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Reasons why French beatmaker Onra is my obsession:
- SPEX (obvs)
- Hot-ass variety beats
- Lickable likeable French accent
- Chinoiseries (rel. 2007), the widely-lauded, smooth-souled, crackly, interpretation of 30 old Chinese and Vietnamese vinyl albums he lugged home to Paris from a trip to Vietnam
- Dead sexy, head to toe. Even his fingers are sexy. I want to [blank] them.
- Latest full-length: Long Distance (rel. 2010), which can best be described fun, funky, funky, funky, flirty, fresh
- Forthcoming Chinoiseries Pt. 2
- Occasional beard
- merveilleuse vie paresseuse
- Given name: Arnaud (say it aloud, reverse it; you’ve got his stage name)
- Half-Vietnamese, half-French, he is the human equivalent of my two favorite comestibles: cà phê sữa đá and bánh mì
- Love of cigarettes, basketball, vinyl rekkids, computers, joints
- Inclination and ability to sample and build albums with respect to the source material’s societal context, while avoiding the pitfalls of politicizing his tuneage. Always, the music remains deeply, easily individual. Howdoyoosay, “Onra tracks are like a travel diary, joining the artist in a lighthearted pursuit for cultural and personal identity?”
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NO NO NO NO NO NO NO! NOT OKAY!
A city in Japan has banned beards at the workplace to cut down the need for summer air conditioning and reduce their carbon footprint. Seriously.
From Sky News:
The northeastern city of Isesaki says forcing office workers not to sport facial hair will mean they are less likely to need the air conditioning on in the summer months.
Civil servants are already being encouraged to forego jackets and ties during hot weather as part of a “Cool Biz” campaign.
A city official said there had been no complaints from employees since the ban was introduced last month and that it was a necessary part of Cool Biz.
The campaign was introduced in 2005 by the Japanese Ministry of Environment in an attempt to cut the country’s consumption of electricity, thereby reducing Japan’s carbon footprint.
Y’all, I love the planet so very much. Reducing one’s carbon footprint is super hot. And I admire the intent of the uh, poorly-named “Cool Biz” campaign, since most of the stories I hear about Japan’s relationship with the environment these days include buying off fellow IWC countries with hookers and coin to protect illegal whaling practices.
But beards… I love beards, too. And beards are so, so, so, so, sooooooo very hot. A ban on Continue reading Save The Beards!
Filed under: Air Conditioning, Ban On Beards In The Workplace, Beards, Beards Are Hot, Cool Biz Campaign, Diana's Pervy Fantasies, Environmentalism, Isesaki, Japan, Job Openings, Lame Excuses For Rigid Policies, Planet Earth, Pool Boys, We're Always Hiring, Weird Japanese Behavior
Opening Day of baseball began with a moment of silence for the death of…
Oh, Chan Ho Park’s Beard. We hardly knew you. Your life was cut short–no pun intended, this is a eulogy for fuck’s sake–and you did not make it long enough–ahem–to see your first year. But you accomplished great things in the precious little time you were with us. Is it a coincidence that around the time of your birth, The Face That Wore You had one of his best seasons in recent history? We think not. Is it a coincidence that only after you arrived, The Face That Wore You pitched in his first World Series? Nay.
Yet The Face That Wore You never understood your magic. He began to doubt you back in October, when his team lost to The Team That Forbids You. Surely it was then, as he witnessed their beard-murdering faces, one after the other, beating down his tribe with their wood clubs, that he began to plot your end. And later when The Face That Wore You switched allegiances to The Team That Forbids You, he all but signed your death sentence. Is it any wonder that in his first outing without you, victory eluded him? Does The Face That Wore You have any idea that, without you, he’s doomed to failure (in baseball and in hotness)?