Autumn de Wilde's More Than Milde Photographs

Autumn de Wilde captures a wide spectrum of artists in her portfolio of photogs ranging anywhere from Willie Nelson to Beck. She also shoots pics of dainty dresses and fashiony thingys. But, to quote the humble model Hansel from Zoolander, "Who cares? It's only fashion." I just want to see musicians in awkward, nonsensical (but meaningful) poses!

Cop a peek at some of her artwork of artists (I'm confused):

The White Stripes, on their way to a ganster rapper's tea party.

Rilo Kiley encouraging narcissism

Built to Spill and, apparently, built to grow a tree from one's head

Beck is a roman pterodactyl god?

Some band on a plane

Death Cab for Cutie is about to put you in a death cab.

You won't be so cutie after some scissoring swords.

You'd better (c)leave DCFC alone!

Murder, he's going to commit murder, folks.

LOOK AT ALL OF AUTUMN DE WILDE'S WORK HERE

Just do it. - Nike

"Monsters of Folk" Supergroup

M. Ward hates guitar straps. And photo ops.

Yimmmmm.......Mustachio

The kids that are hip

grow hair on their lip.

Check out my cap (tion) !!!


M. Ward (She and Him), Jim James a.k.a. Yim Yames (My Morning Jacket), Conor Oberst (Bright Eyes, Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band, et al.), and Mike Mogis (Bright Eyes) are forming a folk supergroup called Monsters of Folk and are releasing an "LP of road-worn, sun-soaked fables with brilliant choruses and some electronic elements." The expected arrival of this masterpiece is 9.22.09


Folk Yeah!

Now, all they have to do is make the best music ever. If I have faith in anyone making rockin' riffs and turbulent tunes, it's these guys.

I hope they'll live up to all the hype that my world-renowned blog is creating.

No pressure Folk Monsters!

See the Rolling Stone webby site:

This Blog Kills Fascists

Because I like telling stories too, I thought my first real post would be about Woodrow Wilson "Woody" Guthrie, one of the pioneers of American folk music.

Guthrie travelled from Oklahoma to California with migrant workers in the 1930's while building a legacy with his merry music making.

With his acoustic strapped to his shoulder bearing the slogan, "This Machine Kills Fascists," Guthrie roamed the US west during the Great Depression. A Dust Bowl lyrical deity to some, Woody's main claim to fame is his song "This Land is your Land".

Crazy Communist. This land is my land.

He paved the way for musicians like Ramblin' Jack Elliot and the great Bob Dylan.

To learn more about this bad ass, google him, because google is a pretty good website.

Better yet, let me google that for you.

You people are so lazy.

Check out my new interweb digs!

That's right folks. I made the plunge into the pointless brigade of infinite voices that is blogging. Join me in the celebration with a chant:

HIP! HIP!... *crickets chirping*

Whatever, I am going to stay on this bandwagon until I die from dyssentary. I miss Oregan Trail.
Hmm...so what's in a blog?
Blogging kinda sounds like violent vomiting.
A blog sounds like a murky lake of mud and muck. Something people avoid like the plague. Some kind of viral disease.

Fitting.

Oh, I know!

I've got an idea!

I will post things on here that people (see: I) want to read. Mostly containing stuff that I like, people that I like and the likes.

Deal with it.