Saturday, 22 February 2014
I spoke to the ever marvelous Karley Sciortino for issue #6 of Galore magazine
Picture by Coco Young
In between writing her new Vogue.com column, jetting back and forth from filming in L.A. and chronicling her unique New York existence on her must-read blog Slutever, Karley Sciortino sat down with Galore to help us figure out how to live and love in the Digital Age.
The theme of this issue of Galore is friendship… But you’re a sex writer and the editors wanted me to ask you about a mix of the two. But do friendship and sex even go together?
I suppose some people have sex with their friends but I’m definitely not that kind of person. I think we’re lucky enough to live in a time where even if you don’t live in a major city, there’s just so much access to people so that we don’t need to sleep with our friends. Having sex with someone just does change your relationship with them. I cannot be friends with anyone that I’ve dated.
Is being friends with an ex actually possible?
For some people it is and I’m like, “How do you do that?” My friend and her ex, who she was with for like three years, comes over and she makes dinner, and she brings her new girlfriend too. I was like, “Eww, what is happening?”
What do you think about social media’s impact on human relationships? Do all those channels make friendships and romantic relationships easier?
It’s interesting because I do use them but largely as a media tool. I would delete Facebook if it wasn’t just a really great way to speak to a large group of people at once. Either in terms of promoting something, like linking to my blog, but also in terms of crowd sourcing. I’ll only scroll through my feed like once month because I just don’t really care.
How about online dating – is there still a stigma attached?
In the past few years I feel that it’s changed so much. When I first moved back to New York, which was about three years ago, and I remember people saying they had OkCupid profiles and I thought it was really embarrassing. But they thought it was embarrassing too. But now that everyone’s doing it its different. But with Tinder I think there is still a bit of a stigma because it’s sort of for hook ups.
You’re starring in a new web series called Be Here Nowish that centres on a couple of friends. Can you tell me about it?
I’m acting in it but I’m not really behind it. It’s these two girls – Natalia Leite and Alexandra Roxo who are friends of mine from Brooklyn. It’s a web series about two girls who are not doing very much in New York with their lives and have bad relationships so they decide to go to L.A. and find themselves through New Age culture and spiritual awakening. They’re thrown from grungy New York into this complete opposite environment. I’m one of the people in L.A. that they meet. It’s really funny.
You tend to work and collaborate with your friendship group, right?
I feel like my friendships – my best friendships – are with people that I work with. I enjoy collaborating because being a writer is actually such a solitary experience; it’s just sitting alone in front of a computer without any communication with anyone. It gets lonely and depressing and it drives you crazy. Plus I really don’t enjoy just hanging. I wish I did. But then I’m glad I don’t too. I get anxiety and I feel like I should be doing something. So my best friendships are obviously with people who I feel like when we get together that part of our bonding comes from our creating something. Working friendships are awesome. My closest friends just tend to be the people that I work with most often.
Anyone in particular you like working with?
Petra Collins – I’ve been doing video stuff with her. She’s just moved to New York from Toronto. We hang out a lot because we’ve been making these short videos together. She’s only 20 which my mom thinks is really weird. She’s like, “Why are friends with someone who’s 20? What do you talk about?” I also like working with Sandy Kim who’s a photographer and video director here in New York. She’s so manic.
Do you ever make lasting connections with people that you interview?
One of my best friends is this girl who works as an escort who I interviewed on my blog. We’ve become good friends because she is just like the most un-boring person ever. There’s also this dominatrix who I shadowed for a week for Vice like three years ago and we’ve since become good friends too. They’re both girls living in New York who are roughly the same age as me so we have other things in common.
Is living in New York integral to your writing as well as your social life?
I think it’s just convenient. This is so cheesy, but when I was in Paris earlier this year you can’t eat food at any time. You have to eat between 12 and 3. And at 10pm everything is shut. Recently I’ve been spending half of my time in L.A. It is kind of like, wow, there’s this place in America where 365 days a year its perfect weather and everyone lives in a big house. And for the same amount of money I’m living in a jail cell in New York. Like, I could live there and have a house where I could have a garden and grow food. It is tempting and I like the idea of spending some time out of the year there but there’s no struggle. I feel like there needs to be some sort of struggle in order to make people creative. New York and London really have that. It’s just hard to live here sometimes. There’s so much happening and it really gets you going.
Who would you invite to your dream dinner party?
I want to invite Joan Didion. Camille Paglia would be good. She talks a lot and starts arguments – that’s good for parties. And Louis Garrel because he’s hot and it’s good to have a French person. And Richard Prince – he would talk about something sexy and perverted.
Written for GALORE
Monday, 10 February 2014
I Hate... When you're looking for books on Jackie Wilson and all you find are books by Jacqueline Wilson / Doggin' Around
I want to read about the man who paved the way for everyone and everything worth listening to and looking at in music. NOT tales of first periods and holding hands with boys...
Saturday, 8 February 2014
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The term “tragedy” is so over and incorrectly used by red top tabloids that we may not be aware of the fact that we are currently baring witness to an actual tragedy, a pop music tragedy, playing out before our very eyes right now.
The tragic hero? Justin Bieber.
His hamartia? Early-acquired fame
The Chorus? His Beliebers and 49.2 million Twitter followers
Currently ranked the ninth most powerful celebrity in the world by Forbes, how did he end up getting arrested twice in one week? How in the space of two years did his concert film movies go from generating over $12 million in a single day (2011’s ‘Never Say Never’) to clearing just $4.5 million in a five day stretch (2013’s ‘Believe)? Why has the quality of his music dropped so dramatically? Obviously the typical Planet Notion reader does not fall within the Bieber-target market but there’s no denying the poptastic goodness of ‘Baby’ and ‘Somebody To Love’ – especially when compared to the knuckle-chewing awkwardness of his latest effort ‘Confident’ and his ‘Lolly’ cameo. Wait… why do I care about any of this?
My attitude towards Bieber pre-mug shot was like that of anyone else – he’s annoyingly successful and something of a jerk, but he makes a lot of young girls happy and he isn’t hurting anybody. Of course, now with DUI and assault charges to his name he is harming others. With each self-destructive, headline-grabbing act he’s committed over the past fortnight, the more I feel like a helpless, unwitting guardian on ‘Sun, Sex and Suspicious Parents’; watching on passively with nothing but a disappointed headshake to offer.
Wasted young lives and talent is always a great shame, and yes, a tragedy. Whether you like Justin Bieber or not, there is no denying that tales of boy wonders gone wrong are heart-breaking.
Bobby Driscoll was Walt Disney’s first ever contracted actor at the age of 11. He was the animation model and voice of Peter Pan. Unlike the boy of Neverland, Driscoll grew up and once he developed acne and his cherubic looks matured he was cast aside, deemed only suitable for brutish, bully roles and then forgotten by Hollywood altogether. After serving time in prison for drug addiction, seven years later, at the age of 31, his body – with a failed heart and hardening arteries due to long-term substance abuse – was discovered in a deserted apartment block by two unsuspecting children.
Frankie Lymon was the astounding soprano singer of adolescent doo-wop group The Teenagers. ‘Why Do Fools Fall In Love’ and his cover of ‘Itty Bitty Pretty One’ serve as the most pertinent examples of the youth’s precocious talent. Prematurely pushed into a solo career that failed to match the success of The Teenagers, and with his voice changing, Frankie developed a heroin addiction at the unthinkable age of 15 which claimed his life ten years later when he overdosed in his grandmother’s home.
Whilst Justin Bieber’s recent track record of reckless antics – from pissing in buckets, to spitting on fans and chewing on a stripper’s nipples – do not match the tear-jerking falls of Driscoll and Lymon, they are surely indicative of further issues that run deeper than simple teenage rebellion.
We’ve seen pop idol casualties before, sure, but never have they been as swift or as well documented as Bieber’s. Britney Spears’ upsetting head-shaving meltdown came out of the blue, and nine years after her Lolita schoolgirl ‘Baby One More Time’ debut. Michael Jackson had been working as an entertainer for over 15 years before he treated himself to an adopted pet chimpanzee, whilst Justin acquired his first primate in March 2013 before abandoning the monkey three months later. At this rate, Bieber’s demise will be as swift as his rise.
Five years is the short space of time that has elapsed between Usher first introducing his teen Canadian protégé to the world and Justin’s smiling mug shot being released by Miami police. It seems as though the speed with which he was discovered on YouTube and became the boy-king of planet pop has been matched by the alacrity of his current free fall.
Show business doesn’t need another Bobby Driscoll or Frankie Lymon recorded in its history books. The current chapters of the Justin Bieber story run from chipmunk-cheeked bubblegum phenomenon, to brooding wannabe R&B artiste and we’re now currently stuck in the souped-up, unrepentant bad boy episode. There’s still time for a happy ending but there is equal potential for an irreversible tragic conclusion.
Written for Planet Notion