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Phone cameras come through for us all, sometimes. Coffee and a mix of Crystal Castles and Beethoven on the headphones at the moment, trying remember last night’s dreams. Beep beep beep.

The sex-spider below is the handiwork of friend and Coilhouse #2 designer, miss Courtney Riot. She’s been working on merchandising for Spinerette, Brody Dalle’s new band, and in the process has gotten me addicted to their forthcoming album. Fortunately for my addiction, Spinerette is playing a rare concert tonight at Spaceland. We will be there, making the trouble. Join us and the friendly people of Silverlake for a night of raspy goodness, won’t you?

By Fred Einaudi

I went, had a great time and lived to tell the story [but just barely]. My impressions reside on Coilhouse.

I absolutely have to work on a piece for a group show today, but before I even get out of bed I must jot down this dream. Apologies for the sleep-drenched prose ahead. Lumi and I were away in New York for a deathrock festival of some kind, thought it was neither DoV or Drop Dead. The entire thing took place in a lavish palace, the likes of which the U.S. have never seen – it was more akin to …

If you are not yet registered to vote, or plan on not voting against this, consider us strangers. Terrifying. A living nightmare.

Photo by Andrew Yoon Otherwise busy.

Stricken with a three day migraine. I should probably not be looking at the screen, but before I flee, accept my humble offering of photos. I bought these headphones from Skullcandy and hawt damn! I dig ’em. Click photo for even more photos, because there are never, ever enough photos. Oh god, my eyes.

Photo by the well-dressed Adrian

I type this from a couch in Shien’s living room. The flight went well, the cab ride was appropriately terrifying and the welcome was warm. The aforementioned piece of furniture seems to take issue with basic laws of physics and is trying to throw me across the room with its deadly wobble. A pallid German is feeding me vodka, because almost everyone in the place is asleep besides me. It’s not working. On Sunday I’ll be walking for AzAc at …

a.k.a “Let me tell you a secret about honey”. Ink, digital. This is a crop, a fragment, a secret peek at a new piece I’ve torn from my brain-womb for a huge group show at the Hive gallery, titled “BeeRotica”. What you see is a little honey-glazed darling, caught up in the arduous task of auto-erotic fellatio. I’m excited about the show for several reasons: it’s been a while since I’ve shown at the Hive, I love the exhibit’s theme …

Photo by Lou O’ Bedlam There are at least 500 Coilhouse launch party photos to go through, process, scan in some cases, etc etc etc. Work that simply can not and will not be done today. No, today we regroup, rest and I put my apartment back together after dismantling it to provide you with the best photo booth props that ever were. But here’s me and Herr Piggentein [that’s Jhonen Mc Vee to you], to hold you over. In …

It is time! We’re happy to announce Coilhouse Magazine‘s Launch Party and Art Exhibit. Held this Saturday at Hans Haveron Studios this event will be stuffed full of excellence. Look forward to: Art, photography & fashion exhibit Refreshments, with Mer’s “special” Electric Lemonade Incredibly strange music Photo booth with weird medical props, straight from Zo’s cave Wall projections of Issue 01 art Your first glimpse at the actual magazine! Enjoy art. Become art via expert lenses of Polaroid superstar Lou …

I have returned from the North with tales, photos and gifts. Presently barricaded in several layers of pillows with dog, Boards of Canada on the iTunes, amusingly enough. Get ready for an RSS bomb, reader! My last visit to Toronto was some years ago and was mostly devoted to hanging with Herr Piggensteen during various professional obligations and withstanding bouts of work-induced dementia.  I didn’t get to spend much time with the city, but all that is changed with this …