"Mommy, where do boomboxes come from?"
Well, Darling, when the people of the Netherlands love music very very much, they come up with the brilliant idea of a portable cassette player. Then the Japanese add an AM/FM tuner and improve it's sound and portability, and finally adolescents in the USA integrate it into pop culture!
So maybe that was the most compact history lesson in... history... but that is the true and pretty cool international trajectory that the development of the boombox followed.
Back in the 70s and 80s, bigger was better. Curvy supermodels, muscle cars, big hair, boomboxes, all of it! So when the boombox was introduced to the young urban communities of NYC, LA, and DC in the 70s, it was a hit. The size of the boomboxes gave them a great bass sound that surpassed everything else on the market. Add in the fact that it was portable, and you have yourself a winner.
And then they got bigger... and Bigger... and BIGGER. Not just literally, but culturally as well. As they grew in popularity, more hi-tech features were added, such as input and output jacks for microphones, turntables, and mp3 players (just kidding, this was the 70s-80s). As the capabilities of the boomboxes increased, they became instrumental to many musicians- from music/b-boy battles in the streets to the Beastie Boys having a signature boombox. Not to mention, LL Cool J wrote a love song for the boombox!
Boombox sales began to decrease in the 90s with the popularity of car audio systems and the advent of the Walkman. Furthermore, the Walkman soothed insecurities that other people in the listener's presence might not enjoy the same music. WEIRD. Since there was a panacea for that insecurity, it further enabled...
I'm here today to tell you that following us on any or all of those sites is a rewarding experience, to be likened to winning a gold medal at the Olympics. Okay, so maybe that is a slight exaggeration, but in all seriousness, whenever I update our social media sites, I feel like I'm posting something people (like you) want to see. I try to think, "would I 'like' this?" and if the answer is "meh" then I just keep on going until I find something that makes me think, "hell yea!"
Sometimes, I get a wild idea and work ridiculously hard at making it happen. In that case, you should simply be involved to celebrate the fruits of my labor. You don't even want to know how long I spent trying to get a cat to do what I wanted in order to create this Vine vid. Painful, yet rewarding.
So, since today is a dreary Monday, you know that you just want to goof around on the internet. Let us help you with that.
Those Gatsby parties! They were something else, with their champagne fountains, wild dancing, and overall opulence and decadence. Fiction or not, that man (Gatsby or Fitzgerald, take your pick) knew the ingredients to a raging party.
Of course, a Thumper was nothing more than a piece of luggage in the 1920s... but can you imagine if they did exist? Those parties certainly would have featured at least one Thumper... or five hundred. You know Gatsby never did anything small scale.
Well, last week, I decided to find out. I was invited to a Gatsby themed party, and so I chose to bring along Thumper Hawkeye to help get the party started.
Hawkeye was a hit. The party guests absolutely swooned, Old Sport.
Next thing you know, jazz and big band were streaming out of Hawkeye, ladies were dancing, and the booze was flowing. After a while, when the party moved to the patio, so did Hawkeye. That is part of the beauty of the Thumper- it can easily follow the party, wherever that may be.
By the end of the night, Hawkeye was draped in pearls and pin wheels, and left with many promising prospects.
The life of a playboy... it ain't easy, but it sure is glamorous.
BABY'S ON FIRE!
You may have noticed the above introduction as part of the product description of today's featured Thumper, Yolandi, on our website. Fun Fact: For a few hours, as a joke, the product description used to say, "I fink you freeky and I like you a lot".
Either those (admittedly weird) product descriptions are recognizable to you, or you now officially think we are certifiably nuts here at Curious Provisions. Well, for those of you not familiar with those phrases, they come from the music of Die Antwoord, a South African duo. Let's just say that their music is a little awful, a lot of fun, super catchy, pretty hilarious, and most certainly... different.
I'll be the first to admit it- I panic just before Father's Day because I don't know what to get my dad. I Google things like "DAD GIFTS" as if some magical item that was made for my own father will appear.
...yeah, it doesn't really work like that...
You see, my dad is older than most dads (sorry Dad), he isn't trendy (sorry again!), and he isn't a golfer. So what do I get him?
I can stop Googling now- he is getting a Thumper.
At first glance, you might think that a Thumper is only for young, hip dads... but I can prove you wrong.
So, without further ado, the 5 Reasons a Thumper is the Ideal Father's Day Gift...
**I do in fact realize today is not Thursday, but since the internet ate my post yesterday, we can pretend**
It's "Thumper Thursday", and you know what that means...
Nah, just kidding. You have no idea what that means, because I just invented it.
I've decided that every Thursday, it is time to feature one of our lovely Thumpers, and let you get a little bit more intimate with it (ooh la la). Today, I'd like to introduce you to Nautilus. She's a breezy little AirPak train case with loads of power.
When I first laid eyes on this little Thump' I knew I had to give her an ocean inspired name. Mostly because all that came to mind was something like this:
Since "Sexy Little Pin Up Siren Sailor of the Sea" wasn't going to cut it as a name, I took it in another direction. Nautical... Nautica (sail boat shirts?)... hey, what's that weird yet cool little creature with that spirally shell? NAUTILUS. Boom, and that's how it's done.
So check out this quick Vine vid of Nautilus showing off her sound, and consider giving this Thumper a home. She prefers a beach home, but hey, she won't be picky.
Hi, I'm Pamela, and I'm the New Girl 'round these parts. You may also call me Intern Extraordinaire. I'll answer to either.
I'm the latest addition to the Curious Provisions team, and I must say- only a week in, and this internship has already exceeded my expectations. Granted, this is my first internship, and I'm not exactly fresh out of college (I got my MA back in 2009), so I'm probably not what Curious Provisions had in mind either when they posted a listing for the position on The Barefoot Student. It was no matter, however, as by the end of our first meeting we parted ways with "see ya tomorrow".
This place is rad. And I mean rad. The people, the environment, the product, everything. Situated in the King Plow Arts Center is the Curious Provisions HQ where all the magic happens. There is a showroom open to the public. The production area is just behind it. And above in the loft? That's the office. Natural light filters in, Thumpers vibrate the space with a variety of music as they are tested, and the whole facility feels like a neighborhood. In fact, as I write this, I'm sitting outside the door on a bench, enjoying the breeze, and someone from the space two doors down just came out for a walk with his two dogs.
Okay Austin, Texas… you have our undivided attention. Also, you’ll be
seeing hearing us annually, especially after 2am next year, when the bar doors are bolted shut and every out-of-towner with one-to-many event wrist bands is desperately roaming the streets, trying to keep the night alive.
Let’s backtrack to March 11th when I first arrived in Austin from Los Angeles with two sexy carry-ons (Thumpers) during SXSW’s transition from interactive to music. Fellow founder David Preiss flew in from Atlanta and met me with two more Thumpers (that’s 4 Thumpers total, but who’s counting?). My lifelong homie from Hawaii and fellow Manhattan nightlife assassin, Silver Medallion aka Young Unicorn (verified), has an extra pad in Austin, and with our crew from New York joining forces for SXSW there was only one way to go: down the rabbit hole.
March 12th was a red Google calendar day -- PR queen Marni Eth, was planning events for us to disturb the peace, Ginger Riot was on his film game, and David and I were going to meet more people than I’ve made phone calls to in the past month.
First we visited my pal and notable serial entrepreneur Nadeem Kassam, who was speaking at the Sheraton with Kai Huang, founder of Guitar Hero, about entrepreneurship and the future of wearable devices via gaming. After their informative and motivating talk I had to say wdup to Nadeem in the lobby (where he met me with extreme exuberance).
Let’s backtrack again. Nadeem’s been working on a project called BioBeats. BioBeats essentially hacks an iPhone’s camera, transforming it into an algorithmic sensor that detects your heartbeat when you place your index finger on the camera. It uses the heartbeat data to...
I am tradionally not very sentimental, especially around made up holidays. And I'm sure all the ladies out there aren't going to be particularly envious of my wife in landing me as a husband. For example, and in keeping with my character, my last ditch attempt to pick up something meaningful for my wife drove me to avoid the inpenetrable gridlocked road leading to Whole Food's flower department and instead find the convenient roadside impromptu Valentine stand. It was there that a small man pushed a very large bag into my hands – one that he claimed was stuffed with a box of chocolates, stuffed animals and Will-You-Be-Mine's. The big puffy bag also had a small plush puppy strapped to its top.
The next morning, my wife skeptically unwrapped my thoughtful gift along with my twin 5 year old daughters. It was completely stuffed alright... with newspaper... and nothing but newspaper. Clearly, the stuffed puppy did something if you squeezed its paw. But the batteries were apparently dead. "How much did you pay for this, five dollars?", she asked. As shame blanched my face: "Well, about $10 more than that actually". We shook our heads in united disbelief.
After a day of dejection – as I had failed to clear even my customary low bar – everything suddenly turned around. My wife (and this was only at the kids' insistence) put the batteries in to the Love Puppy. I won't describe our reaction to what ensued. I'll only say it was similar to your reaction after watching this:
What do you think? Love Puppy? or Thumper?
What a week! After bouncing around hotels due to Hurricane Sandy forcing thousands of tenants out of their apartments in lower Manhattan, I made an impulse decision to move.
"Where? I'll tell you where. Someplace warm. A place where the beer flows like wine. Where beautiful women instinctively flock like the salmon of Capistrano. I'm talking about a little place called..." L.A. Where substance always meets beauty. *cough*
And what better time for Curious Provisions to get some love than Grammy weekend? The stars were out, the weather was warm, and the suitcases were, (dare I say?), thumping. Fellow founders Javier & David sent me this sexy thumper to wow the ladies and impress the audio nerds.
Will.i.am kicked off the party week at the Avalon in Hollywood ashost / founder for TRANS4M 2013. Originally, I thought I’d be walking into a meet-and-greet / snooty / overdressed cocktail party, since big wigs like Bill Clinton and Emmanuelle Chriqui, my dream woman, (mothereffin Sloan!) were attending, but of course, it was a concert at the Avalon – I should’ve known better. Ludacris, Alicia Keys, ThePeas, and Bobby Brown performed. Bobby murdered it – I was two stepping and sliding like never before (thought I’d say that).