Prince is releasing two full albums before 2015, both of which will be granted, by default, rigorous consideration by people who have at any point prior cared about Prince. But what on Earth does a teenager make of this? Will the youngest listeners hear this song and think, oh, Prince, dad, whatever? Or will they wonder, who is Prince, I've heard of him somewhere, and then maybe Google him? Does he just get to reappear, no questions asked, his legacy venerated unquestionably, his singles made hits in whatever order planned? Or does Prince have to plead a new case? Anyway: a pretty fun song.
Every evening, around 6:30 or 7:00, I look out my window near the corner of Atlantic Avenue and Henry Street in Brooklyn and watch as people riding Citi Bikes approach the end of their commutes. One after another, I see them slow down, disembark, and prepare to deposit their bikes in the Citi rack that sits directly in front of my building.
Some of these people get lucky, parking their bikes within seconds and heading happily toward home. Others—those who stayed late at work, perhaps, and thus arrived on the wrong side of the evening rush—encounter devastating disappointment, as they realize that the one or two open slots [...]
The Slits' cover of "Heard It Through The Grapevine" (a B-side, obviously) played over the speakers at Kim's Video & Music on 1st Avenue as a half-dozen early-afternoon browsers flipped through the vinyl. The ceiling, bifurcated into orange and purple halves shot through with yellow, hangs low, compressing the sound into a thick haze. "We don't really carry a lot of metal?" Julianne, one of the two college-aged clerks, told a patron who asked if Kim’s carried the band Death’s earlier stuff. "That's the only Death we have," gesturing toward the new release sections. Julianne, who is graduating from NYU in a few weeks, has been working [...]
"After her companion was moved away, Sijia the panda became lonely and depressed so zoo staff have provided her with her own TV. When Sijia's companion, Meixi, was moved away from their zoo in China last week, the zoo keepers noticed her becoming depressed and not eating properly. So on Monday, worried staff at the Yunnan Wild Animal Park moved in some new company for the lonely panda – a new television."
News that Kate Bush will "play her first series of shows since 1979" prompts the Guardian to dig up this video of a performance from May of that year. You should probably watch it while it's still there.
"Bears are well know for their intelligence. It seems that being arround humans made these fluffy creatures behave more and more like we do. Bears swim like humans, walk like humans, sit like humans, play like humans and more. Check out this compilation of funny bears behaving like people." —This is bad, yes, but it is bad enough that it crosses over that line and somehow becomes good? I would ordinarily say no, but, you know, bears. You'd better believe we give extra credit for bears. Enjoy or "enjoy," but either way, bears!
There is an old joke that goes something like this: One morning a polar bear cub is awakened by his parents so early in the day that the sky is still dark.
"Get up, get up," say the parents. "Today you learn to swim."
So the polar bear cub spends his day going in and out of the frigid water, in and out until finally the sky is dark again and he comes back home.
"Mom," he says, "can I ask you a question?"
"Of course," she answers.
"Am I a polar bear?"
"Of course you are," she replies.
"Okay," he says.
Soaring, almost presumptuously confident pop music. Pristine production, accompanied by a victory-lap tour video with huge, adoring crowds. But then: "Truls?" The answer to any questions you might have here is Norway. (Thanks, Jenna.)
Wait, you've seen this already? Well WATCH IT AGAIN. [Via]
I will refer you to my earlier remarks, the substance of which was essentially that this bear was rather adorable. I see no need to revise that estimation.
This is much more enjoyable if you mute it and watch the bears do their thing unaccompanied by the excitable narration from BBC guy. It is BEARS FISHING, there does not need to be anything said. Enjoy!
Jaime Wolf recently spent some time with Agnès Troublé for T Magazine. (Perhaps you know her best as Agnès B.) They went to Brooklyn to photograph graffiti! The legendary designer's first film, Je m'appelle Hmmm…, is currently playing in festivals and opens in France this spring.
"Cannibal rats my arse, a bear almost ate me lassie." Yes, that's my impression of a Scotsman on his return to Britain after an encounter with a bear. I can also do a Welshman recounting his brush with a mountain lion, but it plays out pretty much the same way.
The second single from Lost in the Dream, and a rare example of a song that's cheery despite its constituent parts signaling, in unison, overwhelming depressiveness.
"The creative team over at London-based DBLG recently released this in-house animation titled Bears on Stairs that involed old school stop motion techniques paired with modern 3D printing. The painstaking process involved printing a sequence of 50 tiny sculptures which had to be photographed one by one over a period of 4 weeks—all for a mere two seconds of animation." —[...]
"NYC is gross," says the person who posted this video of a man shucking oysters on the N train. The gross part for me is that my immediate response was, "Ugh, what is he trying to promote?" I wish we all still lived in a time where people were just weird and unaware of how their weirdness played out to those around them instead of trying to go viral or whatever. [Via]
"Bears have begun emerging from their winter dens in Yellowstone. As a grizzly forages near the Midway Geyser Basin, the park's bear management biologist explains early spring bear behavior, and how the public can both help bears and protect themselves over the next few months." —This video is mostly just a bear lumbering along through Yellowstone and I don't think anyone needs or even wants an apology for that. Bears! Spring! For a few seconds we can kid ourselves into thinking that everything's right with the world.
Even if you are having the best morning in your life thus far—and let's be honest, you almost certainly are not—this will make it a little brighter. For this rest of us this is probably as good as it's going to get all day, so let's take the time to fully appreciate it.
I can speak to neither the provenance nor the freshness of this piece—the terrible secret that no one wants to discuss when it comes to Russian bear videos on the Internet is just how many of them are actually older clips unscrupulous embed jockeys have uploaded under different accounts to create the illusion of recency—but I can say that if you are in the market for approximately five minutes of a bear eating cookies you have come to the right place. I'm about to watch it for the third time today, won't you please join me?