Your Friday Five #12: More Dog Days of Summer
MTV is running ads for the Video Music Awards. Which in my teen life meant, “Summer is almost over.” Make the best of what you’ve got left…
- Awesome, dude-centric, they-don’t-make-’em-like-that-anymore fashion blog, The Selvedge Yard has a wonderful gallery of vintage Schwinn Stingray pictures. I am missing having a bike something fierce right now. When I was just a young Poplife, riding through suburban Paseos to get to the Thrifty Drug Store for a double dip of Rocky Road and Mint Chip was a summer tradition. I would also pick up any new comics they had and devour both comics and ice cream laying on the grass in the shade.
- Garden State band Real Estate has become one of my soundtracks to this short, somewhat weird Portland summer. Jangly guitars with a drawl. This band makes good on what I wanted the bands I was reading about in ‘zines to sound like. As much as I hate to use this word in music reviews, I’m gonna do it: Evocative. These little meandering songs feel like lazing around in my bedroom alone on a summer afternoon. Doodling away on my lapdesk, making comics about magic foxes with one eyeball and women who flew fighter jets by day and then were in a bitchin’ pop band by night. There is a wealth of free and legal Real Estate tunes out there for you to enjoy. But please, if you like them, buy a record or two! Listen and download: Daytrotter Session, NYC Taper, and live at Primavera Sound Festival in Spain.
- Another way to spend your summer: Poolside.
As you may have already figured out from up top, comic books ate up most of my summers! I still love them, and I love the Comically Vintage tumblr with it’s constant stream of sharp, weird, and just plain goofy frames from comics, taken out of context. There’s lots of BIFF!, BANG!, ZOW!, creepy aliens, clueless superheroes, natty gangsters, and good, old-fashioned sexism from the 50’s. Remember the “good ol’ days”. Right?
I’m mostly a beer and wine drinker, but no summer is complete without at least one completely ridiculous concoction that comes dressed to the nines with chunks of fruit, herbs, umbrellas and plastic jungle animals. One of my favorite food blogs, Chow, breaks down one of the ultimate fruity cocktails, The Trader Vic’s Mai Tai! I’ll also gladly partake of Zombies, Singapore Slings, and the perfect (on the rocks NOT blended) Margarita. Cheers!