tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63118491709172817032024-03-05T19:23:00.218-08:00De RigueurRika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-25970363689774278542013-07-07T22:34:00.004-07:002013-07-07T22:34:50.369-07:00The Rockaways<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I spent my day lying on my side looking at this. Wisps of platinum strands occasionally fell into sight, and commercial planes ascend and rupture this meditation. Heavy eyelids are tough competition, and I'm on the brink of defeat.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-38992251639610365662013-05-13T23:19:00.002-07:002013-05-13T23:22:34.101-07:00Hello from the heart of Manhattan<center>
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<br><i>rooftop of The Metropolitan Museum, the view is a true spectacle.</i></center>
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I don't know, living life I guess. I've recently discovered the pleasure of turning my weekends into an excuse to get out of the city. It's great therapy to relieve any personal baggage you may have, but a few trips here and there can turn wanderlust into a total addiction. I think I'm teetering towards the addiction - trying to head West later this year.
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You'll find a lot of my adventures told in <a href="http://www.instagram.com/bonjourrika">photographs</a>. I'm trying to break the habit of excluding my life to my semi-new iPhone 5 (before this I had the prehistoric Blackberry, and the infamous Hello Kitty phone that those closer to me are very familiar with), using Instagram as an unreliable (but hella fun) method of documenting my life, losing the longevity and tangible value of paper diary entries and film that holds more to memory than an app that may see it's cyber grave within five years. Photobucket/Myspace, anyone?
With that said, I think I'm writing inside the coffin of my blog's own grave site. Or Blogspot is still in descend six feet under. I don't mind the secrecy.
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Also, my second mix for <b>Workin Nights</b> has been posted on the website. Thanks to TK Nicholson and Mike Martinez for the opportunity to contribute to a wonderful site. Not for the faint of heart, but otherwise <a href="http://workinnights.com/">check it out</a>.
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<b>- R</b>
Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-35619577013044591052013-03-04T22:09:00.000-08:002013-03-04T22:09:01.019-08:00Rihanna for River Island Launch Party @ Opening Ceremony<BR>
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Use distance to go where the air smells a little better, the people are a little nicer, a metropolis oddly quieter.</div>
Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-32225534003973384232012-11-19T20:28:00.001-08:002012-11-19T20:29:55.068-08:00Hello againLeft this alone for months and now I'm shocked stiff upon seeing Blogspot's new CMS layout. It took a couple of clicks to finally land on the post page, but apparently I could have saved myself some minutes by noticing the glowing orange pencil icon on the main page. The old geezer syndrome applies to all ages when it comes to progress in technology. Sigh.
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New place (but still in Brooklyn), some steady jobs here and there, still checking out shows, and always picking up the gigs to keep me busy.
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You can find me here:
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And here:
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And still working on shoots:
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Premiere issue of <i>Nero Homme</i>, cover photo/editorial styled by Gemma Slack. Assistant styling by yours truly.</i>
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Or <a href="http://www.vice.com/read/electing-barack-obama-is-the-gift-that-keeps-on-giving">lining up for free Plan B</a> in a <i>Vice</i> article.
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Or taking shameless selfies at the Top of the Standard.
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Very soon, R.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-88899946853775529672012-08-01T11:26:00.006-07:002012-08-01T11:47:48.209-07:00Burst and Bloom.<center><img src="http://lastmarineralive.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/color1.jpg?w=800"><br><br /><img src="http://lastmarineralive.files.wordpress.com/2012/07/edit2.jpg?w=800"><br><br /><br><br />Photographed by Conor Lamb. Styling, Rika Nurrahmah. Production Manager, Jen Kessler. Model, Iris Colburn for RED Modeling Agency.<br /><br><br />Necklace, Joomi Lim. Shirt, Helmut Lang. Shoes, Gio Diev. Shirt worn as skirt, American Apparel. Lip stain, Estee Lauder.<br /><br><br />See more of this shoot <a href="http://lastmarineralive.wordpress.com/2012/07/17/burst-and-bloom/">here</a>.</center>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-35867851046180091892012-07-15T14:13:00.004-07:002012-07-15T14:20:51.921-07:00MIX NO 49<P><br /><CENTER><a href="http://workinnights.com/home/13517538"><img src="http://g.virbcdn.com/_f/cdn_images/resize_1024x1365/02/ContentImage-17-61329-mix49.jpg"></a></CENTER><br /><br />WORKIN' NIGHTS MIX NO 49<br />Created by yours truly<br /><br />A great mix for a sad lad. I’d like to thank <a href="http://www.workinnights.com">TK Nicholson</a> for the artwork, and for letting me do this.<br /><br />Click on the mix artwork above for the list of tracks and download.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-73208093872204267772012-07-06T09:59:00.001-07:002012-07-06T10:00:24.840-07:00Brodermordet<center><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wxGiyPEFGjQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></center>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-91256667398012074812012-07-05T20:33:00.002-07:002012-07-05T20:37:43.899-07:00Benjamin Dukhan, The Burger Girl<center><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K3LLHtDb5l8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><p><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VwR0OtBJpA0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><p><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jA57_DBdErQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><p><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/up7vHIokQK4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><p><br /><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZqmhFSxYBv0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></center>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-82687484520588841652012-07-01T10:18:00.002-07:002012-07-01T10:20:43.928-07:00Fog and Light<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7248/7480445222_d03a15b1bd_o.jpg"><br>VAR @ Wierd Night, Home Sweet Home.<br /><p><br /><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8015/7480445300_798570450a_o.jpg"><br><br />WHITE RING @ Saint Vitus Bar.</center>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-55466883532506178272012-07-01T10:15:00.002-07:002012-07-01T10:18:03.455-07:00Knife to floor<center><img src="http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8019/7480427866_c751beb61c_o.jpg"></center><br /><br />Nara boots. Try and mess with the knife heels. <br /><br />Check them out:<br /><br />Gio Diev // <a href="http://www.giodiev.com">Giodiev.com</a>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-86471010644512780952012-05-29T21:50:00.001-07:002012-05-29T21:52:34.419-07:00THESE STREETS WILL NEVER LOOK THE SAME<CENTER><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6hYPk5m6uuM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></CENTER>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-34190086056485542452012-05-09T22:32:00.005-07:002012-05-12T22:33:50.928-07:00Rest in Power, Adam "MCA" Yauch.<center><img src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_louitkKhei1qmg4wxo1_500.jpg"><br /><img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3ie6cuD531r3btfpo1_500.jpg"><br /><img src="http://wa2.cdn.3news.co.nz/3news/AM/2012/5/8/253394/beastie-boys_rubin_85_1200.jpg?width=460;pvccdc16c6c1176d52"><br /><img src="http://www.gstatic.com/hostedimg/a1259d4f5379cd5f_landing"><br /><img src="http://www.gstatic.com/hostedimg/b97cf4e75ee0aa5c_landing"><br /><img src="http://www.gstatic.com/hostedimg/157d3948f2bf02b5_landing"><br /><img src="http://www.mtv.com/content/ontv/vma/archive/images/1994/flipbook/1994_rem_crashed3.jpg"></center><br /><br /><center><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/S5UaUqH19-Y" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AZfiKTHairw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></center><br /><br />I didn't expect his death to hit me like a ton of bricks, but that's what I felt. I assumed he was getting better/overcoming it until I found out he was m.i.a. at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inaguration, in which Adrock and Mike D accepted the honor for not only themselves, but on his absence and behalf. Cancer's a bummer. We lost a voice for human rights, peace, non-conformity of the craft and culture that merged the world of hip-hop and punk and still manage to garner immense success, and a true MC. <br /><br />"A difference between something making a loaf of bread, or going to the boulangerie. That's the difference between a rapper and a MC." -- Yauch in a 2009 French interview. <br /><br /><i>Image sources: Life, unknown via Tumblr, MTV, WENN.com,</I>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-43947722908155931322012-01-26T16:47:00.000-08:002012-01-27T06:37:44.582-08:00The [MAGA]Zine Pile: Raf in 'Fantastic Man' #14<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7035/6768370489_204962e168_o.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6768369687_d7329f963a_o.jpg"></center><br /><br />I took me two months to finally buy this issue, but really it should have taken me half a second. Every time I walk home from the Bedford L, I pass by a particular bodega that sells every fashion magazine imaginable: from some obscure, expensive, small-scale European publication to <i>Men's Health</i> (there's some fashion and style in there, right?) next to a stack of Doritos and Head and Shoulders. Yet behold, within a plastic display of "featured" magazines outside of the store, the <i><a href="http://www.fantasticman.com">Fantastic Man</a></i> issue with <a href="http://www.rafsimons.com">Raf Simons</a> as its cover man. The former goth Catholic schoolboy who <a href="http://costarika.tumblr.com">I may love a little TOO much</a> sitting on his Pierre Jeanneret chair, gave my eyes that glare seldom seen except for the portrait used in Cathy Horyn's <i>NYT</i> <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2005/09/18/style/tmagazine/TM1923192.html?_r=3&ref=rafsimons&pagewanted=all">story </a>and literally four other photos. When asked about his refusal to be photographed, Raf told Horyn that he just finds portraits to be "embarrassing" (aww), so I knew something special was waiting for me in this issue.<br /><br />I was tickled by the peculiarity and playfulness of his spread in the autumn/winter 2011 issue. Raf willingly models a mixture of archived pieces from his early, more destructive youth influenced collections and his own designs under the <a href="http://www.jilsander.com">Jil Sander</a> house. He's sprawled sideways along his stairs and reverse planks before an art piece by U.S. artist Mike Kelley. In the accompanied profile, Gert Jonkers highlights that Raf apologized for putting The XX's debut album on constant repeat for the two hours in his home and that the avid art collector and personal buyer was once rejected by the artist himself for a painting because he didn't schedule an appointment ahead of time. Juicy in everything you want to know from Raf's brilliant noggin, the profile is a pleasant read and subtly hints at Raf's future after Jil Sander. This issue is a must-have if you're a Raf-head like me.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-33251306827513184202012-01-22T23:00:00.000-08:002012-01-30T15:39:56.200-08:001_22. Free Spirit @ The Acheron, NYC<center><iframe width="640" height="360" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/A4timQfLbQE" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></center><br /><br />Made a stealth trip to the Acheron tonight to check out Boston bred Free Spirit's set. Super fun show with the dudes (no ladies this time) up front swinging and kicking, but people these days would go hard to anything repped by the <a href="http://www.lockinout.com">Lockin' Out</a> label. Can't say I blame them, the label's bands (Cold World, Righteous Jams, The Rival Mob, Razzle Dazzle) produce some catchy hooks.<br /><br />Taken from the sideline of the pit, the video above is the first four songs of the band's set. Enjoi.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-18044736846170672322012-01-22T21:42:00.000-08:002012-01-22T21:50:10.648-08:00photoAday_ Jan 22<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7173/6747241953_63ebe7313d_o.jpg"></center><br /><br /><b>DAY 22, YOUR SHOES:</B> Docs, Y-3, Campbells, Theyskens', Vans, et des chausurres mignons. Part of the whole. What can I say? I love shoes.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-61299618201190964982012-01-20T19:57:00.000-08:002012-01-21T14:28:32.449-08:00Bushwick's Heaven Street Grand Opening; New Favorite Record Shop<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6734110307_61bf7a80fe_o.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7154/6734110501_503fc50d72_o.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6734110695_1ec2d70b9d_o.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7019/6734110947_f5533bf078_o.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7020/6734110215_6c0d7e9702_o.jpg"><br /><i>fatigued and out of work with Marco and Laura</i><br /></center><div><br /></div><div>Thank HEAVEN STREET I decided to come out of my hermit coma for once or else I would not have stumbled upon my new favorite record store. Located just skips away from the Morgan Avenue stop on the L, Heaven Street record shop just had its grand opening tonight and everyone from musicians to writers and designers salivated over the free PBR and impressive inventory. "New York's only counter cultural record store!" proclaims the Facebook event page. The shop is curated by Cult of Youth's Sean Ragon and is often run under the friendly hands of my buddy and former Hospital Production shopman, Jim Siegel. Whatever you can trace in the two's musical paths is what you will find in the shelves of this store. It's no surprise that a store that's run by total angels (though I know OF Sean through mutual friends but I'm sure he's a sweetie too) makes DETAILED labels on almost every release in stock. Now that's service! Believe me, it was very hard to keep my wallet shut tonight, and when I found out they accepted Paypal payments upon purchasing Chronic Sick's "Cutest Band in Hardcore" e.p., I willingly kept my account open on the shop's laptop. </div><div><br /><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7024/6734111119_93e890d719_o.jpg"></center><br /><br /></div><div>The store is open seven days a week (I believe) and is currently cash only - and Paypal, if you're nice and ask. It's located on 184 Noll Street, opens from 12-8 p.m., and all you have to do is walk left on Flushing and see a big ass window with a red wall and records behind it. They really like pizza. Jim loves waffles, pretzels, and cats. You will probably see me frequent the shop on the reg.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-27641290412040082192012-01-15T18:56:00.000-08:002012-01-15T22:35:58.097-08:00The Zine Pile_ round 1<b>[Garbage World Fanzine, vol 1]</b><br /><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6699060167_9cdc180852_o.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7002/6699059799_2098f72e87_o.jpg" /></center><br /><br />Canadians know what's up in hardcore, and though not located in a more convenient tour location like Toronto and Montreal, Calgary is happening, and this zine is proof. Jason Scharf is the man behind this zine, assembling show photos and conjoining interviews as a way to "give back to hardcore." Noted in the intro, he'll travel far and wide to go hard in a great pit of a great band, he can get shit offensive about things, has no musical talent, and doesn't give a fuck - and I respect that atttitude. Some pretty entertaining interviews from bands like The Ropes (Chicago), Scab (UK), Vacant State (Vancouver, CAN), and White Wards (Olympia), and, especially, some really insightful facts about hardcore in Canada. Apparently Victoria is a "god forsaken piss soaked tourist corpse" (White Ward), much of the sounds of Vancouver doesn't get out of the city due to geographical restrictions, and outsiders of the country like Scab have much love and acknowledgment of the scene. I look forward to the next issue, and in all curiousness I hope it comes equipped with more insider info from those North of the border because that's what zines were all about before the internet happened, right? I'll admit I almost whipped out my red pen because there are a lot of typos and fragments and errors that make the skin of an anal, journalism graduate like me prickle. But the wall-worthy xeroxed photos, pleasantly succinct content, and leaving Scab's winking emoticons be left me feeling lenient, for now.<br /><br />Send an email to Jason at droppinthekidsinthepool[at]gmail.com to see if any are available/pick up a copy for yourself. The first print runs in 80 copies. Oh, and photos I took from the <a href="http://de-rig-ueur.blogspot.com/2011/05/513-ropessouthside-stranglersrocks-at.html">Columbus Ropes show</a> are in this zine as well.<br /><br /><b>[Fashionable Activisim, issues 1 and 2]</b><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6699060687_2cebfa0183_o.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6699060369_55bd4371c6_o.jpg" /></center><br /><br />Kevin McCaughey, a.k.a. 1/2 of Fashionable Activism and known in the punk\internet/VLV\Tumblr world as negativekevin, stayed at my place for a hot week last month to experience New York City. While doing so he dropped off copies of his online-to-print zine, including the latest issue that came out last fall. In its hardcore punk fanzine form, <span style="font-style: italic;">Fashionable Activism</span> transports the wittingly opinionated reviews and ramblings of its star creator onto a visually pleasing medium. The interviews thrown in, nonexistent in its online form, are proof that NegiKev ( o.k. with being "young, dumb, and full of cum") is not only doing his homework, but actively seeking to learn more. As a reader you get to participate in that through the conversations with today's noteworthy acts like Mauser and The Men. "The purpose of this zine is the proper documentation of hardcore 2010, and to express my current taste and feeling of this whole shit." Of course, it would be disappointing if it the zine didn't incorporate the snarky, love-me-or-hate-me, opinionated voice of yours truly.<br /><br />Both issues are available (looks like they were reissued) at Kevin's <a href="http://passjudgement.bigcartel.com/">Pass Judgement Records webstore</a>.<br /><br /><b>[Our Show with Elliot Aronow Zine, winter/issue 1]</b><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7147/6699059085_fdf2533790_o.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7011/6699058461_429e5918e0_o.jpg" /></center><br />Commonly described by various outlets as "if <span style="font-style: italic;">GQ </span>became a DIY punk zine," the first issue of <span style="font-style: italic;">Our Show</span> successfully reeled in a new fan. I'm loving this whole punks go dapper overhaul among friends and strangers, and frankly there's nothing wrong with a man who takes good care of himself. Google <a href="http://elliotaronow.com/">Elliot Aronow</a> and you'll find that not only is he the climbing tastemaker in culture and lifestyle - and being other cool things like co-founder of <a href="http://www.rcrdlbl.com/">RCRD LBL </a>and writer behind Kanye Wests' press bio, but this handsome fella never shies away from the opportunity to bust out a Cro-Mags shirt and oh my gods I can't even... Swoon with a capital S. Anyway, slightly digressing, taking on the fashion of your everyday punk zine, <span style="font-style: italic;">Our Show's</span> entire 42-page, black and white spread is "a social alchemy at work," but his social circle is the cool kids kids club with more mainstream accolades, and a more refined taste for nice things than your average zinester. (Am I really using that word? Oh well.) Poetry-cum-screenshot of an iPhone conversation from Diplo, a photo spread by Yeah Yeah Yeah's Nick Zinner, AND a comprehensive crash course on tailoring and the perfect suit?! This NYC-centric zine harks back to the core practices of a DIY zine, extricating the information overload of the internet age (be this, do that, buy this, listen that) and cut it down to what Aronow finds to be truly insightful, truly necessary, one issue at a time.<br /><br />Copies of this zine are scattered throughout record stores and boutiques in the NYC area. Non-residents can e-mail Elliot at elliot[a]itsourshow.com for a copy, if there are still any available. Hand-numbered, out of 300.<br /><br /><b>[Phil Knott's Tally Ho!]</b><br /><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7018/6699059665_e03ebb20ec_o.jpg" /><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7015/6699059289_12e832b6c6_o.jpg" /></center><br /><br />The first time I ever had a magazine personally distributed to me by its bike-riding creator was with this issue. I found that moment very charming. Whether you've noticed or not, it's very likely that you've come across <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.philknott.com/">Phil Knott's</a> works. His photography ranges from portraits of Broadcast to Jay-Z, his love of desaturated color and collage turned into a design for Hot Hot Heat's "Elevator" album, and his talent of tinkering with color and photography brings out a very vivid presentation of attitude and sound from his subjects. His works, in sum, are music you listen with your eyes. Knott's <span style="font-style: italic;">Tally Ho!</span> pieces together not only his works, but works of artists like <a href="http://www.mickrock.com/">Mick Rock</a> and <a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.listerart.com.au/">Anthony Lister </a>who are dedicated to reflecting and translating the cultures of modern life through striking works of art. It's a beautifully, understated cycle shown in print by Knott: the sociopolitical push on emotion which creates music which sticks to the minds of its listeners who use a medium like art to evoke commentary and feelings. The classics of rock and roll, David Bowie to Joy Division, are hand-in-hand with the artist in this particular tango.<br /><br />75,000 copies in ciruculation. Available in newsstands, premiere book chains, and fine art galleries worldwide.<br /><br /><i>If I haven't made it more obvious, I love zines. If there's any out there that you think I may be into and really should check out, shoot me an e-mail with more information. Ciao x</i>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-67995389369413391732012-01-11T10:13:00.000-08:002012-01-11T10:23:51.919-08:00photoAday_ Jan 11<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7025/6679919573_b421399c28_o.jpg"></center><br /><br /><b>DAY 11, WHERE YOU SLEEP:</B> it's not like sleeping on a cloud (it's a fold-out futon, going to get a mattress for it eventually), but a bed is a bed. Regardless of what kind you have, when it's your own it's the first place you want to be as the day wanes to its close. My bed is a throne waiting for it's queen.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-41715168758805334912012-01-10T21:47:00.000-08:002012-01-19T22:39:22.506-08:00photoAday_ Jan 10<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7034/6677284003_b747b7021e_o.jpg" /></center><br /><br /><b>DAY 10, CHILDHOOD:</b> this letter is exactly 10-years-old. Wow. It was sent by an old penpal of mine named Ameenah. We found each other on a Koreananime (for real) penpal exchange guestbook. I don't remember who answered the penpal inquiry of who, but somehow we developed a very strong friendship out of our letter exchanges that lasted for several years: 2000 to perhaps 2004-2005. In August of 2001, I managed to convince my dad into letting me stay at her family's house in Circleville, Va. for a week, while my dad was in D.C. for various projects. The day I left was the day Aaliyah died, and that's all you heard about on music media outlets - especially radio. So that's how I remember all this, I guess. Anyway, apparently this is the only letter that managed to survive the years. I swear I managed to hold on to most of them because I keep every single personal memo, note, letter, card that comes my way. This was a very special friendship that stuck with me because it was my first success in connecting with someone outside of geographical reach. I don't think I would have done this if websites like Myspace and Facebook existed. I'm very happy they didn't taint my efforts of making a strong bond** back when social developments go through a very dramatic milestone: the adolescent years.<div><br /></div><div><i>Update Jan. 20: changed "bond" from "bong." Dumbest typo ever, or best?</i></div>Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-77720066600813731392012-01-09T20:09:00.000-08:002012-01-09T20:21:54.744-08:00photoAday_ Jan 9<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7168/6671175395_e7e4a24505_o.jpg"></center><br /><br /><b>DAY 9, DAILY ROUTINE:</b> my eyes sting and I'm tearing up profusely. Oh, it's that big bowl of onions I just cut. Let me just wipe my ey- oh shit, now my vision's all blurry. Now I can't see the notification someone left me on Facebook via my Blackberry app. <br /><br />I always make sure that at least one of my meals is made from scratch. I rarely buy TV dinners/microwavable/oven-baked meals because for one, we don't have a microwave; and second, I know how to cook and I like to know what I'm eating so why not? For breakfast I ate brown sugar wheat waffles (the batter was made from scratch days ago), leftover lentils sloppy joe (made two days ago) on spinach and wheat for lunch, and in this photo I'm prepping up some tofu scrambles. Can you tell I love to cook? Apparently there was a full moon out today, which kind of explains why today felt like a drop down the Millennium Force roller coaster at Cedar Point. I calmed down after I made this meal, served with a side of blackberry spinach salad. Cooking is my daily therapy. And sometimes my phone is too.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-70431840558840224142012-01-08T15:28:00.000-08:002012-01-08T23:13:26.253-08:00photoAday_ Jan 8<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7005/6664934017_0d5fdd0c01_o.jpg"></center><br /><br /><i>I decided to cave in on this "photo a day" activity after seeing a few of my friends upload their daily Instagram snaps in lieu of the challenge. Unfortunately I am not "with it" and don't have an iPhone, and therefore, don't have the Instagram app. I have a Blackberry Curve with no flash and a sepia setting as its COOL, QUIRKY photo filter. Also, it tends to blur badly with the slightest move. Anyway, these will be taken with my Fujifilm camera and I'm still deciding if I should play catch-up on the past seven days or just forget about them.</i><br /><br /><b>DAY 8, YOUR SKY:</b> every morning I do some warm-up stretches and cardio activity so I can face the day with some energy and a great body. This photo was taken in the living room of my third floor apartment. When I'm lying down with my back against the floor, maybe after doing leg lifts, maybe exhaling deeply from stationary drills, my eyes often inquisitively greet the blue skies. When we question our existence, our purpose, we look to the skies. When we experience miraculous moments in our lives, we look to the skies. When it's just a need to simply escape but can't really do so under current restraints, we look to the sky. I do all of that when I cool down: I bask in my existence and escape in a dream.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-3811975751392409882012-01-05T22:09:00.000-08:002012-01-06T11:03:32.026-08:00Visionaire 61<center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7157/6645541447_30bcc25ea6_o.jpg"><br /></center><br />Maggie and I finally made the easy, two-subway-stops trip to the gallery on Mercer to see the magazine that broke a Guinness world record in the flesh. For years the super team behind <i>Visionaire</i> - Stephen Gan, Cecilia Dean, and James Kaliardos - had always wanted to make the largest magazine ever, inflating the excitement behind seeing beautiful photography and artwork beyond what the eyes (and hands) could originally handle. Thanks to the sponsorship and conceptual push of African Global founder Nizan Guanaes, the team assembled the contributed artworks and miraculously scurried over to a billboard printer in Wisconsin to create a very impractical, but very beautiful magazine. <br /><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7145/6645541585_f4689e5692_o.jpg"><br /><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7029/6645541677_206df44e0a_o.jpg"><br /><i>standing next to the 'standard size'</i></center><br /><br />It takes two to tango, but it also takes two to flip through this massive issue. We didn't want to be liable of damaging the $1,500,79 x 57.8 inches super-mag, so we went over to the "standard size" and took turns daintily flipping through the works of Ryan McGinley, Bruce Weber, Karl Lagerfeld, and Marina Abramovic, to name a few.<br /><br />The two versions of the magazine are available for the public to peruse until the end of January. Gallery hours are 11-7 p.m. I highly recommend that you do not go alone. Also check out <i>Visionaire's</i> website for an absolutely adorable <a href="http://www.visionaireworld.com">promo</a> vid featuring three models purchasing the issue at a newsstand and taking it out for a "relaxing" park read.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6311849170917281703.post-88979004030551336132011-12-31T11:12:00.000-08:002012-01-04T02:04:19.926-08:00Melding Screams and Shouts<p><br /><center><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7166/6614231563_ec4580af3c_z.jpg"><br /><i>stylin' into 2012 with origami samurai hats cause the dollar store across the street was closed</i> </center><br /><p><br />If you think about it, it's pretty lousy of us to wait 365 days just to tell ourselves that within the next 365 days you're going to do what you didn't do in the 365 days you just lived. I try not to force myself to make a turn-of-the-year resolution lists as a result, but I can't help but go to bed - covered in confetti, champagne, and remnants of slime from some celebratory Frenching - with thoughts of what the new year will entail and how I can better myself to make shit happen.<br /><br />My family came to visit me last weekend, but more so to experience new year's eve in Time Square for the first time. (I'm pretty sure I put their travel priorities in the right order.) That weekend marked the end to the longest I've gone in not seeing my family, five months since August; and before that only three months last summer when I was in this city for an internship. Although there were bouts of annoyances that I didn't miss in living under the same roof, it was overwhelming to accept that through time, these familial encounters will shrink and the length of absences will expand. My mother is more understanding, more open, curious but not invasive; my siblings are more mature, more willing to share their personal passions, more respectful. I need to make the most out of these qualities and shared times for now on. <br /><br />Mentally, this has been a very trying year. I stepped up to a green platform decorated in honors ropes questioning what I've been working on up to that point, realizing it may not be what I wanted to pursue as a career. Dealing with various setbacks has sprinkled my year with thoughts of uncertainty, uncertainty turned to fear, and thus slowed down my motivation and productivity. My social support fluctuated as my closest friends settled on opposite coasts (and Chicago) for the next chapter of their lives. Despite the tiny handful remaining in the small town which I spent most of my life, I knew that their emigrations were imminent, including my own. <br /><br />I won't say that this has been a terrible year. A lot of my money went into some solo traveling on the weekend and breaks: visiting friends at shows and events around Ohio, Chicago, and saying hello again to my New Yorkers before settling months later. I've sent snail mail and care packages to those I couldn't see in the immediate future. I split my birthday week in Chicago and Columbus eating, drinking (a lot), dancing (not enough), and sweating (hot as balls that week), and somehow turned several awkward encounters into budding relationships. That didn't stop when I abruptly packed my bags and headed East. I stumbled upon new friends, rekindled old ones, and even developed unpredictable relationships with former acquaintances. <br /><br />So fuck it. I'm diving into this year with smiles and laughs, and embracing my creative potentials. I've limited my resolutions to a very small, but powerful list: take chances (the part of 2010 me I miss greatly), embrace relationships, and "get money get paid." (Thanks, <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IBRL7D0wcXM">Chi City</a>.) Oh, and finally combust into a giant cloud of dust when an asteroid hits the planet on doomsday. <br /><br />... and I guess blog more. That was last year's resolution, and frankly I don't think I did a terrible job with that!<br /><br />Reality of NYE: wasn't covered in confetti or doused in champagne, and didn't even receive my first kiss of 2012. (Yet.) I lost contact with all of my friends and, therefore, potential plans, around 9 p.m. Luckily, my brother bailed my family and the Time Square ball drop and come back to my apartment to use the toilet. A mixture of blasting Lil B, streaming the ball drop happening mere miles away (ungrateful denizen), walking around Williamsburg after midnight, and heading to bed before 2 a.m. Next year, a hotel party's gonna save me from being stranded YET AGAIN. <br /><br />BUT WAIT! DON'T LEAVE. In the midst of this jovial state of mind, I compiled a mix of songs that stuck with me in the past year. This is not so much a "top songs of 2011" sort of mixtape... okay, maybe so as a lot of these tracks went through heavy rotation on my iPod, turntable, cassette player, etc. I know the music tastes of you readers are all over the board, but c'mon! It doesn't hurt to give it a spin and surprise yourself with a track or two you didn't expect to love. Hell, that's how I discovered a lot of these tracks. Plus, I decided to go pro and use my amateur knowledge of Audacity to MIX the mix. So ENJOI.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_lx9911jgbO1qzphp9o1_1280.gif?AWSAccessKeyId=AKIAJ6IHWSU3BX3X7X3Q&Expires=1325736889&Signature=SfaV7951veuVo8K1jIqRJsliZCE%3D"><br /><i>brought to you in 3D thanks to Miss Chance Morris</i><br /><p><br /><a href="http://www.mediafire.com/?ppfb3bxgqkmtadb">DOWNLOAD HERE</a><br /><p><br /><i>TRACK LISTING</i><br />1_ Lil B "Pretty Bitch"<br />2_ The Spits "No Place to Live"<br />3_ Warsaw "Leaders of Men"<br />4_ Unwound "Lucky Acid"<br />5_ Career Suicide "Cherry Beach"<br />6_ Duffy and the Doubters "Spider Baby Jesus"<br />7_ Milk Music "Out of My World"<br />8_ Bleached "Think of You"<br />9_ Toro Y Moi "Fax Shadow"<br />10_ Xeno and Oaklander "Sets and Lights" <br />11_ Pictureplane "Techno Fetish" <br />12_ Gary War "Grounds for Termination"<br />13_ Shabazz Palaces "Free Press and Curl"<br />14_ White Ring "Rick Ross - BMF [White Ring/One Nation Under God Remix]"<br />15_ Trust "Bulbform"<br />16_ Glass Candy "Etheric Device"<br />17_ //Tense// "Pulse Beat"<br />18_ Tyga "Racks City"<br />19_ Tyler, The Creator and N*E*R*D "Inside of Clouds [Remix]"<br />20_ Araabmuzik "Lost in A Maze"</center><br /><br />And if you haven't gotten the chance to do so, download my other 2011 mixes: <a href="http://de-rig-ueur.blogspot.com/2011/05/de-rigueur-mix-2-sweaty-summer-dance.html">Sweaty Summer</a> and <a href="http://de-rig-ueur.blogspot.com/2011/04/de-rigueur-mix-1-indonesian-diy-punk.html">Indonesian DIY Punk</a>.Rika Nurrahmahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04197262892719804113noreply@blogger.com0