That's cause his game strong, pimpin.
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Sleptember...
Fall always makes me feel all nostalgic and shittttttttt...... this clip sums up my thoughts
Monday, September 12, 2011
I Heart The Internets
You know that dude from Nigeria that emails you about how you can help him get his dead uncle's fortune?
This is that dude.
Either that or he is Bangs' step dad
1000 Reasons Why They Need To Slow Down On Graffiti Books
I saw this gem at the store the other day.
It was just a book of super random flicks that I guess you're supposed to find inspiration (bite) from for your own graffiti murals.
Not sure what that means exactly.
As far as books about graffiti compiled by someone's aunt go, it is a decent little collection of worthless productions from only God knows where. I believe you can see a spray can with angel wings character on the cover, so right from the jump you know you're in for the aerosol ride of your life.
My People (Part 10)
I know I am hard on my people (no homes) but that is because I want them to strive for excellence.
We out here.
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Mr. Vegas "Black And Proud"
This song most likely makes zero sense to you.
It is in response to the skin bleaching problem with teens in Jamaica. Basically Jamaicans will put lye products on their skin until it changes to a lighter tone.
The results are not a good look, but besides that it's a good Mr. Vegas tune on the "Bam Bam" revival riddim.
So get mad at that Mista Cake Soap.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
SDTW Photoshop Skillz Barack Obama Doesn't Care About White People
Hurricane Irene was over 5 days ago.
This golf course still looks like this.
Shame.
SDTW Photography Part 4
Another installment of stupid shit I flick with my phone.
One of the 10 days a year we get sun in Seattle.
Shout out to the 20 people that shouted "You missed a spot" while doing this wall. You all are fucking HILARIOUS.
Trying to be artsy urban photos? Oh we got those plehbwoyyyyy.
Jurne a.k.a the 321st element of hip hop would have finished his piece faster if he wasn't so busy trying to get us all to "cypher" over his beat box.
This is what I feel like when I smoke dust blunts.
Biking to the grocery store to get hotdogs a.k.a Summer Shit
The homie has a real shitty view from his patio. I mean look at that fucking eye sore.
Check out the chillest spud on the block. Dude is posted like a thumb tack giving negative two shits about anything.
R. Crumb drawings are great. Looking like R. Crumb? Not so great.
Bridge burning.
BTM/At Large did one of those head turner spots. You really can't tell, but the shit is humongous.
The Great One? The fucking Great One? Fuck you Wayne. Fuck you and your whole shit.
I almost fell in love in the court house with this fine Juggalette Loca. Props to her for scoring the powder blue Dickies. You gotta search extra hard for those ones.
Proving once again being good at digital photography means NOTHING.
What we have here is a very complex logo going on. Bad Boy Club Meets Punk Flyer Meets Bail Bonds Company. They we're giving out free key lanyards that said Bay Boy Bail Bonds 1-800-BAIL-OUT. That my friends is branding at it's finest.
It's hard to tell because my sista here was quite chocolaty, but ma's butt cheeks was sticking out half of her shorts.
I told Mike that he needed to wear SPF 420 if he didn't want to burn, but if you know Mike then you know he's always down to burn.
Whatchyu know about that fire pole exit in the design studio mezzanine? Ya you don't know bout that life.
How did such a terrible band have such an awesome t shirt?
I don't really think you know the struggles this dude is going through. I mean he has the Juicy Couture decal covering the whole back tint window of his murdered out flat black Audi. Dude is basically putting the city on his back.
One of the 10 days a year we get sun in Seattle.
Shout out to the 20 people that shouted "You missed a spot" while doing this wall. You all are fucking HILARIOUS.
Trying to be artsy urban photos? Oh we got those plehbwoyyyyy.
Jurne a.k.a the 321st element of hip hop would have finished his piece faster if he wasn't so busy trying to get us all to "cypher" over his beat box.
This is what I feel like when I smoke dust blunts.
Biking to the grocery store to get hotdogs a.k.a Summer Shit
The homie has a real shitty view from his patio. I mean look at that fucking eye sore.
Check out the chillest spud on the block. Dude is posted like a thumb tack giving negative two shits about anything.
R. Crumb drawings are great. Looking like R. Crumb? Not so great.
Bridge burning.
BTM/At Large did one of those head turner spots. You really can't tell, but the shit is humongous.
The Great One? The fucking Great One? Fuck you Wayne. Fuck you and your whole shit.
I almost fell in love in the court house with this fine Juggalette Loca. Props to her for scoring the powder blue Dickies. You gotta search extra hard for those ones.
Proving once again being good at digital photography means NOTHING.
What we have here is a very complex logo going on. Bad Boy Club Meets Punk Flyer Meets Bail Bonds Company. They we're giving out free key lanyards that said Bay Boy Bail Bonds 1-800-BAIL-OUT. That my friends is branding at it's finest.
It's hard to tell because my sista here was quite chocolaty, but ma's butt cheeks was sticking out half of her shorts.
I told Mike that he needed to wear SPF 420 if he didn't want to burn, but if you know Mike then you know he's always down to burn.
Whatchyu know about that fire pole exit in the design studio mezzanine? Ya you don't know bout that life.
How did such a terrible band have such an awesome t shirt?
I don't really think you know the struggles this dude is going through. I mean he has the Juicy Couture decal covering the whole back tint window of his murdered out flat black Audi. Dude is basically putting the city on his back.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Mellows Unharshed
Chur boy Jah Ginger layin' down some rootical irations for the bredren at Babylon Best Buy.
Kool Aid
I've never supported Jim's existence.
p.s This was taken from the Nostic "catalog" which apparently was Jimmy's ill fated clothing line a.k.a a discussion that turned into a thing after copious amounts of cocaine had been ingested by numerous parties.
Saturday, September 3, 2011
Touchdown Tone
I got this pic in a text last night from my friend DJ Unite with the message "My homie Tone....winning."
Look at this photo.
That shit better make Time's 2011 Year In Photos next to some Haitian kid starving or some Japanese earthquake radiation shit.
Here's the video AFTER they caught up with him. Hopefully someone has the before, but this will have to do for now.
If you ever wondered what happens to dudes that get awesome on the field Tone told us that he did a night in county jail (a facility I have frequented) and is looking at a decent fine, but since he wasn't white boy wasted he didn't get a DIP or anything like that.
Fuck All Police
SDTW Salutes You Tone.
Great job!
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