzales and dozens of others.

It might take some effort to track down a stockist but you won’t be sorry when you do. (You’d better do it fast, though: it can’t be long before the bank finds the secret passage from the MC office through to its vault.)

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film

The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus

Terry Gilliam is a director that you have probably already decided whether or not you like. His past works have all teetered between genius and madness with varying rates of success. In The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, which is incidentally Heath Ledger’s last film, Gilliam gets his Wizard of Oz / Alice in Wonderland on. It’s a dark tale of good versus evil and the triumph of imagination—and Tom Waits plays The Devil?! Does casting get any better than that?

Roy Christopher, 23 February 2010

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Peter Gabriel: Scratch My Back

It seems like cover records come in three flavors: cop-out, contractual obligation-fulfiller, or rookie mistake. Well, that’s just not the case here. While I must admit to hating this record upon first listen, I can now say with honesty that it is good. Damn good. The first thing that struck me was that two of my favorite things about Peter Gabriel records—besides the lengendary genius that is Peter Gabriel, of course—were missing: the drums (Peter Gabriel records always have banging drums) and Tony Levin (King of the Low End). Scratch My Back is just Peter and an orchestra. I realize now that saying “just” doesn’t do it justice. “Just” Peter + “just” an orchestra = some of the most stark, moving versions of these songs you’re likely to hear. They’re all just devastating, but Talking Heads’ “Listening Wind,” Bon Iver’s “Flume” and Arcade Fire’s “My Body is a Cage” are my favorites.

Roy Christopher, 23 February 2010

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Nate Pritts: A Wonderfull Yeare

The word “poetry” is a quick and foolproof social litmus test. Its mention will usher honesty swiftly to the lips of whomever is listening. They either adore it or abhor it. Some may secretly love it, but no one lies about liking poetry. If you find someone who shares your love of verse, you’ve found something real in this world. With that said, Nate Pritts is one of the best currently doing it and his new collection, A Wonderfull Yeare, is out on Cooper Dillon books. The book is a seasonal shepherd’s calendar made up of four poems, each season a different style but none any less sad or beautiful than the one before. “Is there a better life than this?” I think not.

Roy Christopher, 23 February 2010

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