so much more

(405 W. Franklin courtesy of DSP)

i thought about starting over; allowing the fury to achieve dead blog status. but what's the point? to start another, a new blog, only to kill it after writing a few pathetic posts? there's just no need for my internet existence to be so prolific. so what prompted me to revisit this outlet? who knows. who cares. let's just see how long i can keep at it.

too much has happened since the last post. and those who read this were probably with me when all the dope shit went down. i guess i could recap with bulleted lines, suckapants style... but shit, i've forgotten more than half of what's happened in the last few eventful months. fuck it. i'll try anyway...

-winter "touring" with Future Islands--Bmore, Philly, then DC. i've seen them slay at least ten times in the last year. never disappointing.

-jonesing for some sweet leaf before me and Ddogg went to Floristree in July, then realizing High Places can take you there without the risk of cancer or munchies. No Age and Abe Vigoda exceeded all expectations as well.

-long walk to Festival pier from tifani's for Jam on the River. smoking a blunt Joe rolled filter style while huddling and singing along to the Flaming Lips. getting lost on long walk back to tifani's.

-Joe professing his love for ALK3's frontman at the Chameleon club. "Come on my chest SKIBA!!!"

-highlights of Whartscape 08: DD/MM/YYYY leading us through a musical acid trip, Oxes reunited, Future Islands balloon launch dance party, Parts and Labor w/ new guitar hottie (so hawt, want to touch the heiny)

-dollar Schaefer's and Pale Ale big boys at the Copy Gallery with team Tif and a Jesus Steezed Joe. Future Islands and Ponytail ripped it in one of the seediest venues i've ever been to in philly. even fearless Nadia was scared to get beer from the cornerstore. Future Islands played without a drummer for the first time since i'd seen them in 07 at H&H. still dancetastic. still fucking epic.

some of my favorite videos and photos to help illustrate

Height @ Copy Gallery


Matt and Kim @ Lo-Hi Social Club


Yea Big + Kid Static @ Circle of Hope








"step in to my boogie box. you cannot get away. you will dance for days."

Art Lord & the Self Portraits - Bouncing Away (Live @ Cat's Cradle)
Art Lord & the Self Portraits - Lantern Sigh (Live @ Cat's Cradle)

I DONT WANT TO KNOW MY FACE!

FUTURE ISLANDS will be slaying this weekend in murdermore and killadelphia. come and give them all of your money if you enjoy phenomenal dance punk candy crunk soul shit performed in sketchy artspace/loft/warehouse/soap factory basement ghetto joints...
scene creamers, wherrre the fuck u at?!!!

January 12 - BALTIMORE, MD @ H&H 5th floor *405 West Franklin*(w/EAR PWR, Isabel, The Best, plus mad awesome videos from Mark Brown, Meredith Moore, Gil Arno, and many many more!)

January 13 - PHILADELPHIA, PA @ Big Rock Candy Mountain *1822 N Hancock*(w/EAR PWR, The Celebs, Vivian Girls, Ultra Dolphins)


"props to the mother in charge!"


download and dance: the celebs-lets get ambulatory

as promised...

(the celebs, future islands, tron valdez @ big rock candy mountain 11/7/07 imagery thanks to hoagie delicious)
(future islands @ 5th floor H & H Bmore 11/3/07 imagery thanks to D.P.)

thursday... best believe this motherfucker is gonna be bANANAS!


listen and love: coco rosie-white session

hippie'd out & high'd up in da hood

last wednesday was fucking surreal. me and joebonics show up to 1822 Hancock in the ghetto of Fishtown and were sketched the fuck out. no hipsters, no scenesters, no wanksters sitting outside the joint. just an empty ass hood vibe. once we worked up the balls to creep in, we saw art punk hippie kids standing around cooking what later turned out to be dope ass vegan grubbage. they waved us in with smiles as our out of town asses timidly asked if bands were playing. "yeah, uhhh, bands play here."... "are bands playing tonight?"... "yeah, bands are playing tonight." we fer real thought these kids were fucking with us. but they welcomed us with ice cold cans of Beast ICE, squirrel shaped cookies and mystery vegan jawns. it was a birthday party for this girl that lived there named Katrina. friends brought presents including beer and pizza, me and joe show up with two twisties of the dankest. she and her roomates were some of the nicest kids i've ever met, they blaze tree and put on shows at their home which they call Big Rock Candy Mountain. it's an old soap factory converted into a loft/living space. the floor had a huge hole in it where a gigantic vat used to be. bands rocked the fuck out that night in the basement below the hole. we were bummed that OCDJ bailed on the gig, but fuck it! i was stoked to see Future Islands and Tron Valdez. the Celebs killed it, contrary to joe giving them only half a thumb's up. hater. tiff and her friend evidently live blocks away and joined us for some psychedelic future shock dance action. those girls are silly as shit.

*i gots photos to post, but blogger.com is actin a foo right now, fuck 'em. soon to be updated.