They sound like the long lost love children of The Shangri-Las and The Jesus and Mary Chain as produced by Phil Spector. Further aural D.N.A. analysis reveals genetic traces of The Killers, My Bloody Valentine, Arcade Fire, The Ramones, Joy Division, Julie Cruise, and Interpol for good measure. Here's how they describe themselves:

Bold & confident, under a ravishing, yet ominous air of noir – Glasvegas, a Scottish rock n roll four piece, unleash their sweet surf/punk melodies. Hanging out in Glasgow's notorious East End, the gang are all 50's style cool with flicks and turned up jeans. Waves of warm fuzzy distortion washed with tremolo guitar sounds, paint a monochrome for songs of cruel brutality, tragic abandonment and love-less love.

Now that's my kind of fun.

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Geraldine and Flowers and Football Tops Play these videos with the volume turned up and I dare you not to sway and get a chill or two running up and down your spine.
Glasvegas.net Their official website.

ALSO:
The Jesus and Mary Chain circa 1985. Nice hair:


The Shangri-Las The 60's girl group sited as major influences by both Deborah Harry and Morrissey:


My Bloody Valentine The distortion will make your eardrums bleed (in a good way):


Arcade Fire I LOVE this song which was featured on the late great Six Feet Under:

Too bad I live in the middle of nowhere now, but if you're in NYC this weekend you should go shopping at Moss Winter Warehouse sale.

So I finally got a Fatboy. It's aptly named and HUGE. It's actually meant for outdoor lounging, but since it's 16 degrees here in the arctic Catskills we're using it inside until summer returns. (It's the closest thing we'll get to a recliner in this joint.) I bought it at a deep discount from undrgrnd.com which is like gilt.com but for modern home stuff instead of designer clothes. As far as I can tell it's about 95% mismatched Dwell Studio bedding separates and 5% cool stuff, but totally worth checking out.

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Fatboy Modern bean bags for modern slugs.
undrgrnd.com They weirdly only feature one item at a time on the main page, but once you sign up you can access the "Secret Sale" page with everything on it.
gilt.com Invitation only high end designer clothes sample sale with some home accessories on occasion.

P.S. As I was editing the photo for this post I counted a ridiculous amount of pillows in this one shot. Seven including the Fatboy which is basically a giant pillow. That's disturbing. I need a pillow intervention. In fact, I want to be on Intervention for Pillow Addiction and ushered off to Promises by concerned friends and family. If I'm lucky, I'll be roommates with my all time fave Intervention star, Alison the Duster Huffer:

My favorite part about Apartment Therapy isn't the editorial content, but rather the comments that people leave. I feel super fortunate that when my house tour was on AT the comments were mostly positive; I was bracing myself for a wave of criticism and nitpickery that never really materialized. I'm not exactly a delicate flower, but make fun of my living room and I'll kick you in the pussy then go cry in a corner.

Anyway, today's post about Micheal Stipe's Tribeca loft really whipped the AT peanut gallery into a lather because it wasn't styled and art directed to death. I found the space that he shares with main squeeze/artist Thomas Dozol to be delightfully disheveled. It's real, lived in, and authentic. Although I personally loath clutter and disorder, I love seeing how other people live and work, warts and all. The photos were shot by The Selby who has made a celebrated career for himself by photographing creatives of all species in their natural habitat. If the late great Nest magazine were still around, I'm sure he'd be shooting for them.

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The Selby A bracingly fresh take on interior photography and portraiture.

Apartment Therapy Scroll down and read the silly comments (there are some clever ones, too).

Credits: photo by The Selby, graphics by The Rural Modernist, text comprised of actual comments from the Apartment Therapy post