let the world know of my majesty

Ashik Kerib (1988), a movie I would like to see. Pinched from Mafia-Hunt. Reminds me of this.

take ivy

My flatmate and I are going to start dressing ivy league, but it all hinges on our pants arriving in the mail (she is apparently going to start "chimping out" if they don't arrive today). Its because we have plans, man. She's going to be Princeton, in little khaki capri-slacks, and I'm totally going to be Berkeley in my Wrangler teen-disco--flares. Anyway, she sent me her Princeton inspiration, a book called Take Ivy which was the product of a Japanese photographer T Hayashida documenting American universities in the sixties. Its just been republished and it looks, well, inspirational. Image scans from The Trad and A Continuous Lean.

i've got soft skin

Its going to be a grey and rainy weekend in Auckland, and this is a nice song to listen to while watching rain roll down your windowpane.
This weekend is going to be a bit of a melancholic marathon, though. There's Black Rebel Motorcycle Club tonight, and on Sunday I'm going to Sherlock Jnr and One Week at the Civic, which are old Buster Keaton films accompanied live by the Auckland Philharmonia. I would love to see The Red Shoes, but considering I have exactly $46.78 in my bank account, I doubt that will happen. Hopefully Saturday will be spent curled up on the couch eating something delicious.
Anyway. Have a lovely weekend. Sorry for the Han-centric week!