Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Epicly Later'd

Brian Anderson and Max Schaff, these are the roots and inspiration from my past. These two guys and all the extras Jake Phelps, Donny Barley, Ed Templeton, Muska. Those years were the prime years. Check it out Epicly Later'd VBS.com
http://www.vbs.tv/watch/epicly-later-d-season-two/brian-anderson-part-1-of-5
http://www.vbs.tv/watch/epicly-later-d-season-two/max-schaaf-1-of-4

Monday, May 24, 2010

Skate Video


A meandering journey through the streets of Vancouver. $10 @ Antisocial on Main St


Sunday, May 23, 2010

Todays Film Choice


Check this out it will mess w your head for sure! It did me in ....
http://trailers.apple.com/trailers/independent/exitthroughthegiftshop

Todays vinyl choices



Rusted Godspeal

Covered with the positive reflections of scripted direction, I search. Wandering amongst what some claimed a dirt encrusted persistence into naivety.

Waking up i feel the persistent pressures of a past i have long set a path to destroy and walk away with the convoluted possibility of a successful future. Dominated by ?'s footsteps lead me toward an open understanding an adventurous visual accomplishment of my so called life's perspective and search.

A cab driver, a stiff whiskey, scotch to be exact make my feet stand strong and rooted as i wrangle myself through a miss led mess of sea bearing creatures. These folks with no clue of what is about to invade there illegitimate mentalities. Come sit with me on a journey to a court yard full of judgements and confused trials. As i take a Gander to my right the ....

Dead Eagle

White tipped erosion, stained concrete excreted delusions. something amongst us bleeds , you in the know now in the now. Fuck what you've heard all is leading and holding of hands until you realise these dreams are less attainable. Smiles, that walk you into a wall of customized strands of circumstance.

I waltz with you 2 nights passed Wednesday and all I hear are verbal spouts of conjured up solutions i don't agree with. Your eyes piercing the corners of the room as we gaze into to the outside mist of lights an filth, you are mine to play with. Strung up like legs on thick Shiraz. Smoke hazes underneath your illuminated cast iron glow. Now I know this sounds dark. But, keep reading through and I will keep your mundane minds massaged with Ecstasy.