MY JOHNNY 5
IS ALIVE! And for freakin' sale on ebay?! What the hell has come of the planet...where my bot is selling on ebay for tons of bank? Whoever would sell such a kick ass robot? Shit man, he'd be greeting guests and tearing it up on the dancefloor with me.
Can we start a fundraiser to save Johnny 5 from ebay!? I will love him and cherish him forever....
pffft...and we all thought he short circuited. He'll be toolin' around on Hollywood Blvd. in no time!

JOHNNY 5...IS ALIVE!!!

BEST BOTS
So...besides the fact that I really hit a new level of nerd and obtained my first voice activated robot...a 2ft tall R2D2, there have been some amazing bots kicking around as of late. First of all, Daft Punk made me almost swoon and pass out for amazing bot overload. I can't wait to see them again in Chicago. Knees will hit ground instantaneously for sure.
Furthermore, there's this adorable flick coming out next year that pretty much already won me over...this Wall-E looks like a robot ET, and I'm a total sucker for ET. Oh daaang! Seriously, just listen to the cute buggers voice at the end and you'll get all tickled.



And more goodies!!! Last nights Seven party was out of control, no kidding. And so therein lies my final favorite robot for the week...amazingness:

COME ON, MEOW
I can never get enough...

BACK to BACK to BACK
Ouch. I think since I've been back in LA it's been super seriously non freakin' stop. Even AM and I were talking about how we've been out at least 4 nights in a row rocking out hard core. Of course, it helps when you've got friends in town and can sleep in late two out of those four days.
However, the past two nights have consisted of minimal or no sleep. Last night I hit up the BPM 11th anniversary party...oh boy, oh man. The place was packed and sadly most of my friends weren't VIP so I kept bouncing around, bringing them drinks and snackaroos. I watched Paris ham it up for a dozen photographers and put a sticker on Ron Jeremy. Then spent most the night with either WhiteStarr or Moving Units making sure to make at least 3 sandwiches from their Ryder goodies in the process. Poor Ho Ho got a bit tipsy and fell out of the club to which I dragged him up the hill and his ass landed on the famous blue couch. Pretty sure he was mumbling in his sleep for at least an hour. And pretty sure he's still at my apartment buried in the comfy blue oasis. Damn, that couch could swallow you whole.
Anyway...why stop now!!!? Tonight is Check Yo' with Thunderheist and Plastic Little. Oh man...it's nuts. Echoplex is going to be outta control!! And tomorrow MODULAR hits the Standard for a killer pool party all afternoon. .. .. and of course...DAFT PUNK is tomorrow night. Help! Too much amazingness for one week.

WHAT...THIS OLD THING?
Oh yeah...travel bits...the unrated forgotten nonupdated blog! Well...considering that travel was lacking in fantastic voyages...minimal lingo took place. But, I'm back. Finally. Home in Los Angeles where the grass is always...greener? Too much negativity has taken place in the past week. So...tonight at Sharon's bday bash I got hold of one of those so called lucky piggies. I don't know. They were flying all over. Bouncing out of catapult guns, hitting me in the face and wrangling up in my hair. So I kept one of the buggers. Plastic piggy best be busting out with some good luck in my direction. Please.
Travels sucked, destinations didn't quite get fulfilled, but I did get to hang with ONeill from Protokoll for two whole nights, mayhem it up in Boston, practice that accent, bar hop, house hop, crack jokes, study some geography and well, the rest is a bit of a blur.
There's also lots of piss you off bits I can attack you with later in regards to the shit of the non-trip trip. Bits. They're tasty.

F-U US AIRWAYS
So in case you hadn't heard or noticed yet...Shadowscene has not made it to London. In fact...we were totally FUCKED by US Airways and I will never fly that shit again. After being awake for 45 hours and flying all over the place...US Airways delayed our flight from Boston to Philly guaranteeing us all that our connection flights were also delayed or being held. Needless to say, about 75 of us made it to Philly with no connecting flights...and there were no other flights to London or the UK last night. And no flights this morning...standby was useless. The only option was to fly tonight...um, to Charlotte...and sit around for 12 hours...and fly out of Charlotte overnight to arrive in London Friday morning. Buuuullshit!!!

So, I spent the night wandering around the Philly airport...drinking tons of coffee because they even shut the bars down. And now I'm back in Boston, still not able to even get on any direct flights out of here to London.

I can not even say how bummed or pissed off I am at how much shit is messed up because of a dumb ass airline and shitty attendant. But its also kind of interesting the people you meet while stuck in an airport overnight. Wheelchairs can be fun.

So...I'm in Boston...currently bored and frustrated out of my mind. Tips...good news...happy fortunes?

US AIRWAYS CAN SUCK ALL MY FRIENDS BALLS. FUCKERS.

The ROCKNESS MONSTER
So...just because attempting to sum up my Friday photo shoot in words doesn't really do it, I've added a video from the Air Guitar championships....and a shit ton of photos up on Shadowscene coming soon. You kind of get like the whole smorgasbord of entertainment here...sheesh. Try to contain yourself over the Rockness...Rochness Monster:

BLAST OFF
Another crazy ass weekend, of course what else would it be seeing how it started off with the air guitar championships! Friday was unbelievable...21 people rocking out on stage at the Key Club in Los Angeles, fully costumed and fully revved up to rock out. The best was the fact that nearly every girl was wetting their pants over the final two contestants tied for first place. I mean, what the hell, no instruments, no singing, no real rock star...but damn the ladies couldn't resist the temptation of a dude walking on the crowd and strumming his air 'guitar'. The night concluded with half the audience on stage in all their 'airness' performing "Free Bird". Oh, and the Creeksta climbing walls and freestyle walking all the way to the car. Dizaamn.
Saturday kept on being nutty with Anne and I bouncing down to the standard for another Swimming Sharks party. Yummy greyhounds and water gun mania all during a set by The Gray Kid. Next, Anne and I semi passed out before heading to the Moving Units show and afterparty, both of which were completely insane. The afterparty got nuts!!! Hot, sweaty champagne toasting...sidewalk napping pulse thumping rambunctiousness. Both Papparazzi and Castle Vania were amazing plus, some of us discovered the fact that the booth benches were bouncy as a trampoline...so we had bounce fest. Bounce Fest 2007.
Coming up next...4th of July blow the shit up mania. Let's get ready.

AIR GUITAR WTF
Ok...so here's the deal. My job really gets me into some weird and amazing...awesome fantastic stuff...but seriously, this is wet your pants material. I mean...the Air Guitar Championships...AIR GUITAR!!? No...they're not joking, I'm not kidding, it's for real, and it's sooo serious. Friday night I will be hitting up the Key Club and rocking out to a hundred different jams...all displayed by the best of the best Air Guitarists. These guys really know their stuff...I couldn't be any more excited:

aaaaaand DONE
What a birthday weekend! Smack dang. I am now recovered from the craziness of the Lady Sovereign bash and the 1 year anniversary of BLOW UP LA. It was seriously one of the most insane, in so many different ways, Blow Up we'd ever had. After sneaking booze from the overly secured 'drinking room' and smuggling it over to the stage...it became even more nuts. The crowd was amazing, everyone was in such a great mood regardless of the law laying a smackdown outside the venue. Sometime around 10am I passed out after my adrenaline rush subsided. And then Sunday, a lazy afternoon was in order, along with a few rounds of margaritas with my friends at dinner. I had the greatest time with so many of my friends, I seriously love you all. Soooo much. Finally, Blackout bar went off and I passed out cold Sunday night. And then...last night, mania at BOA. I do believe Omarosa from The Apprentice was hanging at the bar as well. Although I didn't really dare get within five feet of her. From there a few of us bounced over to Le Bar and for some reason, capping the night off, Bigley, Ho-Ho and I decided to spend nearly an hour in the car acting like retards. I don't know how it happened, but we thought it would be an amazing idea to recreate some Dukes of Hazzard action on Vista del Mar at 3am. Um....yeah. We're weird for sure. Or maybe Monster energy has been hooking us up a bit too much. Time for biscuits! Oh...and an amazing video sent over by Mr. Cloud. Enjoy!

SILLY TIDS and BITS
Allergies blow. My insides feel like a wrinkled up prune...a sour pickle, a dehydrated grape. Ala a California raisin. Seriously, someone hook me up to a H2O IV and mist me down. Stuffy and parched. But on another note, last night I went over to Spider for the karaoke blitz. Holy smokes...hilarious. It started out a wee bit slow but than wham...amazing. Brilliant performances. At first there were a few of the classic 'I'm in LA and have an amazing voice so I'm gonna sing like it' acts. And then came on the real karaoke of 'how the fuck does this song go...Ima sing it anyway'. And then people just owning it. Taking over the stage, and belting out like no tomorrow. Blew my socks off. Especially when Yas was straddling the wall behind the stage and romping on the floor nearly hyperventilating. Sooo good girl. Damn.
Other than that, Ive decided that tofu is pretty damn good in my book. You can do so much with that stuff...and my cat loves it. Piggy. He also loves corn. Oh my gosh, corn!!! Check this out...

MONKEYin AROUND
What happened? How is it Wednesday? Wasn't I just watching Juiceboxxx roll around on the floor and tear it up at Check Yo? Yes...and I do believe I decided we should be on tour together. I'd be called Capri Sun. Juiceboxxx and Capri Sun shows all summer long!
So yeah...holy baloney! Just like any 'ole Elephant I've only been sleeping 2 hours a night at best...and just running on empty. Or well...running on juice mixed with fancy elixers. Or maybe it's the six meals I ate on Sunday...and the excitement of a Spider Monkey dancing for me and shaking Ho Ho's finger in exchange for some change. I need one...a monkey that is.
This week kicked off with the Shadowscene interns...if you haven't seen them yet, you will! They're awesome! Last night we strolled down to Avalon for the Indie 103.1 party. They ran amuck in Hollywood and I went inside to shoot ... briefly. Swanky. Open Bar. Dark and void. Robot conversations. Made a couple new friends, ran in to Whitestarr, had hug marathons and then I was off. The interns and I met up...me 2 drinks in...and them, oh you cute 'lil blazers, 'ahem blazed amazin' workers. Their running amuck was full of some secret shenanigans. We parted again and next I was off to the new weekly at Seven...which so far has been pretty awesome rowdy. Monster boy celebrated his birthday last night and even broke out with some crazy b-boy moves...wow. Young Americans hung out for a bit and then I hit up the taco stand for a burritto. And now...Wednesday. Karaoke craze at Spider tonight? Anyone, anyone?

JUICEBOXXX
So this is interesting...for those of you who have been witness to the freestyle sessions I've put on at Safari Sam's lately, I think I've met my match. Holy dang...check out the Juiceboxxx video and then come to Check Yo' tonight and see this shit live. I may be itchin' to get on stage with him. But with all his flailing around, I may be dodging limbs instead...or be fortunate enough to even get a punch in the face while photographing this dude:

ROBOT ROCK
Yes...they rock. We've already acknowledged that bit. But at the same time, in this case, they literally ROCK. Daft Punk will be hitting LA next month...and Shadowscene will be there bumping around. Robot mania madness. If you haven't seen a live Daft show...you need to! Nothing short of sheer hopping madness. And bots.

ONLY IN THE VALLEY
This morning...I had one of those bizarre parking lot encounters that only happens in Los Angeles. Or better yet...the ones that happen in the valley. I was getting my coffee and biscuit and had already settled into my car when some dude comes running over asking me to wait. I'm thinking, oh damn, I totally dropped something, maybe left my wallet somewhere!? So, as awkward as it was, this guy literally comes up to my door while I'm all situated in my car and starts up a conversation with me, asking if I've heard of some production company. I flat out say, 'No.' He then goes on to tell me I need to call his assistant (pffft) because I'd be perfect for some part in something. Oh suurrre I'm thinking. He asks if I do any acting and I say "no...not my thing." Of course, he still insists I'd be great for this part and then begins to tell me (eeewww) that he books those oh so annoying dating ads we all see all over myspace and yahoo etc. and apparently I should be really excited about this. You know the ones, where all of a sudden some video pops up and it's sort of creepy with some dude or chick mugging for the camera acting all retarded. Hahaha...and then...he continues to tell me I have that great "girl next door innocent" look going on and it'd be grrreat! Eat some more frosted flakes dude. I am so not your girl for that. So yes...only in the Valley....do creepy dudes approach you in recruitment for porn while you're sipping your coffee and nibblin' a biscuit.
Anyway...that's was an interesting way to start my manana...and now... for tonight, come see how I manage to be in three places at once. First off, DATA ROCK and 8BIT at the Troubadour. And then...the HOT CHIP afterparty followed by, or well, the simultaneously occurring AWESOMETOWN!!! This is gonna be nuts. Someone tell me they've invented like portable space devices or something by now. I'm gonna need it.

HUMAN TETRIS
Some of you know...I totally suck at Tetris...and really sort of lose interest after about 30 of those blocks go by. That shit piles up so fast my Game is Over in a matter of seconds. But seriously, the Japanese have completely made my day. I could watch this for hours...Human Tetris...un freakin' believable! Make sure you watch the whole thing..it just keeps getting better.

LIKE WHOA
So...like whoa. Last night I was photo shoot free, and rather than sit at home and edit the same ole' shit, I went out to see two bad bands, and one rad band simply because of the singer (gotta be honest here). Hung around eatin' fries with Dirty and Lee and then sent them packing cause they were sick as in ill, and somehow took to the stage...for two hours. DJing, rapping, freestyling, irish jigging, whatever to keep the few roamers entertained. I don't know how it got started really, other than the fact that Sam's was gettin' a bit quiet...and I was feeling a bit dismal and creatively frustrated. Plus, Stevie had thrown out the suggestion of some ghetto karaoke...so, well, I guess that's how it all got started. Although, apparently, this two hours of sassyness with Stevie has now evolved into a weekly 'non' karaoke event. Yes, hosted by Shadowscene and Stevie. Oh so dysfunctional. But...what isn't? So...now you can come out and see a couple of folks make some amazing...aka bad karaoke for you...and you'll love it. It's practically a stand up comedian routine...and if you don't love it, you'll beg to get on stage and show us up. Cause damn it...apparently we never went to Computer Camp...and if you were there last night...you'd know what I was blogging...ahem' rapping about. Rap this out...go next week...and listen...laugh. Maybe free yourself up a bit in the presence of strangers. And don't be surprised if I frown on your tootsie roll dance or make you give it up on stage. It's nice not being quiet for once.

BUUULLSHEEEET
So, needless to say, this morning I awoke to some serious bullshit. Not to mention, I had been expecting a nice night of sleep considering I went to bed rather early...2:34am to be exact, but at about 6:48 I flew up in bed from a damn jack hammer sounding off outside my window. No kidding, not joking, a jack hammer...before 7am. Outside. Under my balcony, on the sidewalk. Some dude, just jack hammering away. It took me about 5 minutes after the vibrations in my walls and ceilings settled in and the shrill piercing in my ears stopped ringing before I even could acknowledge that this was really happening. Way to break up my perfect REM man! I was sound asleep...stoned out in the middle of dream waves. The best part, is the first thing I decided to do was text Honaker..."no way has there been a jack hammer right outside my balcony for thirty minutes. I'm deaf!" His immediate response after pointing out the fact that my luck seems to be swaying back to lackluster was, "wait, there's no way am I getting a text at 7am." Oops.
Next it was a major state of confusion as to how to get the racket to just stop. Who can I call...who can I throw a pillow at? Do I go outside...ask them to stop...aren't there noise ordinances in the city? Half a converse on and partially dressed from slumber I head outside. Then I turn back in, head to the balcony, then back towards the door. Sleepy confusion. Then I call 411. "Hi, there's a jack hammer outside. It's almost 7am. Who do I call. What's the number for the Public Works people? Or the city?" I don't even remember who she connected me to...because they were closed! Of course! It's 7am, who is up working at that hour!? Filthy.
An hour later they stopped. And the mini earthquake in my apartment came to a halt as well. Unfortunately, it was too late to go back to sleep. And thus, my day begun, with a minor headache. Of course I did get further amusement from Honaker suggesting I pop on some ear muffs, pop some aspirin, or pop a cap in someone's ass.

AMAZING
There's tons of amazing things that happened this weekend I could bore you ... or amuse you with. And I was about to until I saw this. It sort of blows my mind...and as Bigley says, "Point Break...eat your heart out."

HEY TOOTSIE
I love Tootsie pops. Better yet...the 69 Boys and the "Tootsie Roll". Check out these videos...I'm sure one of them will get you rollin'. Poor quality thanks to 1994.