LONDON - BOATIN' WITH BOTTIN

William Bottin is one of the finest purveyors of electronic disco around right now. His tracks have a clear Italo influence, and he's actually Italian, which probably means he has more of a right or something. Even Andy Bell from Erasure likes him! We caught up with him for a quick chat. It would've been nice if it actually was on a boat, but it was just Gmail.

MEXICO CITY - DANIEL LEZAMA'S SPIRIT FIBERS AND FLAG VAGINAS

Painter Daniel Lezama is a sort of rebel in the Mexican art world. There’s those who hate him, those who idolize him, and asshole curators who refuse to say hi, but everyone knows him and has an opinion. Daniel plays with Mexican history in an absolutely free way, paying no mind to who's supposed to be respected, which may not be a big deal here but apparently Mexicans are easily offended when someone doesn't venerate historical figures like Benito Juarez and friends.

DASH SNOW (1981-2009)

Last night I went home and dug out a picture that I took of Dash with his Polaroid camera a few years ago when we were doing a late-night at his house. He wrote in pen around the border of the image: “Moments Like This Never Last... Krills, Horse, Good Times, Great Oldies.” It stings to see that drug talk in the context of right now, but it also reminds me of his sense of humor and how alive and awake he was. It seems to me that he packed more living into his 27 years than many people do in 80.

LONDON - PRINCESS JULIA'S STYLE COUNSEL PART ONE

If anyone should have a fashion blog, it's Princess Julia. She knows her fashion, how to use it to make a name, how it can change the way you think, and how to read people's style. Julia's been cool since the early 80s, when having an extreme look was an underground thing. Like her friend Boy George, she reinvented herself as a handbag house DJ in the 90s, and again more recently by publishing music zine the P.i.X with Hanna Hanra.

SNEAKY LEAF'S DIARY OF A DEALER - ASSHOLE STRIPES

I was strictly a consumer of weed for nearly 19 years before I became a weed hustler. In all that time, almost every guy or girl that I bought weed from was more or less an asshole. Still, I have a soft spot for all those people. Every prickly asshole has their charms. I’m convinced, however, that it doesn’t have to be that way, and I very conscientiously make a huge effort to be a very warm, friendly, honest, and ultra-respectful alternative to the hundreds of impersonal large slave delivery services. It helps that I genuinely like people, and most of my clients are people that I genuinely look forward to seeing. 

BUENOS AIRES - HASALANA IN SOUTH AMERICA

Clearly the reason why yoga has gotten so popular in South America is because every single guy is interested in improving flexibility so he can suck his own penis. If I could suck my own dick I could have saved myself thousands of dollars last year. So I visited this Raja Yoga place near my apartment where people meet every Monday so I could save myself some money. Warning to all you squeamish nuns and toddlers who read this blog every day: don't click any further.

COMICS - RICK ALTERGOTT SHOULD BE FAMOUSER THAN HE IS

Rick Altergott is a contemporary of Pete Bagge, Dan Clowes, and the Hernandez Brothers but he doesn't get mentioned in the New York Times or the New Yorker. It might be because he hasn't produced any super thick graphic novels and because his work celebrates the kind of people that make your vagina curdle. He draws in a style that some would call reminiscent of EC Comics and others would call an out-and-out Wally Wood knock off. His best-known recurring characters are Doofus, a fat little man who wears a straw boater, and his tall Don Knotts-looking friend, Henry Hotchkiss. Scary Manson-esque hippies, foxy cartoonish ladies, naked fishermen, and a secret masturbation society are all elements of Doofus's universe. Rick did us the honor of doing last Sunday's comic so we figured we'd ask him about his life. 

LONDON - MOVING HOUSE, MOVING ON

I’m moving house again, which means I’ve got to deal with the treasure trove of perverse crap the previous tenants decided was too dark to move with them into their new life. I’ve always made some effort to clear my flat before moving out. You know, get rid of the old birthday cards, empty pill bottles, and nude posters of Paul Rudd. But I am, it seems, in the minority because every single room, flat, and house I’ve moved in to has been awash with the detritus of the person who lived there before me.

BASQUE COUNTRY - SHITTING CLASS HERO

Meet Rambo. He's also nicknamed Sodom, most probably because he looks a lot like Tom Angelripper from the German thrash band Sodom, but slimmer. Rambo is well known in the Basque Country’s squat scene, he plays bass in grindcore band Iron Batasuna, and has a fondness for something we could place freely between scatophilia, social activism, and… art? When having the urge to empty his bowels, he doesn’t hesitate to do so in the nearest outdoor locale, be it idyllic green forest or the entrance rug to the mansion of a local bigwig. It's his "thing."

BERLIN - A.D. DEERTZ LIKES THAI PROVERBS AND GERMAN CHEESE ROLLS

German designer Wibke Deertz studied sculpting in the Netherlands and never really cared that much about fashion. And then she co-founded a clothing label called A.D.D. in 2000. Sadly for you girls, she recently switched to menswear and just opened up her first flagship store, A.D.Deertz, in the heart of Prenzlauerberg--right across the road from that cool jeans store, next to that hip Lebanese food joint and the not-quite-so-hip drums bar on Kastanienallee--but at least you can finally force the shopping thing on your boyfriend. As soon as Wibke returned from her recent trip to Bangkok, we visited her Berlin atelier to find out why she quit making ladieswear and whether the world outside of Berlin is really that interesting.