For some obscure reason I found myself reading the Viceland.com website the other day.
Are you aware of it?
A friend of a friend of a friend works with them though I can't remember in what capacity. I was talking to him at Bowery Ballroom a coupla years ago but I was drunk and it is all a blur.
Not unlike the wits at this website cum magazine. The mag is a freebie called Vice.
The writing is unlike the more salient prose we're used to; their taste in music lousy but interesting, and their stories… well, the lead on the day I was reading was "Blood Comes Out Of Our Vagina Hole" -either a new horrorcore band or a period piece. Guess which.
Vice is in fact, a former government funded Canada arts mag dating from 1996 and growing ever since. They own a record (the Offs! record for em, so does Charlotte Gainbourg), fashion line, stuff like that. They even have a clothing line.
So, yeah, it is pretty funny stuff, wrecking havoc whoever it many roam… and I give em a lot of credit.
Except, and maybe I just got unlucky, but I thought their music section was beyond lame. All this weird experimental indie crap in the reviews, the articles were better and I like the editors. They keep stuff popping.
Plus? Blood comes out of their vaginas