this is the best album ive heard so far this year

but i think it came out last year. mike bones - the sky behind the sea

oh yea, dudes also sometimes in jah division.

im a temp

so i guess im like temporarily nutso or or more nitty gritty than i usually am but yea should be different in a couple days. i had a dream about this crazy fuckin girl i used to know, she was half octopus, which is weird cause i always draw half octopus people, maybe that isnt weird, but she kept entanglin me and squirtin hot pink purplish slime all over me whenever id embrace her back, it was a trip. thats what i get when i go to bed early, enough time to dream about some weird shit. i half like the nights where i barely have time to count z's before sunrise but i mostly hate em cause i spend the rest of the day in a zombie sack bed, those are the majorities. gotta do somethin about that i guess. my dad wants me to go to kilamanjaro. doubt that. i wanna go to a k-pax picnic.

fuckin juiceboxes

i cant sleep
still not done thinking this is hilarious

give respect where respect is due

pink floyd live at pompeii
gg allin hated
dig
be here to love me
so amazing.


up next heartworn highways

guy clark is hard as nails. steve earle doesnt look like that anymore.....

i love...... sea monkeyz!

this kid needs to be my friend, my best friend


one of these days im gonna get so high fuckin fallutin and head up for air from all this sea video swimmin and look in the mirror and realize im a fuckin sea monkey too!!!!!!!

sleep

death

im currently sicker than i have ever been in the year of 2008, hallucinations are fun when they arent caused by your immune system shutting down. i can only remember one dream so far, i was paul muadib and yueh was helping me escape. i was in sand putting my feet into giant worms. i woke up in a sweaty pool, quite the juxtaposition of dry sandy dream to harsh quivering reality, thats the way she goes i guess.
send all naked ladies dancing and old men with pizza pantsing to oakland.
oh and dont worry about me overdosing on dxm clint, im out of robotuss, qyill out.

one of the many reasons bianca shouldnt be in charge of childrens

moment of zen 2/20/08

nothing is dumber than what girls say when guys arent around except for maybe what they say when guys are around, oh and what girls say in space:

at any moment this all could end, thats how the story begins:

so my magic carpet barely glided into oakland last night from a mystical presidents weekend journey to the fantasy land of los angeles....
sidenote: if personification is giving inanimate objects human like qualities, what is the word for giving planets human like qualities, because the personified planets were certainly in alignment for fun this weekend. gary, james, dan, hamm, robbie, camerin, me, sean, and our self transforming mechanical elves were all flying way faster than our angels could fly and it ruled.
we left around 1030am and arrived at 300, rest in peace tong shirts snugly hugging our bodies like divine body armor protecting us and sending us off on our way to a valhalla of perpetual party. it was a gift from tong, he was letting us know the doctor was still in session servin up celestial salvia from his furry pink nailed paws at a cal skate lock in that all the coolest dead people are invited to. woah what.. all that matters in that imagery is tong wearing roller skates.
yea so going to pyt's and following phil around trying to pick up chicks... wait thats too vague, me and gary were trying to pick up chicks and somehow we thought following phil around would be a good way to do it, so just picture phil doing all the talking while me and gary are just dancing so stupidly on each side of him. hilarious. we did talk to a swedish woman who could have cared less what i was saying and a PAINFULLY shy spanish chick. that really hurt. that night ended with apparently me kissing cam or cam kissing me, is this true cam? if so im hard right now. oh and it actually ended by getting naked at garys house and smoking a vaporizer with james. good times.
next morning we went to a sick mall and got massages, watched coins roll into a black hole, and felt up some statue boobs. me and gary went skating, ate at sizzler, then we went to a party where they transported a sultans harem onto the moon. that was special. i got drunk and tried to eat lightbulbs. these english chicks met my friend geeb and robbie brought his los angeles lover, then he disappeared, hes a little sweetie.
this next day is my prized possession of days and i dont know if that is a good thing or not but whatever it was fun as hell. woke up drank nyquil with hamm and james, that pretty much confused the fuck out of me, went to a tasty little eatery named good, thought about tom of finland A LOT, and then strapped on the hulk gloves and skated around until i met a deliciously funny gay? man named the five dollar man. he was walking around acting like a secret agent with no shirt on and a pink bandana and a shparkley pink leprechaun hat on. he beckoned me to him and asked me if i was the hulk i said yea and that i was looking for something to put in the hole, he said he had something to put in the hole and i asked what and he said his dick, laughed and then offered me a beer. he started to run down the street and we went into a laundromat and drank beer with him, he explained he was the 5 dollar man because everything was 5 dollars, i asked him what he had on him right now to sell and he said his mouth his cock and his ass. that was awesome. then he showed us a chiuhuahua he had been hiding underneath a blanket that was directly next to him not moving at all. the chiuahahaua was not for sale it turns out. i probably would have bought it though. me and hamm got kicked out of the laundromat for drinking in there and then we went back to cams and jammed hard. wandz (cam and hamms band) had their first practice and it sounded amazing. we then went and met up with dan at some party in the hollywood hills. there was dip there, it was good. thats all i can say for that. but when me and james left to get more beer we ended up picking up a nice black woman who paid for my gas to take her to a club, it turns out she was a hooker and she was talking to a client on the phone the entire ride to the club, that ended by james giving her 5 dollars and her telling me i had soft hands and soft lips that would feel good on her nipples she gave james her number so we could call her and have a gang bang later. no joke. alas james did not save the number in his phone. the night was not over my friends the night had just begun! we went to dans and ate delicious bean dip a la daniel drank a bottle of jager watched some skateboarding and listened to cam's friend tom tell us over blackberry about dmt. it looks like i am going to do dmt on this night. i dont remember leaving dans house, my next memory is looking at a card with a yellow powder on it which i think was dmt, tom wouldnt allow me to do it because i am currently on an ssri which would counter act the most powerful halucinogen ever. weird. oh but he did allow me to snort ecstasy and drink mushroom tea...... we proceeded to watch total recall on vhs with the sound off sync'd up to spiritualized for hours. j spaceman likes drugs.
i think thats all i have to say about that, but only because i have no recollection of what happened other than feeling reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaally weird, confused.... in a good way though.
fuck man... i didnt really realize it at the time but probably on saturday morning i was out of energy but i straight powered through til monday around 830 and then commenced the drive home to oakland with robbie, that was insane for my body. but once we got the movie in our mind goin, autopilot kicked in. this is the movie for our mind we bought at the truckstop on cd
if you would like to buy it from me ill give you a good deal.
at about 40 miles from oakland im already out of gas but we powered through and made it home. went straight to bed and woke up with my laptop on my face still powered on around 2pm. i realized 4 days just kicked my ass harder than rambo and that i was running on an empty tank literally and metaphorically because after my class my car runs out of gas in the middle of the parking lot. another adventure begins, and i am NOT ready for it. nothing a little Phở cant cure:
ill end this with the most fun 7 seconds i will ever have in my entire life:

nah, barely sleeping at gary's was the most fun frreals.
turn my headphones up.
bro! bra?
are you ready to party.
are you ready to party.
its not a question its a statement. haha.

louis wain is my new favorite dead artist.

and you will all be getting a very large dose of retarded ass loser knowledge in the next couple days as i try to download my trip to la from my brain straight to disk.
thanks dan,cam,gar,jem for the hospitality.... and tom for being my surrogate self transforming machine elf.

philosphy is a bunch of...

BULL SHIT.

dont fear the reaper

dude, best song ever: blue oyster cult - dont fear the reaper. i mean its like dont fear him, the reaperman is gonna come whether we like it or not!

All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain
We can be like they are

cmon bros dont fear the reaper, cmon bros take my hand
oh and also the reason this should be in the running for best song ever, is that it holds in its posession the most amazing breakdown of all time

(fuck yea thats the shit that plays when my dreams are goin the way they supposed to go!)
although this song is in the pantheon of great cliche songs, such as free bird, and well, fuckin i dont know i cant think of shit right now, how bout whoever reads this you guys try to help me think of other songs that belong in the great temple of the songs that were way too sick and got themselves turned into silly cliches. remember... think free bird, think (this makes me shudder to even type) "i want more cowbell"

cuming sooner

fuck haters if they even live through the night! nick cave will swallow souls!

cuming soon

tales of matt skinner, mike mcclure, and a tong retrospective. pour some out for tha feline homie, homies.
stay tuned bitches.

i gotta go

green wurwoovf party

feelin it

mark kozalek

lets get high and watch yo gabba gabba

see kat

dewgong, also a pokemon.

(qUeEn BoWz)

bianca still cant read or write.

majik

dead meadow

got that hot new shit and its radical

this is an old growth forest. the dead meadow album is called old growth.
off first listen its all about the last song 'either way'.
couldnt find any videos of it live but you can hear a clip of it here
http://www.mp3sale.tv/track.php?ms_trackid=1344451
this video comes with the cd

groovy.

george clooney does IT in space

sefirot, the fires of god

nice word

floydian psych 101

youtube's gianina86 (3 days ago) says:
this trip to this completely different dimension created by floyd is best vacation you can ever take just seating in the peace of your place...let me fly

watch live at pompeii
mount vesuvius fucked up the city of pompeii way back in 79AD and made it forever sleepy in the ash of our earths core. and it was named after the son of zeus, hercules, making it this weeks player volcano!


space is amazing.

fuckin later earth

supernatural mischief

spaceship

i woke up this morning around 9:00 on robbies couch. hung over . i had to meet my mom at 10 and the sun was burning my eyes. i looked at my phone and i had sent myself a text message at some point in the night telling myself to "build space ship in rob bie back yard" i dont have any recollection of thinking this thought, but i am going to do it whether robbie or his room mates want me to or not, it has to be done. i ate lunch by the bay with my mom, the clouds were moving so fast i felt i was in koyannisqatsi. later i checked my phone messages and scarlett johannson had left me a message asking me to vote for barack obama. tight.
bought this record tonight:
hopefully it will have some breaks on it or something.
ive been listening to fleetwood mac non stop. pretty psyched on the song the ledge. it makes me want to go on a road trip to the arcade or something. nah fuck uh i dont know. we almost got salvia and watched pink floyd live at pompeii, tonight. it may be legal but it aint cheap for something that just makes you act like a complete retard.
oh yea i have to see this movie soon


later

got to gadgetzan today

and boy did we party in the troll casino zul'faraak.

i also made friends with this man

dog party

i remember one time in highschool me, sean, james and clint went to a concert at the senator it was eddie k, faye dog, thuggie fresh, z man, and sacred hoop, it to this day is my favorite concert going memory. sure ive seen better acts perform, but this was the most fun time ive ever had at a concert. before the show i was drinkin 40z with some boys at the skatepark, then i met up with sean and them at the senator, i was twissssted already. clint was wearing his signature style lacoste vest im pretty sure, something about clints clothing style stands out in all my friendly memories . hmm. ok yea so i cant really put my dirty fingers on all the reasons that made this show the most fun ever, maybe it was that i smoked weed with aye jay in the parking lot and blew all his weed out all over and they didnt notice it was me. maybe it was the man in the super spacey silver vest dancing with amazing grace. maybe it was the first time i ever really hung out with clint and he was dancing by doing street fighter moves (awesome first impression). i think the memory that will always stick is when faye dog and thuggie fresh did the song stripper party and they had all the butte county ho's come up on stage and dance with them. i thought they were singing disco party, so when the music stopped i screamed "disco party!" i was drunk. sean bought a thuggie fresh cd. he threw it away even though he knew i wanted it. i think sean bought a cd for every local rap act and threw them away, that always confused me. this reminds me of a non-memory or maybe a alcholic ghost memory of the first time i blacked out, me and jd and this kid marshall were drinking koolaid and bicardi limon we drank it really fast we were at marshalls moms house, he was kind of a scrub but we could pretty much do whatever we wanted at his house even though he had hella little sisters there, we would smoke weed in his room that pretty much connected to the living room and the smoke probably wafted into the untainted little noses of his little sisters. yea so the next thing i remember im throwing up in the back seat of my car which i had just recieved no longer than a week prior while josh lopes is driving my car to some girls house in an orchard. how josh came into the picture i have no idea, they went to a party while i slept and when they took me back to jds house to crash on the floor they took my car out to get with some girls and they were probably just as drunk as i was. early seed plantings of retarded ass behavior. id like to think weve only gotten retardeder yet hopefully safer in our retarded ass loser behavior. ohhh then there was that one time me and hamm smoked a joint at paradise highschool then saw mike schmidts punk band d.o.s. at some weird half ptown half magalia venue room. i was so high my eyes kept flashing silver and i thought i was gonna fall on the floor. me and willy and kevin huerta walked from the show to taco bell where we met this old old old man who played horrible covers of beatles songs on the harmonica, he made me laugh so hard willy said i looked like a demon, this man turned out to be the same man who tried to sell me and james old man shades in front of in n out but i gave him sean meehans number and when he called seans house to sell the shades but seans dad picked up the phone, seans dad (who is one of the scariest dads i have met) realized someone was playing a trick on this old man he went to sean and asked who was responsible, he immediately sold me and james out and next time i called sean his dad gave me a talking to i will never forget, and also definitely did not learn from, that old man was silly and stupid and i was young and a retarded ass loser, i abide by rules that are impossible to defy.

4 lyfe.

hard on'd for horkey

found this finally here: http://www.falfa.com/blog/2008/01/31/whale-bone-grove/

i love aaron horkey.

welcome.... to caligula

autolux

autolux is so fucking cool.
dude.
i dont know how to start. i felt like i was flying through space all night long. there were no planets around, only nebulas and stars and sonic destruction all around me. theres no sound in space but i was wearing a space helmet with amplified stacks inside it reverberating my freaking souls bones.... in space. they played at least 7 new songs that were amazing, they duct tape all their guitars and basses (an sg a mustang and some fender type bass) so they look all shimmery and shiny and spacey. they distort the fuck out of everything its amazing. carla azar, (giovanni ribisi you are not cool) will you marry me. you are so beautiful. you bang those drums so hard. so hard. so hard. she looks like the kinda girl who doesnt give a fuck about anything and would hate fuck the shit out of you just cause she hates the world so much and youre the only one around that will take the abuse..... shes kind of a gothy spacey lookin kind of woman. she even wore a dress that shimmered like something out of the original series of star trek. did i mention space? she probably doesnt hate the world but she definitely hit those drums harder than a fucking drunk dad hits their kids and she might even pull a waterboy and picture someone that bugs her on the drums. all of this speculation. i hope this doesnt stop you from loving me forever carla. i actually hope youre really sweet and down to earth and the talent you have playing the drums pales in comparison to the amount of fun were going to have together forever.... wait ummmm.
yea so autolux... see them if you have the chance, theyre also going to be or have already been on nigel godrich's show in the basement, so try and tivo that shit cuz those shows are always off the hook

Feb 1 2008 8:00P
THE EL REY THEATRE Los Angeles, California
Apr 27 2008 8:00P
COACHELLA 2008 Indio, California
they got a new album comin out soon the first since 2004, last time i checked they didnt even have a label or a name for the album and the album is done and theyre shooting for a summer release. in a billboard article (http://www.billboard.com/bbcom/news/article_display.jsp?vnu_content_id=1003694091) carla says about said album "It's like Dylan Thomas and Stephen Hawking mixed together." sick.
if you like autolux you probably would like the now defunct band failure as well cause they get spacey and the guitarist/bassist for them is in autolux as well. wheres ken andrews these days?