PUNK!

Ima be a crusty for halloween

Oh McInnes!

Jello Biafra on hipsters....

“Not since the Nazis have so many people been convinced to look exactly the same.”

L337 Foxz should tour with them...

txt me!

Who will guide us now?

Debriefing: JC at Coachy

I know this is what you've been waitin' for. I'm just gunna come out and say it though, the actual performance was underwhelming. UGH> of course by no fault of Julez's. He played at like 5:30 in the pm on the hottest day ( and I had been sitting in the shade all day! ) so a. it was like super bright. b. it was in this packed ass tent of which we were in the waaaay back. There was no screen, couldn't see shit and it was hot as shit. The music sounded gooood though. And we sang some Xmas t00ns together which was great.

More importantly, your painting was gone along with the other (which I've posted above) and the place was trashed like any good rock star would leave his green room.

Other than that he seemed like a pretty chill bro. And 11th Dimension is just T00 FUCKING G00D!!! H0LY SHI1T!

Oh and your phone call to design his new album cover is gunna come NE second. K33p your phone next to you ALL the time!

HRO calls it Coachy, I call it H-ella.....

A little bit of hell, a whole lotta hipster.
or maybe its the other way around... Ima figure that out and get back to ya.

HRO covered the celeb scene, and now I wish I had better documented the before and after of the band trailers.... they woulda been epic. But something about possessing a picture of Julezs' entourages' shit filled toilet, just seems like 2 much.

Here are some pics, and I'll write more when I process the ridiculousness that is California, indie music, celebrity, and attempts at authentic alt-ness.


my piece for the avett bros. they seem like such nice boys. but its really not fair that some people get looks AND talent...when some of us get none.


pashy pits trailer. apparently they're really into the aquabats... don't really 'get it'

Southy recap.

Tryna play ketchup:

These are the l337est pixs I snapped during the 10 day drunkin haze that was Southy By Losin My Mind West. I think their complete lack of composition or technical photographic skillz render them more 'real' than bl0ggers pixz of Southy. These prove we experienced sumthin real during those daze. We'll look back on that week and know.

Reminds me of sumthin my pal HS Thompson said to me on an acid and ether filled road trip through the desert:

History is hard to know...but even without being sure of "history" it seems entirely reasonable to think that every now and then the energy of a whole generation comes to a head in a long fine flash, for reasons that nobody really understands at the time—and which never explain, in retrospect, what actually happens...You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave...

I'm pretty sure he was talking about our week during Southy.

kute/gross/kute

ALSO my roommate is on a "conference call" talking about "interactive media" and "expectations of the product" with a "client" right now, while I am "surfing" "buzz bands" on the world wide web. REAGANS KIDZ UNITE!!

&

i'm obviously going to send this to you anyway. But it does prove that Gauguin= 150 yrs ahead of the curve.

have I shown you this experimental side project post-blogspot core blog yet?