The internet can be great, it opens the world to anyone who wants a look and helps us to find our voice.  Except for when it doesn’t.  Then, it’s just a big old ball of bull crap.  I’m trying to fix this place, but it refuses to work properly.  Jim Henson would be so frakkin mad right now.

Clare Nash did some shots of The Cribs I used last year.  She’s been shooting Kate this summer.  Check out her site.

http://www.clarenashphotography.com/

So that’s it.  The Cribs finally take a break from playing live and the Ignore The Ignorant is put to bed.  You can watch highlights of them playing their Reading show over here – http://www.bbc.co.uk/music/festivals/readingandleeds/2010/artists/cribs/#image1 – where the lovely folks have decided the word in most need of censorship is masturbation.

Preston Street in Brighton is a pretty good example of a less successful part of a town pulling together to raise peoples opinions on itself.  The inhabitants are clearly hoping to become a desirable eating destination.  What I love though, is how they’ve dealt with the numerous empty buildings on the street.  Rather than boarding up the windows, or perhaps covering the façade with some abstract decoration (the kind of which can be seen across the high streets of the nation) Preston St. has instead decided to trick our minds.

Look closely, what do you see?  A perfectly normal restaurant scene?  Or a bloody great big sticker of a restaurant that isn’t fooling anyone.  What’s amazing about their solution to empty lots, is the confusion it fills me with.  Did they intend to make this look real?  Is it like in the movies where the shelves look full of food on screen but in real life it’s just photocopies of steak glued inside plastic?

Who really likes Family Guy?

Seriously, which of you douchebags are watching it?

Oh… that figures.

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