
So a lot of what I'm sitting on are videos. In case that wasn't painfully obvious already.
VBS recommendations. Did you get a chance to watch Escobar's private photographer reminisce about his time working for the man? I really can't praise it highly enough.
I'm at the point where I'm tired of qualifying and clarifying my stance on Vice every time I enjoy something they do. Also, frankly, I'm a bit tired of feeling required to work to overcome anyone's pre-determined hatred of the brand, and uninformed pre-emptive judgement of anything they have anything to do with. Can we grow up a little bit, and accept that while Vice has qualities of which we're not in love (and that as we're aging we're falling out of their demographic anyway, if we were ever drunk, stupid, and high enough to have fallen in it to begin with), they still manage to attract talent, and that talent produces worthwhile content?
Anyway, enough of this fucking waffling.
CERN. (24:25)
Afghanistan, part one and two. (19:11 & 15:45)
This Afghan piece can not not blow your mind. How these guys can slump down, smoke a joint of hash or opium, and jump up and blast an RPG barrage two seconds later... I... I mean. C'mon. Wrap your head around it.
And finally, I succumb to the inevitable bit of curiosity. And man, am I glad I did. What an amazing piece.
And the rest are right here. Too bad that living forever thing didn't quite pan out. But it is a very nice sarcophagus.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
A mini bang, Afghans, and a sad, manic man with some bad memories, fully earned. Respect.
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