A FEW WEEKS AGO we watched the rather insane film Ingrid Goes West (2017), a comedy about an unhinged social media stalker who moves who to LA and insinuates herself into the life of an Instagram star. If you’re Instagram-obsessed, then you’ll definitely find it entertaining, even if it is perhaps a little disturbing at times. We’re experiencing an unusual cold spell here this week (it’s a chilly 13°C at the moment), making us feel like hibernating, cosy indoors by candlelight and filled with anticipation for the holidays…
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THIS WEEKEND we watched Frances Ha written by Greta Gerwig and Noah Baumbach, who also directed the film (watch the trailer here). It was a charming and heartwarming look at the pursuit of happiness and following one’s dreams and moving through life with light and lightness.
OUR BEAUTIFUL NEIGHBOURHOOD has officially (and sadly) become gentrified. It began with a mom & pop card shop that shut down about two years ago, run by literally a mom & pop, she who squeezed my shoulder affectionally while telling me that "card" is "tarjeta" in Spanish once. Soon after, an upscale French cookware boutique opened, followed by a well-known British home décor shop. But, the most telling event occurred when a quirky mom & pop home store that had been operating for 75 years moved out of the neighbourhood, and in its place ...
SUNDAY MAY HAVE BEEN our last summery day, and one that was spent in golden sunshine on still-leafy terraces. The very next day, it seemed to have turned autumn overnight, with crisp leaves falling and blustery winds creating mini duststorms filled with swirling leaves. The clocks have turned back and we’re ready. Tall leather boots and cashmere carves have replaced billowy dresses and espadrilles and the evenings have turned dark before we’ve even made it home. Autumn is a time for reflection, a time that leads to the end of another year, which always makes us a little wistful, that is, until the excitement of a brand new to begin again sets in.
Recorded in a working dairy farm in the backwoods of West Wales, ‘Reflection of Youth’ was written during a period of EERA’s life when, she says, Norwegian society expects everyone “to figure everything out.” It’s no surprise, then, that this record is investigative, as it thrives in its experimentation, moving seamlessly between styles from honey-sweet lo-fi to angry pulsating rock with soul-searching, introspective, electronic twists.
A few of our colleagues in the Blogger OG celebrated their 10-year anniversaries this past July, which means that it was also our anniversary here at TIG.
IT IS A LONG WEEKEND here in Spain, as it is in Canada and some parts of the US. Here, there were fireworks last night and parades and marching bands this afternoon. As for us, well we had the most perfectly leisurely and lovely morning, coffee and autumn sunlight and the streets below all quiet. We’re in planning mode this week, for Friday’s early morning flight, as well as a few last-minute deadlines. This autumn has been one of reconnecting with old friends and acquaintances, a little taking stock of where we’ve been and where we’re going. It is unfathomable that there is little more than two months left of this year, that summertime has gone. The year drawing to a close with each faded pink sunset and our heads are filled with dreams.
THIS WAS A WEEKEND of highs and lows, the highs being cava and oysters on a Monday night and the lows being all of the things coming through the news lately: Puerto Rico, Las Vegas, the Independence Referendum, Tom Petty... we're still working through all of the sad news and finding ways to help, while still trying to remember the beauty in life as well. On Sunday night, P picked up tickets to a show by a Scottish singer-songwriter that he's a fan of and had wanted to see back in Scotland but we weren't able to make it; amazingly, the artist was just wrapping up a Spanish tour, finishing his last night here in the city.
FINALLY HAD THE chance to watch The Royal Tenenbaums (2001, Wes Anderson) this past weekend (yes, P is constantly astounded as well by the sheer number of films I haven’t seen) and we also made a little time on Sunday for lounging about in the park, perhaps for the last time this year, as it has been very much summer-like still, despite autumn’s official arrival.
Earlier this year, the legendary producer Madlib reconnected with past collaborators Blu and Med for March’s joint record “The Turn Up.” Now after spending the better part of 2017 laying low, the West Coast perfectionist is back with more incredible new sounds.
