Uggggggggghhhhaaaaayea

The kids are still totally ok. Zoltans magical kick dance wasn't accepted but he didn't deserve it. The rabbit stayed below the lip. Sausages. Pizza. Pasta. Rum. Fat fucking rednecks. B Shaw knew I'd cross his ass up if he didn't sign my cappy. Pellets. Sushi. Spit box. Obama is my mother-father-sister-brother and god. Beards. No beards. Transistor radios covered in leather. Traffic. Salads at 30. Get buff or die trying. Get rich or die lying. Pluck my heart strings all yall want. They can be retuned. Dress up and tell me a story. Reality is way more fucked up than video games.

Stolen...

PANDA◊BEAR from Ray Concepcion on Vimeo.

Jacked from Dane. Enjoy.

Evol lived here

But evol is fake....

PORTISHEAD

Portishead - "Only You" from SNL Fan on Vimeo.

Autolux destroyed my life

This is going in reverse chronological order so relax and understand i've been fixing my maids god damn vacuum for the last 30 minutes as she berates me for my incompetence with a screwdriver and lack of muscle. What the fuck is going on? I woke up with my head pounding and my whole shit blown out beyond the nutblock. So yea, I'm retracing my steps here. I went to see Autolux (I gave a little album review a bit back) and got blasted off by rocking Hesh. The live performance is so damn good it made me want to swill whisky like it was the grunge days and Dave Grohl wasn't in the Foo Fighters. Human beings were taking part in all sorts of modern dancing. I saw people head banging, moshing, full on slow dancing tongue swords and even some gypsy bitch with glow sticks. Before that I was the gypsy checking the surf with my Kerouac cheap ass red wine that got me here in the first place. Here are some of the photos.

Bon Dia

Location:Sao Paulo

Burnt plastic sheets

Ok, this is a three part deal here. First, my sheets smell like burnt plastic. They were fine before I put them in the spin cycle. Zill did his and they smell fine. Redid mine. Burnt crack pipe sheets. This is becoming an issue....

Topic two, this tube on surfline is outta hand. How do these guys survive the beat downs? That's slabbing on a shelf they claim is "soft".



Finally I went to the Internet for some virtually inspiration and had a field day. This blog called endlessme.tumblr is super super good. It's a club sandwich. Motorbikes, rock gods, hippy ass views, and 70's muff. I stole a few photos and found a laundry list of other good spots to waste my life...















I'm gonna make that thing right above...



This is my list. Full dork status so I won't forget.