Brent Coover's Weekend Agenda
Song of the week: "Ribs" by Lorde. The whole album, Pure Heroine, is great... Great for walking (a.k.a. strutting) though the city on crisp autumn evenings, puttering (a.k.a. sloshing) around the apartment drinking red wine, and for rolling around in the sheets (a.k.a. Grindr hookups), too. But "Ribs" really gets me! Have it on repeat!
Drink of the week: Adult Dude at Allswell in Williamsburg. This will put some hair on anyone's chest. The ingredients are: Elijah Craig bourbon, amaro braulio, laphroaig, and whiskey barrel bitters. It's alcohol on top of alcohol on top of alcohol. It got me feeling really good (drunk). Was a nitecap during a date over the weekend. Date night Ended Well and All was Well, thanks to this delicious cocktail and great bar.
Netflix stream of the week: Body Of Evidence. Madonna's attempt at Basic Instinct-meets-Sliver is one of the best worst movies of all time. The candle wax dripping scene is everything, the parking garage shards of glass scene is everything, the costume styling is everything... The court room scenes are... Nothing, they are so boring. Madonna is hands down one of the best worst actresses of all time (hey, Gina Gershon).
Hot body (wish you were my boyfriend) of the week: Joseph Gordon Levitt in Don Jon.
Photo book of the week: Detroit 1968, photographs by Enrico Natali. I love seeing old industrial towns during their hey-day. The layout is lovely. The images are striking and at times haunting. The visual references are heaven for a fashion story. It makes me want to go to Detroit to see how different it is today.