ISSUE #7: REALISATION by STYLO

Issue Seven

The Realisation Issue

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Foreword Realisation. This is not a word we come across often within our daily vernacular, so where do we begin? Let’s go back to the early days of 2016 for a moment. I hoped that we would be off to a good start this year until: a) David Bowie died, and b) social media mogul and over-priviliged reality star, Kylie Jenner, so thoughtfully graced the world with her “2016 Resolutions” in the form of a thirty-second video published to Facebook. In it, she contemplates in a slow, monotonous voice how she feels like “this year is really about, like, the year of just realising stuff, and everyone around me, we’re all just, like, realising things.” Thanks Kylie, if I was that rich without having had achieved much at all, I would probably be that bored too. In case you haven’t caught on, the theme for this issue is realisation. We are humans, we are naturally imperfect. We make mistakes, we go through shit at times, and sometimes we mess up. But, as humans, we have the unique ability to emotionally grow by learning from these mistakes, hardships and difficult memories. These are the realisations that allow us to slowly understand ourselves and the world around us. So with that in mind, I hope the rest of this year is enlightening and fulfilling for you, and that you finally see your potential to “realise all the stuff ” that Kylie Jenner believes you can. WORDS & PHOTO BY ANDIE PHILLIPS

Wesley’s Theory - KENDRICK LAMAR Full Of Fire - AL GREEN The Revolution Will Not Be Televised - GIL SCOTT-HERON What’s Going On - MARVIN GAYE

The Line - D’ANGELO The Bird - ANDERSON PAAK Jazz (Interlude) - GIL SCOTT-HERON & JAMIE XX Everybody Loves the Sunshine - ROY AYERS UBIQUITY ‘Round Midnight - MILES DAVIS

Tune in, turn on, drop out. Stream it on Spotify (stylomagazine) or stylomagazine.tumblr.com.

AL GREEN

The playlist for this issue was inspired by the switched-on minds of some of the world’s most legendary and soulful black male vocalists, lyricists and musicians.

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Contributors PETER BORMOLINI is a recent Engineering graduate with an expanding vinyl collection that is slowly growing as tall as he is. MATILDA CHANEY has almost mastered the art of juggling two jobs, a Masters year, unpaid work at a radio station, and reading multiple books at a time, all at once. VIV COOMBE is currently studying Media & Communications, and is readjusting back to life in Perth after spending a semester in Madrid.

CHARLOTTE MAY is an Architecture student at UWA, but her interests transcend disciplines, from textiles, to photography, to art, to learning German. ANDIE PHILLIPS is rushing through her final year of a Bachelor of Arts so she can go on to study graphic design and create cool things.

ART BY TILLY CHANEY

BEN RIETHMULLER takes photos, surfs, and plays in a band called Bliss in Berlin in his spare time. His photographic work was recently featured in an exhibition at the Perth Centre for Photography.

RENEE IOPOLLO loves the snow, golden retrievers, and yoga. She took a trip to Canada over the Christmas season, where she fell in love with the mountains.

MUSIC REVIEWS BY

Peter Bormolini “Have you actualised fully? Do you feel cold sometimes, even when it’s hot? Do you understand the difference between thinking and being? The human mind, aroused by an insistence for meaning, seeks and finds nothing but contradiction and nonsense. Think or be. You can’t do both.”

Real Estate – It’s Real Let’s start with our daytime vibe. Fond memories alert. Every year since 2011 this album has got a run, most recently driving across the States last year. Not sure I could name a song that better encompasses summer and everything you wish it would be. Cheryl Lynn – Got to be Real Editor loves her disco (who doesn’t?) so I threw this one in for some brownie points. Hope it worked. It’s the late afternoon, things are firing up now. Denis Sulta – It’s Only Real The best release on Glasgow’s Numbers imprint last year in my opinion. Lights off, dancefloor-techno business, yet it is melodic and dreamy throughout. A big year in store for this 23 year-old producer.

Galcher Lustwerk - Put On Came to the realisation last week that I needed this Galch repress and with good reason: “I’mma put this on, I’mma put you on, one minute I’m on, next minute I’m gone…” K-Ci & JoJo - Tell Me It’s Real If you aren’t big on 90’s R’n’B then chances are we won’t get along very well. You have now realised the party is winding down and it’s time to find your boo. Yes I know all the words, thanks for asking… Josh Wink - Higher State of Consciousness Yes he is a bit past it now, but this early ambient piece fit the criteria perfectly. Suitable for both the kickon and mornings when you need something gentle on the ears. If you’re feeling a bit more adventurous throw his ‘Tweekin’ Acid’ remix on. ‘95 Strictly Rhythm, enough said… Kanye West (Feat. Ty Dolla $ign) – Real Friends Nothing but real talk here. More 808’s and Heartbreaks than Yeezus, which I love. P.S. Big ups to AP for reaching out about this contribution, it was fuuun! WORDS & PHOTO BY PETER BORMOLINI

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Kirsten Dunst’s character in the latest season of FX’s Fargo, Positive Peggy, is having some internal monologue having just tasered and tied up a home invader. Her realisation had me thinking about the soundtrack that accompanies this great series, and eventually moments of realisation I’ve had involving music lately. Either that, or my favourite tracks with ‘real’ in the title. Here we go…

Sonderr - All My Dreams Speaking of a big 2016, a fresh one from the Sydney duo off their upcoming release on Axetraxx. As dreamy and as real as it gets...

ART BY

Tilly Chaney instagram.com/tillychaney

â&#x20AC;&#x153;Plain Sailingâ&#x20AC;? (noun) smooth and easy progress in an activity. Just returned from studying in Spain for half a year. The water is from a photograph taken in Tenerife, an island off the west coast of Morocco; a paradise that makes you realise what matters in life is you + happiness. ART, PHOTO & WORDS BY VIV COOMBE

Plain Sailing

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ART BY

Viv Coombe

PHOTOS BY

Renee Ioppolo

RENEE IOPOLLO Canada, 2015

RENEE IOPOLLO Real Eyes Realise Real Lies, 2015

RENEE IOPOLLO Canada, 2015

ART BY

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Charlotte May

Adults Suck & Then You Are One WORDS BY

Andie Phillips

When I was a little kid, I was certain my parents would live forever. They were immortal, surely, and they would never leave me alone in the world. For a few fleeting years, I was painfully oblivious to the one certainty in life. I remember these years of early childhood with envy – oh, to be free from the psychological burden of the inevitability of death! I had always been quite an attached – one would say clingy – child, but as time and my childhood passed, I started to keep myself up at night, tossing and turning. Bad dreams would regularly come to haunt me, and I don’t know how it began, but suddenly I had become aware of my own mortality and, even worse, the mortality of my loved ones. I was five years old and would refuse to sleep in my bed alone or loosen my grip around Mum or Dad, often latching onto them while they cooked dinner or washed the dishes or talked on the phone. Everyday I feared the worst. As a five-year-old, I started chewing my nails down to the cuticle and my Mum had to keep coming up with appropriate responses to all my existential questions. For each goldfish that died, I would hold elaborate, melodramatic funerals and bury them

in the garden. Babysitters would find me in a panic at 2AM in the morning, frantically trying to remember my parents’ phone numbers to see if they were alive and on their way home. Call it an over-active imagination, call it separation anxiety, it was probably both. Recently, I’ve been thinking a lot about how our external awareness of life affects us. Everyday we see images in the media of universal suffering, yet somehow the shock factor has dulled and had an opposing effect – it has made us almost immune. These images and headlines are almost as much a part of our daily lives as brushing our teeth or driving to work, since broadcast media follows us nearly everywhere we go. Is mankind’s situation on Earth getting worse? Or do I simply understand it all now because I’m an adult? Is it better to be blissfully unaware or painfully tuned in? Sometimes I don’t know whether we choose to ignore what’s going on in the world because its easier to put our heads in the sand, or maybe because we just don’t know how to deal with the weight and guilt of it all. Of course, I’m sure if you spent each day contemplating the futility of existence and all of

humanity’s problems, you wouldn’t be much fun to be around. Yet in the midst all of these worldwide issues, humans still manage to float by in crowds of souls, all spinning their own intimate webs of concerns, anxieties and troubles inside their heads.

Perhaps when you find yourself drowning in this overwhelming mental list of worries and chores, you can choose whether you sink or swim. Try turning off all the screens in your house, putting the kettle on, and remembering what it feels like to just sit with your thoughts. How engrossed we choose to be with Whenever I’m on a packed train, I like to subtly observe our external world is up to us. We are open to such a the strangers around me, with whom I will share only constant stream of exposure and accessibility that we a brief part of my train journey, without exchanging a often lose touch of our relationships with ourselves. word or even a glance, and they will come and go almost instantaneously with the high likelihood that I will When I was five years old and trying to come to never see them again. I always wonder why each strang- terms with the terrifying idea of mortality, the main er is going where they are going, what their childhood element that was causing me so much anxiety was the was like, who they are going to see, or what has shaped fact that it was out of my control. Am I still terrified of them in their lives. death? God, yes. But I’ve realised there are some things I will never be able to explain, because they probaBeneath the banalities of a simple train ride are an in- bly don’t exist to be understood. Maybe if we focus finite amount of stories to be shared and questions to more on letting go rather than latching on to these be asked. It’s too easy to slip into a crowd and blend fears and trying to stop them, we’ll slowly be able in, boarding up your own personal battles inside your to reclaim those blissful, fleeting years of childhood head when the stranger sitting next to you might know where we didn’t seem to have a worry in the world. all too well exactly what you are going through. Do we WORDS & PHOTO BY ANDIE PHILLIPS shut away our own problems because we are constantsoundcloud.com/andiephil ly oversaturated with bad news in the media? instagram.com/andiephil

40 Degrees

PHOTOS BY

Ben Riethmuller

BEN RIETHMULLER, 2016

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