Graduating is a confusing and upsetting time, often jam-packed full of questions from old people.
It’s 2014 and the opportunity for a two person, synth-blurring, low-fi/high-fi act like Silent Lions to succeed is more impressive than ever before.
Earlier this year, I wrote to a magazine that I like to pitch an article about Lydia Tomkiw, post-punk absudist poet and singer for the band Algebra Suicide. I had done some writing and research for the piece, but hadn’t got too far.
Caleb Cole is photographer that places himself inside of other people, and sometimes—dolls.
The risk is sometimes the only way we can really get going.
Here I am, sitting on the floor of my empty room, feeling so anxious, seconds away from barfing.
Every summer when I was a kid, I learned a new way of whispering to the trees.