Drawing a Nuit Blank

rape me from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

PITCHFORK MEDIA also caught wind of it now. HUGE!

LOOK FOR ME DURING NUIT BLANCHE HERE I’ll be belting out Smells Like Teen Spirit over and over again until I throw in the towel. Gonna be wicked. The Juicebox kids invited me as a notable, we habitually engage in intermedia fuckery together (they also won a yacht fishing trip on my uncle’s boat at my 10 yr anniversary party) so I know it’ll be a slam dunkeroonie. I’m going to dress exactly like Kurt. Or maybe polar opposite and go Tinkerbell.

The above video is about 3 or 4 in the morning at the Central and I am balls to the wall obliterated, Teppei is on drums, clem is filming it and there are girls dancing all over the place. Meredith’s comment upon watching this was, how’s that feel? must feel great! It did and does. My tights are all slashed here and this was after a shift I believe. Good times that bar, my Kingdom for 8 months. The shirt is a gift from an internet admirer, it’s from UO before anyone else wore puffy sleeves, before they arrived at H&M or Lady Gaga’s adoption of it. FTW! ME!

SEE YOU SOON!

Hey Raymi!

We’ve met a few times through Exclaim / Torontoist / Juicebox. And we
won a trip on your uncle’s fishing boat last winter at that Wrongbar
party.

So we have this thing that started as a joke a few years ago and now
it’s real: we’re doing an art instillation for Nuit Blanche that
consists of us performing “Smells Like Teen Spirit” over and over and
over again for 12 hours.

http://www.scotiabanknuitblanche.ca/iProjects.aspx?zone=C&mapId=24

It’s happening at the Toronto Underground Cinema (Spadina and Queen).
Nuit Blanche is Saturday, October 1, and runs from 7pm to 7am.

We’re looking for a few BIG NAMES!!! to come by and sing one or two
reps of the song. In return, we offer the opportunity to be a part of
something outrageously stupid.

Any chance you think this is bizarre / funny enough to get involved?
The plan is to have “notable folks” sing at the top of every hour. We
don’t need a firm commitment, since it’s obviously kind of a
clusterfuck of an idea, but if you’re in town, planning to walk around
that night anyway, and want to throw your name into this mess, let me
know. We’ll iron out details closer to the date, and if you can’t make
it or just end up not showing up… It’s fine, since we’re playing the
song 144 times no matter what.

Let me know what you think!

Sam

it’s the noise what scares me

my curls before i played with them too much and the aborted outfit.

our countdown was counted down by an iphone. don’t say it, i know, I KNOW and “happy thanksgiving?” did i hear that correctly?


countdown to 2009 from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

enjoy the massive double chin and my end of nite gross sweaty hair and how pathetically terrified i am of opening champagne bottles. fil was mad cos it’s one of “his” “things” and he has “so few things” he says and actually speaks in this video, we only opened it so we wouldn’t be complete new year’s eve losers.


champagne from raymi lauren on Vimeo.

art show closing party TONITE remember!

COME COME COME COME COME! i have some fresh zits on my chin for you to look at, snakebite zits.

painted it anyway, i’m sure someone will take pity on its fucked up leg, someone who smokes lots of weed and is missing eyeballs perhaps?

butterface is now complete.

i didn’t want to change my blog around today so i could work more on art which actually means yes i want this extra procrastination gift so i let the nerdery convince me of taking the leap today but i at least have come up with some new painting ideas. (in my head) (in the shower) (like half an hour ago) last minute creation has always been my style. give me weeks and weeks to obsess and stress and fear and be uptight over some thing i’m supposed to do and then the nite before/day of i’m sitting on the couch hunched over like a crazy spazz.

wow. disgusting. i’m disgusted. “you” “people” “are” “disgusting” “wild” “animals” “holy” “gross”.