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The Empire State Building, its crown floodlit white, shot from the street at night between dark towers and an ornate stone facade full of glowing windows

Twisted stars, plotted lines and NYC

The city that never sleeps will not let you snooze, so take a walk on the wild side. Five cubist women in a brothel, skies delirious with stars.

By Igan D'Bayan · December 14, 2007
A horned devil in a fur coat raises a whiskey in a room crammed with Eagles memorabilia, a Hotel California neon sign, gold records and a 2010 Long Road Out of Eden ticket for the Nokia Theatre in Los Angeles

From Hell to Eden and back: Welcome to the Eagles gig in California

The Eagles at the Nokia Theater in Los Angeles, Hotel California in full cinematic paranoia, for a crowd still hoping to party like 1979.

By Igan D'Bayan · November 18, 2007
Illustrated wild-haired figure in black leans against the graffiti-covered Berlin Wall, KEINE MAUER KANN UNS TRENNEN painted on the concrete, the TV Tower in the distance

Achtung Berlin

A vanished Wall, neo-expressionists on Sophienstrasse, and the ghosts of Bowie, Iggy and Lou still loitering around Hansa Studios.

By Igan D'Bayan · June 1, 2007
Cthulhu as Elvis (jet-black pompadour, gold aviators, rhinestone-studded white jumpsuit) lounging in a red convertible on the neon Strip past the Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas sign, his driver grinning

Viva lost Vegas

‘People need to laugh after losing their money,’ somebody informs me. How prophetic. A first trip down the Strip, and a sucker leaves the building.

By Igan D'Bayan · March 2, 2007
A sheep-headed insomniac in a Haruki Murakami T-shirt lies awake at 3:17 a.m., sheep leaping over the bed past a stack of Murakami novels

The wild sleep chase

Three in the morning, wide awake, counting sheep into the thousands. A record, a book, and the bakers’ radios arriving at last like a lullaby.

By Igan D'Bayan · October 21, 2005
Illustrated Cthulhu in an indigo yukata carries a paper umbrella and a Tokyo lantern through rainy, neon-lit Shibuya Crossing

A city where the lights never go out

Two Japans in one trip: ninja houses and the record bins of Akihabara, then the long silence of the A-Bomb Dome in Hiroshima.

By Igan D'Bayan · September 25, 2005
A gothic Tim Burton-style illustration of a wide-eyed figure parachuting over a moody Singapore skyline of Marina Bay Sands, the Flyer and Gardens by the Bay

Singapore Skydive Festival: ’Xcuse me while I kiss the sky

A man with “10,000 assorted fears,” heights chief among them, leaps from a Russian helicopter 12,000 feet over Singapore.

By Igan D'Bayan · September 9, 2005
A man in an ECM Records t-shirt with a surreally painted face carries a stack of LPs topped by John Coltrane’s Blue Train past a metal record shop

Life, death and all that jazz

Mingus and Coltrane, Harry’s Bar at Boat Quay, and a goodbye to drummer Bob Barreto. Life may be short, but the beats are infinite.

By Igan D'Bayan · August 26, 2005
Little Baritan parody scene in a Malabon alley, a blonde figure in a Union Jack dress in a wheelchair beside a grinning man in a white sando, a small dog looking on

Little Baritan

Little Britain’s grotesques summon a cast much closer to home: the jokers and one-pair-of-trousers eccentrics of a Malabon boyhood.

By Igan D'Bayan · August 12, 2005
A bearded Victorian naturalist in a specimen-filled study holds a wooden sign lettered Questions 67 & 68 beside a skull, a tortoise and a microscope

Questions 67 and 68

Why do noontime hosts say happy viewing, why do movie goons wear leather in this heat, and what does Hollaback Girl actually mean?

By Igan D'Bayan · August 5, 2005
Three men resembling Kerouac, Ginsberg and Burroughs sit over beers in a dim bar hung with Big Beat poetry reading posters and a Schlitz sign

The brats of Beat

Kerouac with Steve Allen on piano, Ginsberg howling, Burroughs on a hip-hop record. The spoken-word albums of the Beats, for freaky times.

By Igan D'Bayan · July 22, 2005
A figure in a horned skull mask and pleated ruff holds a leather volume lettered Fictionary before a stormy sea and a mausoleum of books

Look it up… in the fictionary

Neil Gaiman says myths are resilient. Here are definitions for words that do not exist: womanhood, fashion, fine dining, numbers, scientists.

By Igan D'Bayan · July 15, 2005