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These days it seems like most people I know are involved in fashion. My roommate Amie is a designer, my other roommate Daryl is a photographer, my mistress (I’m married to the bottle and the computer) Anita is a fashion blogger for BlogTO and they’ve all had quite a bit of success.
This makes me one of nature’s finest creatures: The Hanger On. While I have not yet fulfilled my childhood dream of snorting cocaine off a model’s anorexia devastated ass in the VIP room of a sleazy discotheque, I am confident that my moment will soon come. And, if it doesn’t, I’m sure that I could settle for a hooker in the back of a minivan. Barring that, a filthy counter in a strip-club washroom.
That, of course, would be fine but it does not quite reach the level of pretension that I crave. But Chicks on Speed reach that level and surpass it. They are a fake band and multidisciplinary art group who formed in a Munich art college but who’s founding members are from Australia, Germany and the USA. They do many, many things. “Around Chicks on Speed there is grouped a large and ever-changing collective of musicians, producers, graphic artists, designers, film and video makers, and so on.” A couple of standouts are Sylvester Boy (video above) and Kevin Blechdom, who, for all her musical talent, may just have the worst website I’ve ever seen.
I first heard COS about seven years ago. If I remember correctly I was listening to underground radio in my underwear while nursing a hangover, eating stale pizza and combing my mohawk. They were the best thing I’d heard in some time. It took a few more years before I found any of their music but I never forgot their name. Who could? And to my credit, I got the joke. They sound like awful, cheesy, catwalk techno but they’re supposed to.
Some people love them, some people hate them, but I just think they’re really funny.
COS Fashion Rules Vid. Some boobs so maybe NSFW
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