Saturday, February 28, 2009
Windex?
I am 99% sure that at least one, if not all of my toppings on my subway sandwich got misted by some sort of cleaning solution prior to making it onto my honey oat bread. I got midway through the first half (or a 1/4 way through the whole sandwich for you math nerds) convincing myself that my nicotine and tar stained taste buds were just asimilating to the taste of sub par produce. Then I considered that perhaps the cucumbers that I asked them to be liberal with (they were not) had gone sour. After ottering each individual topping and meat,tasting each element slowly with purpose, I realized that the whole bloody thing tastes like windex. As if today could get any more frustrating, the fucking ONE thing I eat is dusted with chemical nightmare flavoring. RARRRRR. Five.Five dollar. Five dollar windex hero.
Saturdays at work are lame.
Working on Saturday makes me feel like a tub of turds. That and
general day to day momentum.
general day to day momentum.
Kids.
Walking into work I forgot today was the kids film festivle. I thought
maybe they were balloons to cheer up my blue mood. Wrong again,life!
maybe they were balloons to cheer up my blue mood. Wrong again,life!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Long day.
Sometimes you gotta light your sun and sand Yankee candle, reopen a
bottle of white,and run a Bubble bath. Somewhere my slayer records are
destroying themselves, bye bye masculinity!
bottle of white,and run a Bubble bath. Somewhere my slayer records are
destroying themselves, bye bye masculinity!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Jew
Check out this link to see ohchloe.com and her latest work. http://www.blender.com/LiveJimmyEatWorldatTerminal5inNYC/Blender-Blog/blogs/1168/58473.aspx
Once again its stunning and represents something visually that compliments music so effortlessly.
Once again its stunning and represents something visually that compliments music so effortlessly.
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Bored at the office.
So I've been trying to practice crossing my eyes, but just can't seem
to get it right... I just get thom yorke eye.
to get it right... I just get thom yorke eye.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Dirty cotton by Chloe And Lukas.
Today Chloe And I had hit the wall. I was down to my last pair of just about everything several days ago and the process of smelling items of clothing to see if they were wearable had just gotten too depressing. 5 Giant bags of laundry were lifted down our 3 story walk up and loaded into the yaris which was double parked with hazards on outside of our apartment.
In between grabbing one bag and the next some fucking pig shit dick gave me a ticket for double parking...I didnt even know you could GET a ticket for double parking. Ugh. So we drove the behemoth of bags to the laundromat and I unloaded each bag onto the scale. The woman counted up the combined weight of the bags and told me it came to 120+ pounds of laundry. The beautiful thing about wash and fold is that I get to go back sunday and pick up the bags, they will have been washed and folded and all for just SLIGHTLY more than it would cost to sit in the laundromat for 5 hours and do it myself. The extra price is so worth it. After that we venutred to bedford avenue to purchase me a tie and buy our dog her nutritonal supplement powder.
After that I took Chloe back home so she can walk the bitch and then went to go take care of my brain and have it shrunk.
After that I made my way back home to a wonderful conversation and some delicious home made quesadillias.
I then drove myself to work and while hustling (i was late) from my car to the office I didnt catch that the road construction had lifted one of the slabs of the sidewalk slightly higher than the one before it and caught my toe on the lip and went flying. Images of that god forsaken show scarred flipped through my brain as my backpack shiften my weight and I tried to compensate and fell flat on my wrists/palm. Standing up and dusting myself off the throbbing pain increased. I got to work and have been running them under cold water, and then typing a whole bunch for this blog which is making it worse...ill stop.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Riry Arren.
I dont have the spine to stand for an entire show crushed between a bunch of sweaty people anymore.
Last night I went to see Matt and Kim and Lily Allen at Bowery ballroom.
Chloe was photographing it and J rattlesnake had a plus 1.
I stood in the crowd through the first band whom I have no idea what they were called although my idea is that they should be called "some fucking douche and his stupid party sounds". Luckily they only preverbialy shit in my ear canals for all of 15 minutes. I had been lurking stage left and saw that chloe was more towards the middle, taking photos. I pushed my way through the mass amounts of 16 year old chubby,full print hoodie, wearing, oxy clearasil supporting crowd members and stood with chloe and chatted over some tootsie pops. It was around this time that some kid standing behind me asked if planned on standing in front of him for the whole show because I had moved in front of him and was blocking the view of his 4foot girlfriend.
I loosely responded with something along the lines of explaining the concept of general admission to which he said "or you could just be a douchebag"...I paused..."Yeah I think ill just be a douchebag" I said and turned around. Matt and Kim Started setting up their minimal gear and by the time they started,the real crowd crush had begun (alongside the kid and his gf starting to elbow my in the ribs in an attempt to get me to move out of her site line, which she had already moved into a better spot anyhow. Anyway I wanted to punch him, but it wasnt HIM I ended up punching)
During about the second song, some fucking shit turd in a red sweater decided that he would be "ironic" and stage dive/crowd surf a whole bunch. I was holding a bag and there were about 10 photographers including chloe who had not a free hand to allow him to "rage". This resulted in him kicking me in the back of the head so hard that it put my neck out, and as he was above me my anger coagulated in my every fiber and I decided it was a good time to put as many elbows into his groin as possible...YES I realize I grew up going to shows where stage diving was the norm, but this kid was just being a dick...He just wouldnt stop, even though he knew he was hurting people. Chloe had no free hands so I spent the majority of the set trying to sheild her head and camera from this fuckfaces flailing feet and ass. At one point I grabbed him by the shirt and plucked that turd from the sky. I dont recall if it was this time, or the time that chloe pushed him neck first into the floor that I did something that in Hind Sight was really irresponsible but I was filled with hate and was in pain and spending all my time trying to wrestle captain shitstain away from hurting me further or hurting chloe or destroying expensive camera equipment in an attempt to be "wacky"...While he was on the floor I put my foot on his head and pressed down.hard.very hard...The realization hit me when he didnt get up right away that I may have hurt him incredibly badly but this dude popped back up like he was cruising the angel dust highway or something and just started back at it again. It was unreal. I know im a weak dude, but a wiffle ball to the nuts hurts like crazy!!! so my angry elbows must have! Even someone dropping a magazine on your face can be startling enough to hurt, let alone all 140 pounds of me stomping down on his face. Regardless J showed up around this time and being the giant intimidating lumber jack that he is (he is the guy next to me in the first photo with a beard and knit hat) ended up being able to move this dude around pretty effortlessly so he wasnt hurting anyone.
Now The Stage started setting up for lily allen and the crowd was dripping with sweat and underage males confused about their sexuality and chubby girls with gross humid hair. Chloe and I were about 2 feet from the stage When Lily allen came out. She was less exciting than I had hoped and played the majority of her new record. Anytime she played any of the old songs she seemed underwhelmed to be playing them and didnt even introduce let alone notice that she had a band full of musicians helping her play. That bothered me on a professional level, but hey, thats showbiz?
She closed her set with Womanizer by britany Spears which I thought seemed odd. My hypothesis is that originally that single was slated to appear on lilys new record, but with the reuptake of Cheddy Cruegers (brit-nay's) career they took the song away from Ms Allen. I could be way off base on this one however.
Standing sore and sweaty and happy as a clam, the show ended and Chloe had taken 400+ photos and we found J and his two drunk friends and drove them to greenpoint. One And a half blocks shy of their destination some dude in the back farted so bad I had to kick them out of the car and we returned home to a mass consumption of Ibuprofen and rapid photo editing.
Chloes photos are fucking incredible and need to be seen. They Got published to the blender blog this morning and its a huge deal. Its so pro.
Go LOOK! NOW!
I slept all of 4 hours so now I feel Like this yawning animal.
After work I plan on eating fish, watching a womans movie, and living in a couch fort. Bliss.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Robert Plants Response When Asked About Zeppelin Reunion...
"You try to do 'Communication Breakdown' in these pants"
Monday, February 9, 2009
Acid Tiger Got Publicity photos taken by Ohchloe.com
It was a task that required moving an entire living room,
buying Pbr, listening to zeppelin bbc sessions, trying to solve the mystery of the missing light, and trying to figure out what the C&C music factory single was and realizing that technotronix was the real hit factory.
Chloe of course knocked it out of the park with the photos.
I got asked to play in a new band last month and we played inauguration day and our next show is in belgium at groezrock fest and no darryl doesnt play live with us.
Whatever mini evil virus' are in me right now have so far made me puke twice, snot on every article of clothing i own, cough up really dense things, and overall be over tired.
The Acid Tiger Record after sitting in limbo for almost 4 months will
finally see the light of day in several forms. (why is this underlined? I dont know either and i cant figure out how to stop it, but its only in this ONE SPOT)
Acid Tiger Played a show at this new warehouse space two blocks from our apartment
and there was free beer, good friends, great photos, too many cigarettes indoors, lots of perfectly crushed beer cans,crowd surfing, party mosh, and a truck load of laughs.
Chloe being the super professional photographer that she is, took LOADS of photos that night
which got used on Blender.com
Go check them out and marvel at how much better a photographer she is than you, and that she sees music the way that it should be heard. Thats talent you can bank on.
Its an amazing thing to watch your friends succeed at what they do best.
Next up for her includes lily allen and rufus wainwright...Im honored to be captured on the same lens!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Brunch bail!
My Friend bailed on brunch with me so I ran a manly British bath with badedas
then now I am making manly British tea then will eat a healthy kashi bar and start making ideas for podcasts and editing.
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