Like....come on. Beyonce? How is a fool supposed to dance to some three year old, cut rate jams. Going to an already shitty bar and finding the same person working there from 3 years earlier makes a fool feel good. Being the oldest person at the bar with the exception of a washed up, desperate turd, makes a fool feel shitty. Regardless, a polka dot scarf is a tight vibe, and double denim aint bad.
Into these things: TRR, scarves from the hill-side.com, tapered sweatpants, douglas the mastiff, pearl the labrador, balentines, hamilton shirts, np, sleeping, coal, saison dupont, christ church cathedral compline service etc...
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Thursday, September 15, 2011
Crystal pyte/gorditos/bonfire at denvers parents house
Yo ----- --- -----, listen to the petshop boys version of "you were always on my mind," and then come over and never ever leave. If youre not down, just listen to the petshop boys and peep true form on pop music.
Or listen to this.....
http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=%2F&gl=CA#/watch?v=vFPknaBPP-w
Either way, dont be a stranger.
Punks and skins. No unity.
Or listen to this.....
http://m.youtube.com/index?desktop_uri=%2F&gl=CA#/watch?v=vFPknaBPP-w
Either way, dont be a stranger.
Punks and skins. No unity.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Michael Stipe under a cloud of hiss
Tonight i went swimming in the dark at Spanish Banks. It was really nice. The water was really warm and the moon was so bright i could have read Leviathan in size 12 courier. There was nobody else around but i still wore shorts, and i smoked a cigarette while floating on my back. I swam out as far as i could while still being able to get back to shore, and the water was so black it looked like ink. Im going to do the same thing tomorrow night except i might bring a pal. What a boring story.
Been reading about the idea of celebrity lately. Yay.
Listening to the petshop boys and bathory.
Drinking saison dupont.
Dr
Been reading about the idea of celebrity lately. Yay.
Listening to the petshop boys and bathory.
Drinking saison dupont.
Dr
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Grave Dirt
Feral Child
Theory/Witchhat/ER/Bad Moon
Deuce 7/27-Cold Steel Black Hearts
ER/Easy Recognition/Grave Dirt
ER/Easy Recognition/Fruitbasket
Dudes
ER/Easy Rec/Grave Dirter
Tunnello
Big Cankles/Big Crux
Riding for free
HOPI
Been into these things lately:
Grave dirt, hand cannons, Lapham's Quarterly, Mjolnir, Smash Ink(Teal Legit), Celtic Lolita, Steve Martin circa 1989, Chaos Magic, the Hopi, Des Marches St. George, Faberge, Norse Projects, Carrot and Raisin Manna Bread, and especially Russian Jump Styles
Don't like these things:
Diapers, pellet style cat litter, sunburns, chongos, conscious hip hop, longboards, dreadlocks on white techno hippies, animal abusers, the amount of time it takes oil paint to dry, rattlers, hogweed
Going on tour for the first time next week. Psyched to see friends in Oakland, SF, and LA, and to play shows with cool bands like SCREAM and Belle & Sebastian. Bye!
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Boys Of Slummer
"Try not to look down. Or fall off the fuckin' thing" Highballing through a gnarled canyon.
We ride for free. Big cankles.
Long way from home 2011
ER/Easy Recognition/WY
Highpockets moniker funk blast, on home turf.
Erik127/Erik Atlaz/Erik Apples/Bad Moon/Sad Moon/Casio/Serpent etc...
Catmando/ER/Take 5/Top Hat Jack
ER/Easy Recognition/Fuck'em 2011 Janked Cutty Fruitbasket of joie
Highpockets/Bootknife in a hole in a grain car on a train bound for somewhere you've never been and would be bummed to end up.
ER/Goofstav in a hole in a grain car on a train bound for El Segundo, mexico. "That guy asked me if I was a rapist."
Bottles featuring painted images of some bullshit for trades with other weirdos/idiots.
Sorry for the lack of updates here, but I've been busy acting wild, shooting guns, riding trains, doodling, working a cool job, taking paid vacations to new zones, drinking Bulliet, eating sour keys, hanging with all types of fools, getting new tattoos, playing shows, wearing striped shirts, growing fancy hair and a beard, making jam, dine & dashing, playing records, climbing mountains, and having a truly awesome Summer.
Going on tour next week, so there probably won't be another update for a little while. Bye!!!
Easy Recognition. Fuck 'em 2011.
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
Toaster Oven
Always glad to see the Watchman's work.
Papal Throne
Home Turf. About halfway between Crescent and Whiterock beach, there's a clothing optional spot for swimmering, minus naked hippies and crowded potential for encountering coworkers or friends. The water is much nicer, the beach is way rockier.
Mr. H. Pockets waiting to hop an Eastbound train, sharpening a drawing implement, and wearing funny shoes. We waited for 12 hours or something, then...
....This came.
Spotted? NBD! Dude is our friend now, and thinks painting on trains is cool.
Relish is the dude.
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