Now that is a sandwich I would very much like to be right in the middle of. I don’t even care if it’s in the name of David Lynch‘s weird, cult-y transcendental meditation “foundation” — hell, I’ll join the damn cult. Just let me in there!
There was a moment there when I thought Lana Del Rey would be but a blip on our collective cultural radar given that, um, everyone kind of seemed to hate her, but with big-name brands like Mulberry, Jaguar, and H&M backing the controversial songstress, it seems like Lana will have a role in the zeitgeist for the foreseeable future. The real question is no longer, “who is she and what is she doing here,” but rather, “should she really be playing in David Lynch territory?”
Del Rey channels the director’s trademark grim atmosphere in a new video ad spot for H&M borrowed straight from the Lynch repertoire, complete with a rendition of “Blue Velvet.” As one of those really awful fangirls who believes in the sanctity of all things Lynchian, I’m not exactly excited about the homage, but I guess if there’s any pop singer who can do this tricky thing justice, it’s probably going to be Lana Del Rey. She’s kind of creepy, and I’m totally into it. [Spin]
I find that if you like one of David Lynch’s films, you really like all of them. His repertoire is interesting in that way — I don’t think there’s anyone who likes, say, “Mulholland Drive” but not “Blue Velvet,” or vice versa. I’m a member of the happily bizarre demographic that enjoys and embraces all things Lynchian. He’s been freaking me out for nearly a decade, ever since I watched “Eraserhead,” and paused the movie to cry a little midway through. Anyway, I digress. The maestro of all things subtly grotesque and foreboding is at it again with a skin-crawling new music video for the album he released last year, Crazy Clown Time. If you aren’t accustomed to Lynch’s particular brand of edgy, nausea-inducing eccentricity, then steer far, far away, because this video is not the ideal opportunity to give it a try. It’s also definitely not safe for work. Any work. Ever.
All my nightlife prayers have been answered. This September, director David Lynch is opening a “Mulholland Drive”-themed haunt called “Silencio,” after the club in the film. The Lynchian hot spot, which will be located in Paris’ Montmarte district (my very, very favorite part of Paris, where the Bohemian movement was born), will reportedly be a concert hall, art gallery, restaurant, bar, and club combo decorated in accordance with the film. I am picturing it right now—absinthe a plenty (and maybe some Pabst for good measure), a cowboy, waitresses named Betty, blue keys to get in and out of every room, singers who collapse, eccentric folks enacting wild, Bacchanalian orgies. Oh, the bizarre possibilities are endless! It’s like Disneyland for “Twin Peaks” fan-girls. [ONTD] Keep reading »
Never in my life did I think the words “David Lynch” and “nail polish” would end up in the same post, but there you go: here we’ve got some “Twin Peaks” nail art. Whatever screwed up, Lynch-ian things you choose to do with these nails is your business. [Flavorwire] Keep reading »
I am huge David Lynch fan. I try not to understand his work, but rather appreciate it. I cannot say I have yet grown to appreciate his commercial to promote his organic coffee line, David Lynch Signature Cup Coffee. It’s a full four minutes of David Lynch having an imaginary convo with Barbie about coffee while almost squeezing her head off. I’m calling it “Barbie Drink With Me.” This is serial killer territory. I am frightened. [The Daily What] Keep reading »