All posts filed under: Rock & Roll

The Nausea Editorial Hideyuki Hayashi photography Greg Adamski - Model Irina at Bareface

The Nausea, a photo editorial by Greg Adamski and Hideyuki Hayashi

“I jump up: it would be much better if I could only stop thinking. Thoughts are the dullest things. Duller than flesh. They stretch out and there’s no end to them and they leave a funny taste in the mouth. Then there are words, inside the thoughts, unfinished words, a sketchy sentence which constantly returns: ‘I have to fi. . . I ex. . . Dead . . . M. de Roll is dead . . . I am not … I ex. . .’ It goes, it goes . . . and there’s no end to it…” from La Nausée by Jean-Paul Sartre. Photography by Greg Adamski, art direction and styling Hideyuki Hayashi, hair and makeup Britta @ MMG,  model Irina @ Bareface Dress and crown Saint Laurent, ring and lip piercing Maria Black Jewelry   T-shirt Saint Laurent, lip piercing Maria Black Jewelry Dress DKNY, lip piercing Maria Black Jewelry Jacket Saint Laurent  

SAV NOIR AW16

The Moto, Justin Gossman for Sav Noir AW 2016 (Exclusive)

When it was first unleashed on an unsuspecting suburban populace in the 1950’s, rock ‘n’ roll was perceived as a threat. A menace to society, comparable to the Red Scare that threatened the “American way of life” with its loose hips and morals. Considering the furor, tumult, and outcry, it’s kind of disappoint r ‘n’ r  has become the most bland of lifestyle accessories – a facsimile of rebellion, but still in bed by 11. Los Angeles-based fashion label Sav Noir is doing its bit to turn that around. Influenced by the untamed life well after the sun has set. They’re making dark, chic clothes for “the matured, rebellious souls of our era. The ones whom fear nothing, or no one,” as they put it. Sav Noir AW’16 “The Moto” film tells the painful story of chasing a rock’n’roll dream following model Justin Gossman as a young rock ‘n’ roller, through his dreams of fame, fortune, and excess, through to the painful, vacuous existence of a struggling artist. Watch Gossmann go from sleek, stylish nightlife to the …

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Why Are You Looking at Me: Lucky Blue Smith in the Age of Instagram Celebrity

Three blond sisters. All homeschooled, all Morman, and all playing washed out surf rock together in the same band, The Atomics. Yet it’s the drummer, their brother Lucky, who has drawn the legions of fans; and although the band’s music has a snare-driven hypnotic quality meriting attention in its own right, it is Lucky’s celebrity as a model that has propelled the group into the public eye. At only sixteen, Lucky Blue Smith has walked for brands like Levi’s, Versace and Tom Ford and has his sights set on that elusive model/actor/musician combination best exemplified by the likes of Justin Bieber. Similar to Bieber, Lucky’s rise to fame has been with the help of legions of teenage girls, through the channels that celebrity 2.0 knows best; Instagram (1.4 million followers) and the flash-mob meet-and-greets that allow the young fans of young social media heartthrobs to meet their idols face-to-face. Unlike Bieber, the Smith family’s unusual background and modest lifestyle maintains an indie credibility that makes Lucky a rare specimen in the often homogeneous flow of internet celebrity: a weirdo …

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Black Rebel Motorcycle Club concert

With a pulsating drum beat and a sinister scream of a guitar the audience anticipation builds. The crowd’s excitement is so palpable it electrifies the air and fills the room with a sensual energy. Heartbeats quicken at the flash of the lights and a pulsating wave of sound engulfs them… Photography by Juliana Bojorquez, Text by Tyesha Litz A silhouette sways in and out of a veil of smoke looming from an American Spirit decorously placed between the strings of a midnight black Gibson. Indicatively the silhouette is of Peter Hayes. The smoke trails his effortlessly smooth and fluid rhythm, as if his guitar were an extension of himself. Robert jaggedly thrusts his bass and methodically beats it, the crowd transfixed on his every movement. As differently as they move on stage, both play as if they are in a surreal alternate reality or perhaps locked in the same trance that has enslaved the crowd. Everyone’s senses are heightened and the energy now has a life of its own, it’s a living, breathing entity and …