“My girlfriend has left me. After four years together, she has left me. It happens, I know. It happens to us all, and my turn has come. This time however I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to throw everything out and start afresh. My second-hand life is for sale; I’m starting a new one. Come and buy. I’m selling up to free myself of all ties.”. (Matteo Caccia)

I break an unwritten rule, presenting something in Italian. It’s worth it.

Vendo Tutto (Everything for Sale): a radio program written and hosted by Matteo Caccia on Radio 24.

You can listen the podcast and the archive of the previous episodes. The sale, real, is on Ebay.
The signature tune is: Ten Millions Slaves by Otis Taylor.

Above: Matteo Caccia, photo from his page on Ebay, detail.

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The National. Indie/Rock/Alternative.

See and listen: Bloodbuzz Ohio.
From High Violet, released on May 11, 2010.

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“I love acting. It is so much more real than life.”

(Oscar Wilde, Reality Is Unrealistic)

“Tropes are devices and conventions that a writer can reasonably rely on as being present in the audience members’ minds and expectations. On the whole, tropes are not clichés.

Tropes transcend television. They exist in life. Since a lot of art, especially the popular arts, does its best to reflect life, tropes are likely to show up everywhere.”.

TV Tropes: “a catalog of the tricks of the trade for writing fiction.”.

	“I collect mug shots. Nobody famous.”. (Mark Michaelson)
“This man shows me how close I am to nobody. Nobody famous, nobody seen, nobody heard, nobody wanted. And somehow, I come away feeling a little more human.”. (Mark Madeo)

Least Wanted. By Mark Michaelson. On Flickr.

Top, left: Untitled (1952), detail.
Bottom, right: Clarine (1949).

The Album Leaf. Alternative/Indie/Electronica.

On MySpace, listen: Stand Still (from A Chorus of Storytellers, 2010).

On PureVolume, listen: The Outer Banks (from In a Safe Place, 2004).

“Created out of a love for posters, modernism and television.”.

The TV shows poster series by Albert Exergian.

Also available for sale at Blanka.

“Just north of where I grew up there was an awesome bay on Lake Superior called Batchawana Bay. You could walk out for what felt like a mile and the water would still only be up to your knees. The water was warm and the sand was perfect. I miss that place.”. (Graham Annable)

Grickle. Illustrations and animations by Graham Annable.

Above: We Sing The Forest Electric, animation, headline.

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“The number was not conceived out of some desire to cater to the so-bad-it’s-good tastes of the Western YouTube generation, but in fact was meant to please Soviet audiences, who were capable of placing this routine, this man, and this song into a familiar context.”. (Justin E.H. Smith)

Trololololololololololo. This should be the new Rick Roll.

Above: Eduard Khil* singing I’m so glad because I’m finally back home (1976).

*Referred as: Edward, Eduard, Hill, Hil, Khil, Gil

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“Imaginary fictional filmscores”.

Bersarin Quartett: the solo project of Thomas Bücker. Electronic/Experimental.
Debut album re-release on 29th of March 2010.

Listen: Oktober and St. Petersburg.

Above: album cover, detail.

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August is the coldest month of the year winter moves six months forward and this is not the South Pole here is not the South Pole August The alarm clock breaks the silence Someone is on vacation and she sounds for hours How cold it is August you look out on a sick heart five o’clock in the evening and it’s already pitch dark winter in August The ice settles and covers things the waiting for the warm freezes also the dead How cold it is If it is not true that you’re afraid it’s not true that you feel alone it’s not true that it’s cold then why are you trembling in this August? August is written on your calendar maybe you slept six months but you’re so tired so tired August is the coldest month of the year in the other hemisphere they call it winter August

Agosto (August): a song* of Perturbazione (2002).
Video: Paroles en l’air (1995) by Sylvain Vincendeau**.

*Text in Italian    **Text in French

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