Our current climate has bred a new state of mind which begs for moisture. Having lived in the desert for nearly five months now, we have cultivated private indoor gardens and obsess over words like 'lush' and 'rain'. So when the opportunity arose to finally leap the Cascades and roll around in the green moist pastures and deep forests of Oregon's coastal valleys and beaches; we rolled. Although we've done a fair share of exploring since our arrival in the Northwest, we had not yet dipped our toes in the Pacific. With bellies still full of Thanksgiving dinner we left the sand, scrubs, and snow behind to land in Reedsport to roam the dunes before touring the shoreline via HWY 101 past tide pools, sea lion dens, and misty surf towns all the way to Newport. Check out some pics below!
If you're thinking about touring Oregon's rocky green and blue coast we recommend Yurting. These seaside canvas huts elevated the ambiance substantially and made for a great little pad to return to after foggy and wet tours of boardwalks and rocky shores.
Our long and fruitful journey across the country has subsided as we now begin life in our new home, Bend Oregon. We've visited America's Edens and wastelands, deserts and blue lakes, cities and massive temples of nature out of the back of my Chevrolet and from the tops of many mountains. The two of us traveled across ten states and celebrated seven national and state parks each with all of our possessions shoved into a trunk smaller than my new bathtub. Comfort was a subjective memory at times, however, this long awaited trip was essential. It recaptured our attention, rejuvenated our craving for bewildering natural phenomenons, and prepared our minds for a new time and fresh places.
Check out a quick sample of pictures below:
Our summer cups have been filled and are still overflowing. Over the last two months we have exhausted ourselves in the desert sun only to swim through and drink from forest waterfalls and rock pools the next day. After three time zones we're settling into our new homes in Oregon; developing intricate relationships with our new houseplants and opening ourselves to crisp and present positives.
A few months ago our friends Chris Ridgway and Kaitlin McKinley wobbled their sea legged way into a small northern Ohio tavern where our company had gathered to welcome their return from a long voyage into the Pacific. Both had just resigned from their posts aboard a Hawaiian cruise ship and were savagely eager to drown their sorrows. When Chris and Kaitlin left for Hawaii their smiles were wide and expectations exuberant. Something happened. They returned as salty cynics; talking about Luaus and Pina Coladas with such grimacing tones you'd think they were recalling Nazi Germany.
Kaitlin and Chris are both artists in their separate fields. Kaitlin is a violinist and philharmonic student. Chris a photographer and visual archivist whose photographs force perspective and make you marvel at spacial nonconformism. Check out a sample of his work below.
Since their happy return from the islands, Chris and Kaitlin have organized and are now operating a small arts collective based out of Grand Rapids, Michigan dubbed Armada Obscura. You can purchase or simply browse it's initial output HERE.
If you dig the powerful reverb and groovy melodic nonsense of the early mid-sixties psychedelia/garage scenes as much as we do, then chances are you've already discovered and digested Jack Holzmann and Lenny Kaye's Nuggets compilation. This specially curated archive of "Original Artyfacts From The First Psychedelic Era 1965-1968" usually finds you at that point when you realize that The Electric Prunes and 13th Floor Elevators had really been killing it long before The Beatles even lost their baby teeth.
If you've made it that far, and came to a similar conclusion, then it's likely you've looked for more material to satisfy that jangly craving. Children of Nuggets: Original Artyfacts From The Second Psychedelic Era was the late-unofficial followup by Rhino Records to Holzmann and Kaye's Nuggets compilation. This one, however, focuses on the time between 1976-1995; an extremely wide gap in the geo-musical timescape. For that reason Children of Nuggets has long been criticized for inventing and capitalizing on a faux musical era.
What Children of Nuggets did a relatively decent job of, however, is archiving one of America's most forgotten musical genre/era's; The Paisley Underground. Compounding the sounds of this mid-eighties psych revival scene's favorites like The Rain Parade, The Bangles, or The Dream Syndicate. It's a shame that this pseudo-psychedelic scene was so short-lived; completely disappearing from the worlds musical consciousness only a decade after it's arrival in Los Angeles. It is a testament to how quickly shared artistic concepts can come and go. The Paisley Underground's vibe can be summed up in this short nine minute video which awkwardly interviews leading members of The Rain Parade, followed by a rare live take of their heady song No Easy Way Down. It's a good way to narrowly look into a scene many of us wish we could have witnessed, through a foggy and ambiguously nostalgic lens.
We're releasing our first seasonally mixed summer soundtrack today; free to the public. Enjoy.
Woods/Amps For Christ - Wind Was The Wine
Twerps - Dreamin'
The Stems - Love Will Grow
Cheval Sombre - Troubled Mind
Pure X - Pleasure
The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Anemone
Apollo Sunshine - Breeze
Lush - Monochrome
Real Estate - Let's Rock The Beach
White Denim - River To Consider
Woods/Amps For Christ - Roto Koto In C Major
'Pictures of Pagan Russia in two acts' is all the lyrical explanation this Joffery production of The Rite of Spring requires. 1987 was apparently a good year for ballet, and an even better year for insane Eurasian costume revivals. Stravinsky's masterpiece orchestration naturally alludes to primeval practice, but this video elevates it into full blown technicolor. Take the 30 required minutes to get through this performance; you'll be fashionably rejuvenated and renewed by ritual.
Today I caught up with our longtime good friend Cody Peyton. He speaks our language and has been creatively raging for each of the five years that I've known him. Cody is a painter, a film maker, a master curator, and photographer who's work fits massive landscapes, places, and moments into translated feelings. A sunny visit to his family farm house offered a chance to re-visit some of his older work and show off some new projects + free orange juice.
Check out some of his work below or HERE.
Kyle and I spent the weekend in Tennessee visiting old study abroad friends for a wedding. A great mountain top view complete with sparklers. A sweet mini road trip to gear up for an upcoming BIG MOVE. Enough foreshadowing! Check out our PICS! Shot with my Olympus Stylus 35mm.