OH JULIETTE...

We love you so... God damn mucho grande! What's up babe?! Long time no see honey?! You just seem to have it all - Big big movie star + licking the mic every now and then! Well, I would love to be in your band and lick the mic with you all day all night...

Anyway We are looking forward hearing you in the forthcoming Movie by the swedish genius Tarik Saleh! And yes we look forward to hear the voice of the man we love to hate and hate to love, Mr Vincent Gallo! So Long Lewisss...

EBONY/BLANC

We love working with contrasts.

Thats why I need to get myself down to the French Riviera. A bipolar friend of mine once told me that on the French Riviera in general - and in Nice in particular - it is customary for really old, ugly white men to walk around arm-in-arm with beautiful young, black women. In public.

My friend also told me about a game he invented to honour this paradox: Every time he spotted a white, rich, ugly, really really old man displaying his nubian trophy-queen in this manner, my friend shouted, at the top of his lungs:

EBONY/BLANC!

EBONY/BLANC!

By doing so, he assured me, he was not making a statement on the social/economic/racial/patriarchal aspects of the ebony/blanc occurence as much as simply commenting on the contrast of it all. Because contrasts made him feel confident of his own existence, contrast gave him something to behave towards.

I guess we all want that.

(My friend has never been to the French Riviera. I have no friends. In contrast, I sometimes wish I was an elderly, rich white man living in Nice. And Vincent Gallo never recorded a song called "Jungle Fever".)