Media Diet

Contribution to the Monday Media Diet series on Why Is This Interesting

https://whyisthisinteresting.substack.com/p/the-monday-media-diet-with-sam-valenti

Photo: Dina Chang & Tim Saccenti, Setta Studio NYC

Tell us about yourself.

I’m a new father, and it is 5:17 AM. I grew up in the suburbs of Detroit, then lived in Ann Arbor in most of my 20’s, and apart from moments in LA, have lived in New York City since. I started Ghostly in 1999, which is a record label and also a platform/brand for visual artists, acting as a global collaboration network of designers, writers, photographers, and the like. Simply put, my colleagues and I help artists get their projects into the world. I collect physical music stuff (records, tapes, CDs, ephemera) and spend a lot of time at record and book stores, virtual and physical. 

Describe your media diet. 

I don’t have a digital routine and am pretty inconsistent in where I source things. I use social media and newsletters as my main news source and always have a lot of open browser tabs. Newsletters that come to mind are Ana Andjelic’s The Sociology of Business, Paul Munford’s Lean Luxe, and Perfectly Imperfect. I also see good retail as editorial, as it often acts without a recency bias which is important to me. Music retail emails like Boomkat and Bleep, and the newsletters and Instagrams of bookshops like Harper’s Books, Jeff Hirsch Books, and Karma Books are often how I discover artists and source gifts. I also lump “aesthetic Instagram” in this category and love the feeds of Alison Gingeras and Matthew Higgs and the basketball culture brand Franchise. We started Ghostly Moodboard as our addition to that party. 

Suggestions welcome. 

What’s the last great book you read?

Rachel Kushner’s The Hard Crowd (Essays 2000-2020) had some excellent stories. I’m a sucker for stories of the world that is slowly disappearing, in this case, a wild, wreckless way of life. True Believer: The Rise and Fall Of Stan Lee wasn’t great but it sets the record straight on a lot of historical comics stuff, or professes to. I’m a “pick up a book and turn to a page” person and can tell within 2 paragraphs if I’ll have a chance at finishing it. I’ll read 3 or 4 things at the same time and maybe only finish one. 

What are you reading now?

Finishing up No One Is Talking About This. I love the poetic and surreal tone. Like DeLillo’s White Noise achieved in the 1980s, there seems to be a new language in the 10’s/20’s emerging across literature, film, and music; a clipped, hyperreal voice. The last 30 minutes of the film adaptation of Annihilation is one of those moments. Bizarre but strangely beautiful moments that could only be born of this moment.

What’s your reading strategy when you pick up a print copy of your favorite publication?

My print strategy is to do a light read through a newspaper or magazine and rip out what I want to read. It’s a bit juvenile but helps me focus, though there’s often a ton of tear sheets next to my bed. I subscribe to the Sunday Times, FT weekend and New York Magazine. When I subscribed, I used to let too many New Yorkers pile up so I just buy one if I encounter them in the wild. If I pass a proper magazine shop I’ll flip through the usual fatbacks like 032c and Kaleidoscope, and if there’s more than 3 things I want to read, I’ll cop an issue. This feels like the height of luxury.

Who should everyone be reading that they’re not?

When Ghostly was first coming out, there was still space in print for music journalism beyond major interviews which really helped new artists and labels, but I think there’s an interesting wave with newsletters/substacks picking up on that impulse again. A lot of good writers are using the medium to go deeper into their interests. Todd L. Burns Music Journalism Insider is a great bird’s eye on the whole space. A few sites/stacks of note are Matthew Schnipper’s Deep Voices, Joshua Minsoo Kim’s Tone Glow, the often incendiary First Floor, and of course, Jeff Weiss’s Passion of the Weiss. On the same tip I’m loving the deeper dive music podcasts like Open Mike Eagle’s profound Hip-Hop interview project What Had Happened Was and Yasi Salek’s Bandsplain which unpacks classic bands through conversation with journalist superfans. 

What is the best non-famous app you love on your phone? 

The return of radio and always on music is great. NTS Radio is plenty famous, but will mention, as it’s sort of the standard bearer of the space. Ghostly has a monthly show on The Lot Radio which is run out of a little shed in Greenpoint. I’m also playing with Blast Radio as artist friends of mine are using. It’s sort of a “disappearing ink” system where artists can go live with a session or DJ mix and anyone can listen (and even tip) for 24 hours. It reminds me of the early days of SoundCloud when it was very personal.

Plane or train?

I don’t remember many flights, but I remember a lot of train trips. One major one was about 20 years ago when I took an Amtrak from Michigan to visit a friend in Kansas City (soundtracked by a yellow Sony Sports Discman playing Brian Eno and Sade) and the other was in Tokyo with WITI co-founder Colin Nagy, a bullet train to Karuizawa. But if I’m honest now I want the shortest trip, so flights are preferred.

What is one place everyone should visit? 

Museums were the first thing that came to mind as they can seep you into a city’s sense of place. Memorable ones for me are Copenhagen’s Louisiana, and of course the NYC staples like the Whitney, the Walt Disney Family Museum in San Francisco, and The Cranbrook Art Museum near Detroit. 

The Real Thing

Watching the Grammys earlier this year I found myself enjoying the “get to know” segments about the artists, they were done in an Olympics way, showing where people are from, etc. You can’t help but be enticed by the stories as we tend to lionize authenticity as a key virtue. Being relatable is good business. But what about the artists that aren’t relatable? The ones that are too wacky to trust entirely. Or the ones that need anonymity or distance to create. Some of the most incredible art is often made by those who push the ideas in their work or their personal narrative far away from themselves.

On Grandma’s Silver Radio

If you asked what the sound of my childhood is, it’s the sound of my grandmother’s portable radio. More specifically, the sound of Detroit Tigers baseball games broadcasting in the summers of my youth.

What I didn’t grasp at the time is what that particular silver rectangular Sony radio was doing. The physical aspect of being at the game, its sounds and smells in particular, were pushed through the channels with a patina of comforting AM static. A breeze and an airplane shadow on a humid, expansive Detroit day.

A child’s mind craves the pictures, the video. What these voices were portraying wasn’t news. It was about connecting you to a place, both imaginary and real. My Grandmother lived for these games, and the moment. I get it now.

The micro-gestures in the voice and the capacity for emotion. Memory. Somewhere, this is happening.

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Related:

“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit—all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: So much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart.” – A Year With Swollen Appendices, Brian Eno, 1996

On Celestial Scale

David Byrne proposes that music has always been created with the space or element of playback in mind. Namely the bigger the “room”, the more expansive the sound. Bach for the church, Adele for the earbuds.

When artists (or us) make things (pictures, paintings, writing, films) they can assume the size of the screen is actually as big as space itself. If not in content, at least in form.

The limitations of the apps and devices we use today are but a blip. Compression is the tape hiss or VHS tracking of our day, or what Brian Eno thinks are the kinds of defective charms we will miss from the previous era.

Simply put: Save your stems, your layers, your biggest lossless file.

These current considerations are technological shortcuts to reduce time/cost to transfer and ship. These aren’t reasons to limit our art.

On Imperial Phases

The imperial phase of an artist is when they can seemingly do no wrong.

Whether it’s “10,000 hours” at work or just hitting the zeitgeist square on the nose, the assumption is the audience is fully invested in your success.

As far as I’m aware the name was given for the Pet Shop Boys’ run from 1986-1988 or more explicitly inside the brackets of the singles “It’s A Sin” to “Heart”.

But what other worlds does this apply to? Sports is relatively easy. We call them dynasties and can chart their zenith based on dominance (I was lucky to grow up in suburban Detroit as a basketball fan). What about architecture as defined by buildings, Fashion defined by seasons, and of course filmmakers (Spike Lee 1989-1992).

The problem with imperial phases is that they seek perfection which isn’t in sync with the realities of art. They’re also obsessed with success, which in retrospect doesn’t only account for an artists’ best work (my favorite Lee film is from 1995). Some of the greatest talents of any industry don’t apply because they never stop being great (Rei Kawakubo springs to mind).

Am now curious how we can look at imperial phases in our own lives. Or perhaps better, jettison the concept completely in favor of the long but craggy trend line that is reality.

On Good Friction

Have been talking a lot with friends about friction lately. Friction is the time spent waiting, the having to leave your house to do something, and the certain imperfections or inconveniences that the internet wants to scrub from our lives. Even social media is shorthand for “talk to people you like or admire without having to actually talk to them.”

But what about the good stuff? Going to a movie theatre is great if you are into that. Waiting outside in line for sneakers is a tribal gathering. Vinyl is slow to arrive, heavy, and sonically imperfect. These experiences are communal, rooted in discovery, and leave the element of chance in play. Frictionless extends to dating now, something I have experienced for the first time. This form of introduction with speed and volume is exciting, but I wonder what we’re jettisoning in the process.

This isn’t to say that the frictionless is not desired. It’s great for the banal transactional bits like paying for things, but I’m loyal to projects and businesses that invoke good friction along their journey.

 

Ghostly Knowledge Share

One of our big goals for Ghostly this year was to find a way to engage youth with the experience and wisdom of our musical and visual artist roster. We put this in motion last month with our first Ghostly Knowledge Share at the Neutral Zone in Ann Arbor.

Neutral Zone creates a positive space for Washtenaw County (where Ghostly started in Michigan back in 1999) teens to learn and develop key skills for their lives and future careers.

Ghostly artists Matthew Dear, Kllo, Mary Lattimore, Tadd Mullinix, Lord Raja, Starchild & The New Romantic, and  Matthew Shlian Came together for a very special day and we hope to make this the first of many.
Big thank you to Doug Coombe who captured the day.

 

music MMXVII

much music dot TV

fave 2017 albums/compilations they have on Spotify (and Apple):

Some favorite Electronic tunes:

live DJ set from Montreal’s Datcha, recorded November 18th:

 

live DJ mix from 2017 favorites I have on vinyl, recorded July 4th:

Other DJ sets:

NTS LA April set

The Lot Radio NYC March set

The Lot Radio With Vinnie NYC November set

+ Ghostly new releases on Spotify (and Apple):

Saying Goodbye

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Rooster came from a kill shelter down South as a puppy with a damaged eye and a nervous but cute disposition. He was brought to New York where he stayed for two years in a shelter, overlooked.

Untrained and impulsive, he wasn’t an easy fit and admittedly I wasn’t sure if I even wanted a pet. When they let us take him for a walk he nearly threw my back out he pulled so hard. I believe Rooster fought his way to a home and because of our care, our community, and especially KJ’s ultimate belief in his potential, for just over a year he had a family.

Not really knowing how to be a dog, to sit and stay at first, his personality and inherent silliness emerged with each day. He was proud of his accomplishments.

With his tender stoicism and red wisp of an eye, I saw Rooster as a mythic hellhound, nobly surveying the landscape like the ghost of another era, resurrected from the beyond in search of a home.

Rooster died today and while having his own life and dreams is, for me, symbolic of second, maybe even third chances. Not only for him, but for us. We can grow and we can learn to love again. Hope is not lost.