Smash! Destroyer’s summer issue ships on Wednesday - and you can order it now!

Destroyer 07 contains:

• A French Legend. 10-page interview with Bernard Alapetite, publisher of the legendary magazine Beach Boy, along with plenty of photos.
• Vintage Pride. Feature on vintage gay magazines. You’ll be amazed by the diversity and pride the gay press showed in the sixties and seventies.
• Chennai Boys. Photo reportage from India by Francis Cardinal.
• Something Unspoken. The art of Peter Schweizer and Erik Visser.
• Black Sea Beauty. Photo reportage featuring a young demigod.
• Interview with Milkboys-Josh and column by Inkplum-Sid.
• Black Sea Beauty. Photo reportage featuring a young demigod.
• Plus reader letters, Obsession, book and film reviews - and a special print effect for no other reason than to spread some extra happiness to you, my readers!

Mannen som elsket Yngve (The Man Who Loved Yngve) by the young Norwegian author Tore Renberg is one of my absolute favorite novels. It’s a very convincing and moving love story set in Norway in the eighties.

The novel has now become a film. I haven’t seen it yet, but this clip (in Norwegian with English subtitles) captures the feeling of the book really well. I find it totally heartbreaking.

“Do something for the environment. Take a shower.” Ad by Stockholm Vatten, May 2008.

The series of teenage boys who try out their fresh, newly sprouted bodies continues. Note how his mother (?) enters and watches in awe what she has created. This is so beautiful.

If you like coming of age movies, you’ll like Lucas4you’s blog. It’s well written, often updated and sports a huge number of reviews of coming of age films, as well as lots of pictures.

The picture in this post comes from Boy of Baghdad.

How nice to wake up at 5 o’clock. It’s summer and the sun is already up. You’re free from school/work for another couple of months, and you intend to make the most of them. So you enjoy the first hour of the morning on the balcony with Foucault. When your stomach starts making sounds, you make a cup of coffee for yourself and a couple of cheese sandwiches. You digest them to the sound of the morning news. Nothing happened today - like always in the summer time. You eat the bread and sip the rest of the coffee on the balcony while finishing Foucault. At about 6:30 you start reading a crime novel to the sounds of the birds chirping in the trees. Nice. Maybe it’s time to mount that hammock today? Then it dawns on you: I haven’t gone to bed yet! Darn. Oh well, it was a lovely morning anyways.

Tonight I had the pleasure to meet for the first time and party with Reb Kerstinsdotter, who wrote the academic thesis about Destroyer. We ended up at a party where Robert Stadlober dj’ed.

No one but a teenage boy could pull it off in this outfit!

I have two contradictory views on boys and fashion:

1. Fashion is made for teenage boys. It frames their beauty like the feathers of a peacock.

2. Fashion is made for everyone else. It lends us attributes that the teenage boy, our ideal, possesses naturally.

Look at the beautiful motives of these Czechoslovak (upper two) and Hungarian banknotes from the 1920’s. See more old banknotes at Rinrin.