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~ Posted by Tim de Lisle, May 13th 2015
Here's our pick of the best new tunes. You can listen to them on the player below, or find the playlist on Spotify by searching for IntLifeMag. All songs are available on iTunes, unless otherwise stated.
Tobias Jesso: Without You
Not the Nilsson hit, but Nilsson-like in its emotional intelligence.
Stornoway: Get Low (pictured)
Folk meets 60s pop.
Paul Simon: Father & Daughter
An unsung gem, now joining the classics in his “Ultimate Collection”.
Madonna: Inside Out
Her new album, “Rebel Heart”, is patchy, but this is a cracker.
Natalie Prass: Why Don’t You Believe in Me
The kind of ballad you slip into like a hot bath. Produced by this man...
Matthew E. White: Take Care My Babyread more »
The acceptable face of meandering.
~ Posted by Isabel Lloyd, May 7th 2015
“It’s just dib-dib-dib all day long.” So said the Turner prize-winning artist Grayson Perry (right) last night—but he wasn’t talking about scouting or Lord Baden-Powell. Instead he was describing the happy life of the man (or woman, or man dressed as woman) who works with their hands for a living. On stage at the Victoria and Albert Museum for the launch of the inaugural London Craft Week, a joint venture led by the Swiss watch manufacturer Vacheron Constantin and the Crafts Council, he gave a typically earthy and invigorating speech about what craft is, and why it matters.read more »
~ Posted by Anthony Gardner, May 6th 2015
I’d been trying to get into journalism for two years, and was close to despair, when Ann Barr—who died on Monday aged 85—gave me my first break. I couldn’t have asked for a better apprenticeship. As features editor of Harpers & Queen in the 1970s and early 1980s, Ann helped to create the quintessential magazine of that era, proudly bearing the spineline, “The world’s most intelligent glossy”. Her diamond-sharp eye for trends and detail made “The Official Sloane Ranger Handbook”, which she edited with Peter York, into an unexpected million-seller.read more »
~ Posted by Maggie Fergusson, May 5th 2015
Beautiful liturgies and an atmosphere of real belief don’t always go hand in hand. But last Wednesday evening, at a service of thanksgiving for the life and work of P.D. James, they were perfectly interwoven. The Temple Church in London felt like a 12th-century stone ship riding on waves of April blossom; the choir was celestial, the readings profoundly moving. And at the heart of it all was a sense of collective gratitude for what Richard Chartres, the Bishop of London, described during the service as “a long life lived in tumultuous times”—a life sustained by what P.D. James herself called “the magnificent irrationality of faith”.read more »
~ Posted by Julia Lovell, May 2nd 2015
The invention of photography coincided with the mortification of modern China. In 1839, the year Henry Fox Talbot presented his early photographic experiments to the Royal Society, China’s “Century of Humiliation” at the hands of imperialist powers began with the first opium war. Through the second half of the 19th century, foreign photographers joined the armies of soldiers, diplomats, traders and missionaries swarming over China. In the late summer of 1860, the Italian photographer Felix Beato captured the carnage of the second opium war, and four decades later the “punitive picnic” of the Boxer war was photographed on new Kodak Reloadables. Compositions designed to shame a defeated China were staged and sent around the world in newspapers, periodicals, photobooks and picture postcards: images of privates playing hockey around sacred temples; officers lolling on imperial thrones and picking over the emperor’s apartments; grisly public executions of suspected Chinese Boxer rebels.read more »
~ Posted by Kassia St Clair, May 1st 2015
In the final years of the 1960s Patricia Underwood, a British woman living in New York, came to the conclusion that she desperately needed a career. She had already tried several jobs: first as a typist at Buckingham Palace, then an assistant car mechanic in America, specialising in classic Jaguar XKEs, later a salesgirl and a secretary, but none had really suited her. Until, that is, she turned her hand to millinery. It wasn’t the choice of a practical woman—few would hit upon making berets as the most efficient way to bring home the bacon—but as the best hats are seldom purely practical either, it was the perfect match.
Forty years on her name is as synonymous with headgear as those of Philip Treacy and Stephen Jones, and she has worked with several revered designers, from Oscar de la Renta to Ralph Lauren. A new book, "Patricia Underwood: The Way You Wear Your Hat", celebrates her work with lush images and playful details about her, her collaborators and, of course, the hats themselves.read more »
~ Posted by Isabel Lloyd, April 30th 2015
What’s the point? Why are we alive? Does God exist, and does He care about us? The biggest questions of them all are posed repeatedly in the original “Everyman”, a medieval parable of a man trying to dodge death and account for his deeds. In the poet Carol Ann Duffy’s new adaptation, which opened last night at the National Theatre in London, at least one of those questions is turned upside down: as the show begins, God, a weary but patient Mrs Mop (Kate Duchêne), takes a break from the eternal job of cleaning up after humanity to ask why it is that man seems to care so little for Her.read more »
~ Posted by Tom Shone, April 28th 2015
Up on stage at the Beacon Theatre in Tribeca last weekend, Ray Liotta (above, left) basked in the love for Martin Scorsese’s “Goodfellas”, which had just screened in a new print as part of the film’s 25th-anniversary celebration. Afterwards, the author Nicholas Pileggi (on whose book the movie was based), Liotta, Robert De Niro and other cast members took to the stage to swap anecdotes, some well known, others not—such as the time Liotta got a call to meet Henry Hill, the mobster he was playing, at a bowling alley in Los Angeles. A somewhat scared Liotta came to the appointed place, only to have Hill walk up to him and say, “Thanks for not making me look like a scumbag.” Liotta couldn’t believe his ears. The film had shown Hill bludgeoning a neighbour with the butt of his gun, sinking into cocaine addiction and ratting on his friends. “Did you see the movie?” he asked incredulously.read more »
~ Posted by Nicholas Barber, April 24th 2015
“Everything you’re going to hear about in this film, you already know.” So says Russell Brand at the start of “The Emperor’s New Clothes”, the excitable anti-banker agitprop documentary he has made with the director Michael Winterbottom. It’s a clever disclaimer. Brand immediately establishes that he hasn’t uncovered anything new about the Grand Canyon-like divide between rich and poor: he just wants to remind us that it’s okay to be angry about it. The problem for me, though, is that I’m a lot more ignorant about global financial shenanigans than Brand imagines. Like many people, I don’t know everything about off-shore tax havens and quantitative easing, and I was frustrated that “The Emperor’s New Clothes” didn’t enlighten me.read more »
~ Posted by Rebecca Willis, April 24th 2015
Summer footwear has an easier design brief than its winter counterpart: it doesn't aim to be warm or waterproof. A sandal need be little more than a sole with a rudimentary means of attaching it to the foot. Witness the strappy, leather "Jesus sandals" favoured by Seventies hippies, or the spectacularly un-waterproof espadrilles, both of which are traditional peasant shoes from southern Europe.read more »