LOSING NYC
NY has been exhausting. The week has been nonstop with all the CMJ mania and I was suppose to be in Philly last night but ended up losing my wallet at Studio B. Losing a wallet on tour sucks. I can't get my rental car and I can't hit up the ATM for cash. I can't do much other than wander around the streets of NYC. Apparently Studio B doesn't even open until tomorrow at noon. And who knows if my wallet is even still kicking around there. So argh, the decisions. It looks like I may be skipping out on Philly this time around and just heading up to Boston with the bit of cash I still have. And then it'll be some intense high security scrutiny at Logan when I attempt to get on the plane without an ID. Hoooray!!
So I'll be here, hanging in Brooklyn for a couple more days and then Heart-throb in Boston on Tuesday night. Yarg...the adventure continues.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008

So P-tao and I are sitting in the Burbank airport waiting to get on our flight to NY for CMJ!! Yaaarg!!! This weekend in LA was way more hectic than anticipated. You'd think chilling in your home city would be semi chill but no, I had double the shoots and double the work. But I did get to cuddle up with the kit kats. I hit up HTDJs and then the Obamarama party and Blow Up LA. Obamarama was awesome! I hung out with Stessen from People-Food and even scored a few Obey tees. It smells like a bacon egg sandwich in here and there's lots of Jamaican music. Am I on holiday. Oh...so for those of you checking on MISSBEHAVE, I got my first recap up this past weekend, so go check it out. You can read up here daily or go to Missbehave and see what the gossip is.
Tonight in NY it's Angels & Kings for The Bronx afterparty. Of course there will be a million other last minute pop up parties I'll peruse through so I'll try to keep you posted. AAAH! Why are intercoms in airports soooo loud! P-tao just fell out of his chair.
P-tao: "I did not fall outta my chair, bitch."
Hmmm, he's right. He just flinched a bit and squealed like a little girl.
P-tao: "Like a manly girl, with balls."
NYC here we come!! Sleep...please.
Sunday, October 19, 2008

I slept a bit in the car ride from Seattle to Portland since we left straight from the party. And then I slept again for a couple hours once we got back to Hoop's house. And then...at the crack of...9am, Rae and I hit the streets to explore. It's pretty relaxing in Portland, completely different from Seattle. We had an old lady lunch and then browsed around art shops and met some cool people. Then a bizarre dude on a bike rode up to us asking about the knife shop...yeah. Some weird horror film shit. I guess he wanted to talk about his knife, I mean that's totally normal right? After our adventure I ate another sandwich and then watched the debates and Tijuana show in NY live on the internet. Damn the internet is amazing. Ryan and Case showed up and we drove over to Holocene for the Portland fiesta. Apparently Portland and Seattle are always vying to be on top...so I had to try and pick which city was better. I couldn't. One is sassy and dirty with some truly 'real' people where you know someone always has your back. The other is quiet and quaint with lots of smiling faces and interestingly enough, no one even flinches when you take their photo. Let's just say I wouldn't expect anyone in Portland to throw their sippy cup of booze onto my camera (thanks OC).
Rae and I got ridiculous in Portland...limbos and playing jacks, photobooths and dance-offs. Holocene was wild.
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Cold...desolate...Capital chaos. Seattle has lots of crack. I thought Philly had crack. But I guess that's just in the bell. Well Seatown's got it on every corner, every nook and cranny, every doorstep and doorway and sidewalk bench. There's also lots of rusty bikes. And yes...it is gloomy. Rae and I finally ditched the coffee shops and napped on couches curled up like little kittens because we were freezing even under the blankets. I think that's because I somehow used the biggest blanket as a pillow. Oops!! And then the dismal daytime turned into funtime with Champagne, Champagne! Tigerbeat, Hoop Dreams, Hi-Deaf and Case One played some awesome sets and the best thing was people actually danced. Not just a little shuffle, shuffle sway. Motherfuckers in Seattle can get down.
Pearl and the guys put on an amazing show and even flaunted the mic around a bit for me rhyming about Champagne and Shadowscene. Ooh the hits to come. The best was the surprise of The Lashes boys coming out and getting to see them all. Eric and I played with pumpkins and stuff and then I somehow ended up having a pumpkin photo shoot in the bathroom. How these things happen I'll never know. I blame it on aliens. Photos may tell the story better so check 'em out!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008

I'm in Seattle drinking lattes from Peet's. Their internet sucks. So I took my Peets and walked down to Tully's. Now I'm at Tully's sipping on Peet's and wishing it were Seattle's Best. Last night we hung at Moebar and partied with Tigerbeat and Hi-Deaf. The best though was getting to finally see my friend Pearl who I haven't hung out with in a couple of years. Pearl is fucking awesome. We had some freestyle fun and let's just say it's going to hit a new momentum tonight when I break out some lyrics with Champagne, Champagne at Havana. Seattle is full of hoodies and boots, plaid and beanies. It's chilly and even when the sun is shining it seems a little...desolate. Or maybe I just haven't fully woken up yet today. But walking down the street feels a bit like zombie town. Rdub told Rae and I to pick up some personalities on the way back from the coffee shop. Has the rain seriously already dampened our behavior!? Shitballs. Maybe its the booze consumption from last night draining our fun libidos.
Regardless, it's hilarious how long people spend in coffee shops. And you don't need to buy a damn thing. It's like camp for the homeless (Rae and I included). I had a Greek salad, I'm still hungry. So I think it's time to see what else Sea-town has to offer. Adventures with Pearl are about to begin.
Sunday, October 12, 2008

So Rae and I had an awesome drive up through Napa and into the valleys past Mt. Shasta. We are finally in Portland and passed through some cute little towns where everyone wears Uggs because they should. We've realized our road trip consists of a few themes (kitties, dogs in bars and MGMT) and our drive sessions are like elementary lessons. First it's english class with Mad Libs, mathematics where we analyze our gas mileage and do long division followed my music class where we scream and sing along to 90's hits. With all this educational focus we were stumped when Garmin told us to get off the freeway!! We had some doubts about following the nav devices route. 101N or a shady back road...hmmmm. So...we flipped a nickel and it landed on heads. Therefore, we followed Garmin's advice and were more than happy that we did. The winding roads and views were amazing and it definitely saved an hour or two on the drive up to Oregon.
Seven hours later we hit Mt. Shasta which was freezing and it was when we really noticed that first of all Jeppy is missing some key insulation and we totally blew it on the packing game. Let's just say fast packing is not encouraged. Since our pre-party and NKOTB bash had us up all night, the 20 alloted minutes for packing with blurred heads led us to forgetfulness when it came to scarves and jackets. And the wind is definitely a bully up north. We rested in Medford for the night at a lovely Motel 6 where the heater was so hot it didn't matter if we had hats, scarves or pants for that matter.
Motel 6 beds suck. When I woke up my back hurt like an elephant sat on it all night. After coffee..a thriftstore...new scarves and fluffy vintage vests we hauled ass to Portland and then celebrated with a brew. Portland is full of insanely colored houses, neon paintings in the street, bridges and dogs in bars. I feel like I'm in a cartoon but its rainy. Oh...and the excessive politeness is amazing. Here's an intersection scenario:
"You go."
"No, you go."
"No, really, it's ok...you go."
"Aww no you go first."
Me: "Ok fuck it, I'm gonna go!"
So yes, now we go. Today it's off to Seattle for Outsourced at Moebar. Rae and I are rocking our jeans for the 6th day in a row and now have plenty of ironic layers to put together so we should be pretty toasted and toasty warm by tonight.
Friday, October 10, 2008

So I'm still here in San Fran...one more night, and tonight we literally Blow it Up. We spent the six hour drive filling out Mad Libs and raging to old school 1994 style CDs and mixtapes while trying to avoid the "gusty winds blowing dust" sections of the highway. It was hot and then it was cold and then it was freezing when we finally pulled up on Haight Street.
Rae and I kicked off SF with some Thai food at 'Visit Thai' where we pretty much set up camp since we weren't squared away on sleeping arrangements yet. From there we found the coolest looking bar which I wish I could remember the name of. Cheap beers, black and white walls with sticker grafitti and some kick ass bartenders. One of them now manages the place after she visited it 8 years ago and decided never to leave. Whaaat!? Two PBR's later we made the two block journey over to SF Underground for "Work". Richard Oh and Sleazemore faced off and Patric definitely blew us away. For fucks sake, there are some sick ass DJs here...put them on the map! We danced a lot, made some rad new No Cal friends and branded ourselves with Sparks slap bracelets. Some dude looked like he was about to pass out, but puked on the sidewalk and then five minutes later was back at the bar. That's commitment. And tonight...let's look for some fuckin' teamwork...cause we're gonna seriously blow .. it... up.
Thursday, October 09, 2008

So I still have to throw some goodies into a suitcase and pack up Jeppy for the haul up to San Francisco. It's bright as hell but at least not 100 degrees like it's been all week. Last night we had Awesometown which was ... awesome! Jasepi and Neil had the dancefloor packed and no lie, people were legit wearing headbands...sweatbands! It's a workout apparently. And then, it was off to the Standard in Hollywood, which seemed soooo much further away than expected. NKOTB had an afterparty for their show in Los Angeles and I've never seen so many ladies in the Purple Lounge or anywhere in LA when it comes to going out. And let's just say there was enough flair to make the dude in Office Space more than stoked. NKOTB old school posters, buttons, t-shirts and more. It was like 1989 reincarnated. The guys were really nice...and there was no hangin' tough. There were however some fantastic old school dance moves being shredded on the floor. Then it was back to home where i snacked on the top of a mini muffin. Apparently Mokey snacked on the rest when I was sleeping since I woke up to the crumbs all over the kitchen counter and floor. Merf!?
Time to put on my jet pack and get on the road. Tons of pics from UNITY, Awesometown and NKOTB coming soon*.
*Soon : As soon as my ass is not driving up north and has more than 5 seconds allocated to internet usage and photo review.
Yarg!
Monday, October 06, 2008

The 2008 Fall tour is here!! This year we got FLAUNT magazine, IAMSOUND Records and Love-Made to join us on the adventure. And what a time...the tour rolls around weeks directly before and following the huge election and will be covering, or uncovering, some of the best parties and scenes in the country. Last year was amazing and this year is sure to top it. More dates and events to be announced in the upcoming week. If you're in Los Angeles, be sure to come out to Awesometown on Wednesday for the Official Launch party!! And if you are in any of the featured cities...let us know if there's something unique we should be checking out!
Rock!
Tuesday, September 30, 2008

i kind of love living alone. because it means i can come home and drop my drawers on an instant. i dont have to worry about fluffing my snarl of a hair in the morning or being embarrassed about my half crooked sleepy eye when i first wake up. cus fuck it. it's just two cats staring at me and ogling my face until i put a biscuit in the bowl. or a triscuit.
i also realized that my dear mokey who is now 15 years old is nearing his lapse of life. its heartbreaking. but, since i've been sort of preparing for the past 3 years, well, i acknowledge the inevitable. but i had a funny. and that was when i considered the concept that if there were a "tales from the kitty crypt" mokey would straight up be the crypt kitty keeper! And yes that's an amazing thing because the crypt keeper is fucking cute. yes...he is. skin and bones and all. and that laugh! holy molasses! Mokey...boney little bastard that he is, is totally the kitty crypt keeper.
i need more sleep. i have been a silly little disrupt character all day. but i like it that way.
p.s. fuck capitol letters. way overrated.
p.p.s. goodnight. good morning. good heavens.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008

It's really refreshing to wake up to an overcast morning sometimes. I feel like it takes the rest of the world just as long as me to actually wake up. No cheating because of the sun. Tomorrow is Nocturnal...and boy oh boy is that name oh so appropriate.
Digitalism are in town so I'll be running around with Isi and taking photos at the festival with all the So Sweet artists as well. The fest starts at 7pm and Digitalism don't even play until around 2am. Ptao and I are planning on hiding back and sidestage ducking around all the neon that will be flying around our faces. It promises to be an interesting night for sure. Tote bags are almost complete, tees are in printing (half printing which means still rolled up in boxes with a jug of ink beside them) and new stickers and goodies are in the process. Now it's time to run off to a hike before the sun sets sail.
Video!!!!!

A night...tonight. Where I wander off on my solo mission as usual. And make discoveries so profound, I wish I shared them with you more often. Sometimes headphones are my bestfriend...but outside of them, I have three people that really rally my thoughts and emotions. Three. Out of a million people that I've laughed with, giggled, drank, drunk, tickled, played, fooled, messed, witnessed, accused, forgiven. Just three.
I live in the muckiest and most interesting of places. And I see so many things. And I backstep retreat just so I can fully encompass what is happening, even when I am not photographing. There is so much that is unseen, even though I am ShAdowSceNe. There are some things I file away for people; to protect and hide...in little shadows.
I miss stuff. I miss people. I miss the days of writing. I miss the days of disappearing in a non electro flashing-light singing my heart out and breaking my fingers on an E-string. That's why lately I choose to divide my time a bit differently. There are a couple people who bitch at me for this but damn. If I can't make myself happy, then I can't make you happy.
I live in a day to day world where I hear an abundance of words. I freestyle. I sing. I dance. I echo what I hear and feel within. No, I don't need anyone to make me feel these things, although they do. But I quite easily see them when I look around. I feel them when I wander around. I hear them when I try not to listen. I'm over-observational. I'm too caring. I'm self doubting but at the same time wreckless. I'm too smart for my own good. I think too much. I just spilled a bit of my guts on a bright white screen. Can you feel blue energies writhing in your eyes?
I used to write a lot. And then someone told me I wasn't doing anything for a good cause...and that art wouldn't change anything. Someone's an idiot. However, I shelved nearly five books of text that now sit in a dusty closet. I live to live. I live for all the amazing people that send me messages saying I inspired them...to move to Germany...to learn a new artform...to not care what people think...to be real.
Are you still reading this? Oh, okay. Hai.
I meet amazing people. I meet people that you may have tossed your change to. I tossed them a day of my life by spending an afternoon to really learning what it's like to be someone else. I've had drinks with a homeless man because he protected me from the "unsafe zones". I then was thrown out of a bar for trying to buy him a drink. I've slept in a cemetery. I've slept on a train. I've not slept for three days straight. I'll change my contacts in the dark. I'll cuddle with a stone. I'll recite songs in my head because they'll hit harder than your words. I'll echo your tone with a shotgun lyric and you'll still be prone...to read this...and think about how you could change a wrong. How can you make something right? Why are you so upset? Why so many questions and a wandering mind. Just stop. Have you tried to make yourself smile? It's awkward...and refreshing. Push your skin up and vibrate to something that's not familiar.
Share something today. Make yourself uncomfortable. I promise you'll laugh about it later.
It's a bright day, even when it rains. Find something and lose it. I told a best-friend tonight...that when when things are stolen, they come back twice as amazing.
Saturday, September 06, 2008
CAMEL BLOWS
I'll soon give the full update/write-up on why Camel is too corporate for their own good. Get out of the party scene and stop infiltrating my fun. Your filters are useless.

Tonight I'm heading down to Santa Ana for TRUST at Proof Bar. Classixx are djing and last time I was there some chick projectile vomited all over the bathroom. It somehow hit everyone but me. Goooood times tonight for sure! Rawr!
I'll soon give the full update/write-up on why Camel is too corporate for their own good. Get out of the party scene and stop infiltrating my fun. Your filters are useless.

Tonight I'm heading down to Santa Ana for TRUST at Proof Bar. Classixx are djing and last time I was there some chick projectile vomited all over the bathroom. It somehow hit everyone but me. Goooood times tonight for sure! Rawr!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
NYC BOOMS
So I'm in NYC again...just shot the final BBQ party for Finger on the Pulse and Dinner with the Band. Sam is a sweet chef. My tummy was well pampered. It's amazing out here in New York right now. I forgot how perfect end of summer weather is on the east coast...well it's basically like year round Los Angeles weather. But somehow different and refreshing. Two more days here in the city before I go to Philly. I think a crew of us are going to head to Coney Island...maybe tomorrow since my jet lagged self woke up way later than planned.
But if you're in Philly...head to The Barbary Saturday night for the return of Live Forever with JHN RDN and Designer Drugs. The Finger on the Pulse boys will be heading there with me and a few of the NY crew will be tagging along for the adventure as well.
I just finished a huge batch of the designer tote bags I secretly spent working on all summer long. The release date keeps getting pushed back but it looks like the first couple weeks of September will be the official launch. More info on that to come.
That's it for now...just a tiny update. Now go outside and play.
So I'm in NYC again...just shot the final BBQ party for Finger on the Pulse and Dinner with the Band. Sam is a sweet chef. My tummy was well pampered. It's amazing out here in New York right now. I forgot how perfect end of summer weather is on the east coast...well it's basically like year round Los Angeles weather. But somehow different and refreshing. Two more days here in the city before I go to Philly. I think a crew of us are going to head to Coney Island...maybe tomorrow since my jet lagged self woke up way later than planned.
But if you're in Philly...head to The Barbary Saturday night for the return of Live Forever with JHN RDN and Designer Drugs. The Finger on the Pulse boys will be heading there with me and a few of the NY crew will be tagging along for the adventure as well.
I just finished a huge batch of the designer tote bags I secretly spent working on all summer long. The release date keeps getting pushed back but it looks like the first couple weeks of September will be the official launch. More info on that to come.
That's it for now...just a tiny update. Now go outside and play.
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Saturday, May 24, 2008

First of all, I can't stop laughing. Second of all, does this really work on people? This could be a new singles ad, no? Look at this shit that I just got in my messages. Click the photo to enlarge.
Oh...and in case you're curious. You can find Mr. Eric Surfer here.
I guess he likes to play golf too...

Saturday, May 17, 2008
OH VIMBY
So for a few months now Katz from VIMBY has been following me around at random parties, lending me his camera for tour footage and interviewing me hour after hour all for this interview here...thanks VIMBY.
It's 100 degrees out today. I woke up at 7am and beat the heat! Haa ahah! I beat you!
So for a few months now Katz from VIMBY has been following me around at random parties, lending me his camera for tour footage and interviewing me hour after hour all for this interview here...thanks VIMBY.
It's 100 degrees out today. I woke up at 7am and beat the heat! Haa ahah! I beat you!
Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Apparently, the last three months have been nonstop. There's been so much I'd love to have written about but the time lapses and the memory is gone. Hooray for all the thousands of photos I shoot on a daily basis. Japan, Austin, SXSW, Coachella, Hangover tour with Party Shank and now onto summer. I have lots of art shows and new events coming in the next couple of months so prepare yourself!!
This week we will be launching artist interviews starting with The Presets and Cut Copy...so check back on the blog for those new goodies as well. I'm also now working on some limited edition fashion goods with Tyler Alexander which you'll hear about in the next month or so.
This weekend was another pool party "weekend warrior" style at The Standard. This hotel is literally my second home in the summer, and I mean in that in the most non-sleaziest way possible. Sunday I cut out early in need for a fresh adventure and that's exactly what I did. Somehow I managed to get lost downtown looking for the metro and I met James. Yeah it's nutters. I spent four hours with a homeless dude and bought him snacks and a sixpack. I also had a couple drinks with him and learned about his 2 times in prison, being born and raised in Ohio and the years spent in the US Navy. James is rad. We danced the Irish jig on the sidewalk, Kodee joined us for some street mayhem and was there to assist in our after dark photo shoot on the streets of downtown Los Angeles. Hopefully I'll run into James again soon.
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