2 posts tagged "These New Puritans"
The beasts went marching two by two for Spring ’11. All throughout Europe, animals were on display: monkeys at Prada, swans at Miu Miu, pandas and zebras and giraffes at Louis Vuitton, and a stable’s worth of equestriennes for Jean Paul Gaultier’s last show for Hermès.
The Australian jeweler Jordan Askill has been feeling the menagerie vibe, too. Now in his second season, Askill is building on the animal-inspired pieces of his first collection with There’s No Place Like Home, which he calls the “second chapter to my story of personal mythology.” Drawing on objets d’art and fourteenth-century armor, Askill’s pieces are inspired, he explains, by “the idea that animals can protect.” The Horse Wave sculpture he debuted in his first collection reappears here as a jewelry box (and does double duty as the star of an animated film that accompanied his London presentation, created by his brother Daniel and scored by These New Puritans’ George Barnett, a sometime runway model). But we like it best as a galloping cuff in silver, above.
George Barnett’s first modelling job was Hedi Slimane’s last show for Dior Homme in 2007. Since then, his wraith-pale, angular features have made him one of the most recognisable faces in men’s fashion. He’s got the saintly sinner look that appeals to designers like Alber Elbaz and Miuccia Prada. But modeling is moonlighting for him. His heart belongs to These New Puritans, the band he formed with his twin brother Jack, bassist Thomas Hein and keyboard player Sophie Sleigh-Johnson. Though Jack does the writing and singing, it’s George’s drumming that anchors the band’s new album Hidden. It manages to sound complex (George says his hero is that crown prince of the paradiddle, Bill Bruford, once drummer for Yes and King Crimson), tribal and even a little medieval, all at the same time, which is actually a pretty reasonable description for the odd but alluring art rock of the Puritans. Give “Three Thousand,” “Attack Music,” or “Drum Courts – Where Corals Lie” a whirl while you think about George Barnett, living proof that it’s handy to have Something Else to fall back on.