FRENCH DISCO HOUSE
I can transform my apartment into the finest Parisian discotheque and now you can too.
Like disco, do you? Of course you do. But you’ll never love it as much as the people behind Radiomeuh. Radiomeuh: the finest French disco house tunes on nonstop rotation. Running out of a pirate radio station holed up in the French Alps. Seriously. Not some some goofy James Bond subplot, this. A very much real and actual thing. Pop it on your car bluetooth (they have an app) and drive around doing that firing back smug smiles to all passengers that ask, "Is this your music?" thing. There's new tunes every day and never a bad song. Whatever you do, though, don't listen to this at the office. Temptation to quit the 9-to-5 will hit an immediate and actual all time high. Put the pink slip in, sell the car and jump on the first one-way flight to Aéroport Lyon Saint Exupéry. Savoie Chignin-Bergeron in one hand. Cured meat plates in front of a roaring fire. Reblochon within arms reach. So much Reblonchon. More soft-washed rind and smear textured cheese than you ever imaged. Lovely Mélanie from just outside Paris who you met at the mid-mountain lodge earlier keeps texting you about the Aprés-ski disco later. Radiomeuh bumping at the bar speakers as you text her back: See you there. Wait, was it really a bad idea, leaving it all behind? Non. You’re living the dream now, aren’t you? Oui, oui. This is paradis.
The grooviest radio station you’ll ever come across, here.
– James Royce, Writer
Jonah Hill: Glow-Up God
With a new zine and a movie on the way it’s hard not to be proud of Jonah.
Should probably kick this off with the caveat that I, personally, think celebrity worship is a sad concept. Maybe it’s a result of having spent the last six years of my life in LA. Maybe it’s because I’m an almost pathologically unemotional person. Listen: we all have our quirks. Mine is not really feeling anything when I cross paths with the most recognizable people on the entire actual planet. No excitement or anxiety, instead a low background hum of unemotion. One day I bumped into Justin Bieber at Whole Foods in Santa Monica and my heart did not even raise one beat. I just made some quick eye contact with him and was like, “Yes.” But ignoring all that: I love Jonah Hill. Not sure what it is, but I have a soft spot for him. Maybe it’s because he has insane amounts of talent, creativity, and is a (judging off interviews) properly genuine person. Maybe it’s because he’s always made me laugh. Maybe it’s because we both were dangerously obese, baby-faced, fat-handed, pale little awkward boys who thought XXL bowling shirts were a viable fashion choice at one point. But ignoring that last bit: Jonah’s amazing. He’s come a long way from being the Aldous Snow-stalking chubby restaurant host who would “love to sell you some weed, but I’m at my fucking job right now.”
He recently starred in Netflix’s hit show, Maniac, alongside former Superbad co-star Emma Stone. He’s been an ambassador for Palace and Reebok. He’s experiencing glow up after glow up. And now, his director debut is on the way as well. The film, titled Mid90s, is based in skateboarding and inspired by his adolescence in LA. So far it’s received glowing reviews from critics. Jonah has released a zine with A24 — the studio giving him a hand distributing Mid90s — to coincide with the film as well. It talks about the production of the film and interviews with the cast. Jonah also speaks more in depth about those awkward early years that are never too far from his mind. He’s secured an all-star cast of interviews for it. Na-Kel Smith, Raymond Pettibon, Michael Cera, Q-Tip, Edie Falco, Mark Gonzalez and a whole bunch more. It’s sure to be an absolute hit. So make sure to grab yourself a copy before it gets ripped from every shelf.
It’s not available online, so you have to hop in your actual car and drive to a distributor. But make a day of it! Find your closest one here.
– James Royce, Writer