calling Dorian Gray

So I guess when he's not making cheese at his (very big) house in the country and writing the most entertaining Britpop memoir of excess and champagne, Alex James moonlights with a bit of modeling. After all, it would be a shame to waste those glorious cheekbones now he's not strictly a rock star anymore.

(Alex James & Irina Lazareanu for the Auben & Wills Spring campaign, photos via missmoss)

'cause punk rock was too hard to sing

Like a million other people I've been kind of off-and-on with my relationship with Ryan Adams over the years. He was real cute when I was in high school and I got heavy into Heartbreaker, all the Whiskeytown stuff that came before. He knew his way around a broken heart and a harmonica. The Love Is Hell EPs. The Winona period. (c'mon now, who hasn't had a Winona phase?). Lots of concert bootlegs. He was prolific but there was always a diamond somewhere. The last record was rare 'cause it didn't have a single song that got me, but oh Ashes & Fire, we are back ON.

F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E.

It's not news that Jarvis Cocker has been my #1 pin-up since high school, and I'm beyond excited to see Pulp in all their seedy cinematic glory at the end of the month. BEYOND. They hold the keys to my musical heart.

oh boy

JTE covers my favourite Buddy Holly song. Swooning all over the goddamn joint.

ashtray floors, dirty clothes and filthy jokes

the last few days, plus further reading 

tomorrow's makin' valentines

Ted Danson is my Valentine over at russh magazine

YEEZY THE LOUIS VUITTON DON

I don't actually care what you think about Kanye: his big mouth, how he feels about Taylor Swift, whether his new album merited a perfect ten on Pitchfork (maybe not, but pretty close). The man has KILLER style.