Category: Whitney Mallett

Premiere: D3AD6OY’s Strange

Being from New York, D3AD6OY has had many strange encounters — it can get crazy here, sometimes very manic — still the musician doesn’t miss when it comes to being a vibe. His new video for the track “Strange” (the song’s title references its sampling…

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Tamara Faith Berger talks to Whitney Mallett

Tamara Faith Berger writes the best similes. Like the rest of her prose, they’re visceral and utilitarian. “My mouth felt like wallpaper glue” or “the smell from her shorts was like milk on the verge.” The pleasure of Berger’s language, the way it grabs you—you can flip open a page at random and it’ll still sink its hooks into you.

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Issue 18 NYC Release Photos

Photos from our release party at Mehanata Bulgarian bar in New York this past week shot by Travis Bass. Featuring DJs Daniela Lalita, Goodsafeperson, Sigrid Lauren, Taylore Moon, Ren G, D3ad6oy, as well as our lovely hosts Whitney Mallett, Patias Fantasy World, iceicebabyspice, Seashell, Logan Jackson, Travis Bass, Sam Lipp,…

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Issue 17 Party Pix at HECK

This summer we celebrated the release of Issue 17 in the mid-August heat at Brooklyn’s beloved residential space, HECK. With performances by Deli Girls, Negashi Armada, and D3AD6OY, and DJ sets by David Moses, Gia Garrison, & Gobby, the scene was hellishly vibrant. Thanks to…

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Premiere: Gobby’s Northeastern Promises

Gobby’s music evokes a cartoonish sense of possibility, where the laws of physics don’t apply and people and things can stretch like elastic bands. Noisy, electronic, and approaching ominous, an intuitive pop sensibility permeates the mental-as-hell music he makes. In his newest track “Northeastern Promises”—a…

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Lala Albert

PUBLISHED IN ISSUE 16 Windows to a monstrous soul, black and green with the weight of carrying hopes and dreams around in a sack of skin. The eyes are the site of mortal discomfort in these grotesquely alien illustrations penned by Lala AKA Lauren Albert,…

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Jillian Mayer Slumpies

Do you suffer from wry neck, also known as torticollis or turtleneck syndrome? Now you don’t have to give up your interconnected life as a networked global citizen for a healthy supple spine. Text and scroll for hours from a comfortable, supported position with this…

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Florencia Escudero’s Haunted Honeymoon Suite

PUBLISHED IN ISSUE 16  Garbage and ghosts are both lonely. Emerging from the trash of porn culture, Florencia Escudero’s sculptures haunt a honeymoon suite, their hollowed-out contours suggestive phantasms, flirting with packaged and plastic notions of hot women and hetero coupledom, but these effigies are…

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Emily Post-Internet Etiquette

PUBLISHED IN ISSUE 15 WRITTEN BY WHITNEY MALLETT & ANGELINA DREEM From Santa Fe to Seoul, members from society wake, reaching for their interconnected devices, those glowing orbs that separate man from beast. We are always connected but too often there is a disconnect. Not…

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Whitney Does Miami

“Maybe we’ll see Yoko Ono,” said Orlando Estrada when I ran into him at the Perez Arts Museum Miami. Yoko was nowhere to be found but famous artist Chuck Close was there. I didn’t get a picture because I’m not a very good party photographer,…

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Juliana Huxtable in the Studio

PUBLISHED IN ISSUE 15 PHOTOS BY DAFY HAGAI WORDS BY WHITNEY MALLETT Descriptions of Juliana are always hyphenated. She’s a lot of things—an artist, poet, performer, DJ, model, muse, trans icon, and member of the House of LaDosha. She’s also a mean cook and a…

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Feelings Film Festival 5

ATTENTION MONTREAL: With so many events happening in the city right now we feel the need to remind you not to miss the latest instalment of Feelings Film Festival tonight at Cinema du Parc, as part of Pop Montreal. Now on its fifth iteration, curators Adam…

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Telfar SS17 White Castle Party

PHOTOS BY TAYLORE SCARABELLI TEXT BY WHITNEY MALLETT The show had that breakthrough energy, swollen with possibility. Humidity hung heavy in the air, and after, it seemed like we would never find a cab. We had to walk to Christopher Street and Promise’s shoe broke…

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