Balls.

Scraps





yep...

Second to last post

So I will have more pics to be viewed in the book still wrappin things up, workin a lot more...
Here's a few more yall. Expect few more tomorrow documenting book making still waiting on the damn snapfish to load em up.

Book, in case you're vaguely wonderin'

Basically making a weird scrapbook of all my photos printed out in all different ways, with some of my stories, and placing in a cover made from a fucked up tire. Expect diy, trashy, cheap. Expect me.

Zach and the many positions of Bethany

Lil bit of Baltimore

FUCKIN' ATLAS MOTH!!!!
Little Howlin Wolf.
Little Howlin Wolf playin shit with his nose.
DICK HEAVEN.

Mural at the Annex.
One half of the room at the Annex, such a huge ass room, only two people living there.

New York (in progress)

Greenville

Left to right: Jim, Jeremy, Nathan, Dennis, Richard. Getting a shitload better at names.


Believe it or not but this is Jim playing his set...
Spazz Haus.

Technical Difficulties

So been going at it for 4-5 hours now and still having trouble uploading pics for both blogs, seemed to stop after the 4th photo... Will hopefully have the rest up, so yeah, just tolerate my lameness a wee bit longer and I'll have the rest up tomorrow, hopefully? But have a few corners on the 84 if ya feel like looking. Yep.
Also here's a few photos from friends (Val George and Nimai Larson):




SUCH A HIPSTER FUCK WANNABE... DUDE. DUDE...

Will not have anything new up until getting back from tour two weeks from now. I will have no computer and my original tourmate bailed on me so there's no way for me to put them up. Hopefully will have a load of pics. Didn't have time to load up m'corners (should be at Enterprise already...) so expect like 21 of those if you were wondering/really heartbroken/etc.

Take it easy!

Tallahassee show

Man of the hour, reason shit happily went down, Mr. Stone Hansard.
Woke up the next morning in the passenger seat of my car in an area I was not familiar with a glass of water outside next to a tree waiting for me. There's more story there, but yeah...

Could definitely be an off diptych for that first experimental show someone ever plays and there are healthy boundaries and you sound like a young Smegma. Just slap 'em together and BAM....

Attempting to sing in tweaked headphones. Came close.
Bailed on me for tour this last Tues., but I still love 'em.

Philip's rig.
Philip, in the dark.
Philip in motion, kind like a Futurist allusion? Eheh...
Going to town on the the reel to reels and other contraptions.

Dammit, Justin...