This weekend I attended a party where the drink of choice was communion wine. The standards for sacramental wine are different than consumer wine, which is why — perhaps naively — I didn’t think you could purchase it online. Apparently you can, but it’s really just wine made to altar wine standards — grapes only and “uncorrupted.” True altar wine is not sold to the general public. Angelica wine is the most popular altar wine. It’s a sweet, high-alcohol dessert wine that is believed to originate in Los Angeles, produced by Franciscan missionaries. You can buy a consumer variety over here.
At the same party, I ended up talking to a man who believes he’s a werewolf. So, that happened.
I paid a visit to The Colonial Theatre in Phoenixville, Pennsylvania, which hosted its first show in 1903. Scenes from The Blob were filmed there. The balcony is still open to patrons.
I’ve been writing a James Bond column for Movies.com and was excited to spot these Bond girl makeup tutorials from Sam and Nic of Pixiwoo fame. Their videos are always beautifully shot, and the artistry is admirable. I don’t wear nearly as much makeup (or smear glue stick on my face, ouch), but I always pick up a few things to try out and learn about new products. They love recreating theatrical pop culture looks.
* Mike Shiflet’s Llanos has been in heavy rotation. He’s playing at Vox Populi June 27.
* Nick Cave’s rejected Gladiator 2 script: “Following the success of Gladiator, released in 2000, Crowe and Scott invited Cave to write a script for the sequel. They hoped that the macabre musician could find a creative solution to Gladiator 2′s main hurdle – that Maximus, Crowe’s character, dies at the end of the first film.”
Cicada tucked inside plastic, amber medical container (found inside an abandoned hospital in Philadelphia)
Puppet for a video short
Sketchbook collage: photos and vintage encyclopedia illustrations
I live near a typewriter repair/sales shop, which is on the verge of closing. One day I went inside to take a peek, and the owner gave me this typewriter for free because he loved my bicycle and said I had “pizzazz.” I use it for something almost every day.
Hula hoop music. (Yes, really.) From Jacopetti and Prosperi’s 1971 mondo Addio Zio Tom (Goodbye Uncle Tom).
Centerfolds in Philadelphia
My Miami pics suffered from inebriated shaky syndrome — and shaky pools and beaches are kind of boring (sorry for failing you). Florida isn’t my favorite place in the world, but Miami has this amazing bygone motel culture that is kitsch-sleaze perfection.