I’ve never tripped on acid and speed at the same time, but if ever I do, I imagine it’ll be something like watching Bryan Scary in concert.
Noble men gather upon the stoops of castles donning caps of a new era Armed with the swords which they live by Layered in armor shielded from
Jesus, rocket cakes in outer space, tiger man, occupying the tundra and japanese neck boobs, all images found in a better world…
“My first tattoo was of a rib cage in memory of someone close to me who had died”. Tattoos were always about what was going on inside Alexandra’s head and heart or the music that spoke to her state of being at the time.”
Coachella 2012 : the first day began with beer and breakfast. it was about a mile walk to the festival. the security was aggressive and grabbing balls. the sheriff had set up a small satellite stand as though they were selling corn dogs at a county fair
There was a cool air in the night and I was excited to see my boys. So I headed to the Cake Shop on the Lower East Side for the first show and entered into a night of complete debauchery.
Let the smoke settle in this abandoned hotel I call my life. Let the stench of commuter grief and train delays lessen in my time here on this vessel. I walked into this dive bar, with a bunch of long faced tyrants.
This is a rickshaw near Times Square shot while I was driving back from a boring party uptown. I don’t even remember who was in the car with me.
