Last week, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds released their devastatingly beautiful album Ghosteen, inspiring wracking sobs and the discovery of emotions we didn’t even know we still had. Since both your faithful co-founder Emily Colucci and contributor Adam Lehrer are longtime Nick Cave stans, we dried our tears and decided to talk it through … Continue reading
“As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin’ feet have trod before me, with my guitar in my hand, suddenly I realize nobody knows me,” dryly sings Nick Cave in the beginning of “The Singer,” his take on Johnny Cash’s “The Folk Singer” on Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds’ 1986 cover album … Continue reading
Curating isn’t an easy job. At its best, the act of curation is its own form of artistic creation–a kind of creative essaying. The curator has a thesis derived either from his/her own observations about the world or filtered through a particular cultural criticism that is then supported through the arrangement of art objects. There … Continue reading
“I was one thing, now I’m being another,” sings Our Lady of the Beaches, Driving Fast and Ruined Peaches Lana Del Rey in the song “Happiness is a butterfly,” off of her new blessed album Norman Fucking Rockwell!. And indeed, Lana is being another. Though certainly not a complete transition away from the rest of … Continue reading
This week, The New York Times published an in-depth feature analyzing the campaign event playlists of nine of the Democratic primary candidates for the 2020 election. And, you know what, dearest Filthy Dreams playlist listeners, it was a bore! What a disappointment, as the candidates’ campaign rally playlists ranged from snoozefest to just barely acceptable! … Continue reading
Water…water….water….so much sweat….so much swea….needs air conditioning! Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising! Whew! What’s that Mary? Oh I’m just trying to survive. No, not just survive the grind of daily existential crises, but survive this heatwave. WHOO! HEATWAVE! With the temperatures reaching the upper 90s, New York has become a garbage-reeking hot Yoga … Continue reading
Yeeeeeeeeeeeeehaw!! *spins cowboy hat around* Ahem…*cough* whoa! What’s that? What’s with my fringed and rhinestone-studded jacket, bolo tie and boots? Well, I want to be a cowboy, baby! Here, grab some whiskey, preferably from a dusty and potentially dangerous saloon, while we celebrate the birth of our country by diving headfirst into fanatical cowboy mania. … Continue reading
Is there some special relationship between moms and their sissy boys? What might their relationship look like? Have no fear! We here at Filthy Dreams have done the digging for you–just in the nick of time for Pride! What’s wrong with mother and boy–especially when that boy is gay! Oh, Mommy! You don’t own … Continue reading
You know all the words to Grace Jones’s Pull Up To the Bumper and you’ve probably strutted in the club to Walking In the Rain. But have you met her brother Chris Jones? Iconic in his own right, he is a musician and DJ making waves with his new eminently danceable album Strong2. We talk … Continue reading
“Fell in love with a rider,” sings Orville Peck in a soft yet sonorous tone after three deep echoing guitar notes in his song “Big Sky.” Peck continues, “Dirt king, black crown. Six months on a knucklehead hog. I like him best when he’s not around.” With that insertion of the pronoun “he,” “Big Sky,” … Continue reading
