{PHOTOBLAST} It Smells Like Teen Spirit ! ! ! #whome #bitchimightbe

  Here we are now, entertain us . . .   With September unfolding, seems like we can't help but get wrapped up in all the back to school spirit. The youth is on fire in the streets, and we've been given the chance to meet so many unique young individuals in the city and…Read more {PHOTOBLAST} It Smells Like Teen Spirit ! ! ! #whome #bitchimightbe

PHOTO BLAST!!! Time Traveller’s Academy {Vintage Style Inspiration}

The question of time travel is a query as old as time itself. And while science struggles to bring to the forefront the pure mechanics of it all, lucky individuals throughout the centuries have inexplicably found themselves doing the time warp. Indeed, countless stories of men and women lost between the vortex of the past,…Read more PHOTO BLAST!!! Time Traveller’s Academy {Vintage Style Inspiration}

Music Minute: Train to Satanvillle by Gin Gillette

Here's something we wanted to share with our readers to help get us through this midweek hump!  We had such an amazing weekend @TheJunctionFlea this past weekend, we are ready to blow off a little steam! So what a better way to blow off some steam than by taking a train to Satanville!? This is…Read more Music Minute: Train to Satanvillle by Gin Gillette

Don Draper Goes Medieval! Is Mad Men Don Draper’s “Inferno”?

Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. . . Those were the first words we hear Don Draper speak in the season 6 premier of AMC's hit show, "Mad Men" which aired last night. Dante Alighieri’s legendary Medieval poem is not one's…Read more Don Draper Goes Medieval! Is Mad Men Don Draper’s “Inferno”?

God is in the Details: Revealing the Early Renaissance @AGOToronto

Revealing the Early Renaissance: Stories and Secrets in Florentine Art (March 16 - June 16, 2013) ART GALLERY OF ONTARIO (317 Dundas Street West) $25 adult admission (includes admission to the rest of the gallery) When thinking of the Renaissance, one might automatically conjure up images of Da Vinci, his Vetruvian man, and Michelangelo's Sistine…Read more God is in the Details: Revealing the Early Renaissance @AGOToronto

E.O.F. Snapshot of the Day {October 11, 2012}

"Die creepy flying blow-fish! DIE!!!" {The Fall of the Rebel Angels by Pieter Bruegel the Elder (1562)} x Similar Stories:

E.O.F. Snapshot of the Day {September 14, 2012}

{T.G.I.F. Here's something which speaks for itself... A Duluth lynching postcard that was for sale.  Circa 1920s.} + ++ {The Eye of Faith} ++ + Similar Stories:

E.O.F. Snapshot of the Day {September 10, 2012}

+ {Sincerely Cincinnati - Bad Girls Do it Well.... +LENORE +Cincinnati Police Department #11554 [7.6.55]} + Check out LARKEN Design for more vintage rebel mugshots! Similar Stories:

Music Minute: “Dear God” – XTC (1986)

Whenever we question our own reality and or think about our New Dracula Shades, this is one of the tunes that jumps into our Head's and gets our toe's tappin'.  We're lover's of the hippie glasses and  penchant for Hats, not to mention overall gentlemanly style of this English Invasion. Not only is the message frank,…Read more Music Minute: “Dear God” – XTC (1986)

“The men and women in these mug shots are nobody special, but they saw things that none of us will ever see. They were all arrested in New Castle, a small town in western Pennsylvania, right over by the Ohio border. It was once one of the most industrially productive cities in America, but all that’s gone now.”

{Diarmid Mogg, SMALL TOWN NOIR}

As good as any Noir Thriller you might find in the movies. In fact, the stories told in “Small Town Noir” could definitely make one helluva TV series – so many stories to dive over, so take a look. William Brest is just one of many from the town of New Castle that got the opportunity to stare into the lens of that mighty police camera…

So check it out, why don’t ya?!

Small Town Noir

A seventy-seven-year-old widow named Alice Johnson opened her door to William Brest, whom she mistook for a neighbor’s son. She let him in, leaving him alone in her living room for a minute. He took her wallet and left. After he removed the $16 that it contained, he threw it into the weed patch behind the United Presbyterian church on Countyline street, where it was recovered by police once William had been arrested and signed a confession. William returned the money, including the $2 that he had already spent, and Mrs Johnson withdrew the charges against him.

William had just turned eighteen. Within three years, he was married with two sons. He found a job at Rockwell’s auto and truck spring plant on Furnace street and got a place on its bowling team, which met with reasonable success in the town’s industrial league. In 1977, William was treated for smoke…

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