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+ + + stoned at my parents. for the first time while theyre home anyhow. its sorta fatalistic of me but i think things will be more laughable when they catch me in the act. say if i sat off the fire alarm or something. it'd be a heartwarming sitcom moment. if it wasnt so goddamn hot every day and we didnt have a black tile roof, i'd consider crawling out my upstairs window and baking on the roof. maybe in autumn.
+ + + its safe to say john dwyer can be considered an authentic musical genius. this is the same guy of coachwhips and pink&brown fame. totally manic, fuzzed-out shit, and as pictured above often wore masks. this is the same guy who does ocs, a super lo-fi kinda innocent rural folk thing. the man can maintain and fully express these two very opposite ends of the spectrum. totally amazing to me.
+ + + threw out a third-world country amount of waste today. cleaning away five years of nostalgia. some findings:
+ autographed copy of gary michael capeta's professional wrestling memoir and expose. interviewed him as a freshman when he swung through on a book tour. i was a total wrestling mark at the time and almost lost my shit meeting the long time wwf ring announcer.
+ old tapes of wusc's revolution and wednesday night shag radio shows from when i was in high school. techno and drum-n-bass respectively. i wanted to get into dj'ing back then. but it was too expensive. regretably i did own kikwearz and rocked shelltoes. i think a magnificient feat for anyone in rural south carolina to pull off circa 1998. i liked dragonball z too, having run across the original dragonball years earlier when i was having a particularly fruitful period of skipping sunday school.
+ these comic book artists/writers trading cards i received in a package from yip-yip when i wrote them about getting their demo. they arent even art, the cards, instead they are lameass "in-depth" bios of the nerds behind superhero comics. some useful info, yeah, but nothing i really want to know like "how many white castle burgers can chris claremont run through in a sitting".
+ uh, lots and lots of promos i've accumulated over the years. random free shit, either samplers and full lengths in shitty white wax paper sleeves without art or tracklistings. i'm donating alot of this stuff to castle olympus's library. seeing how much a media hound i am i could donate quite a few tv movies recorded onto video cassette. maybe people can find use for this stuff. i never know. i am looking forward to getting together with keven to work on an ableton mix for my show. this is gonna be like when dylan first went electric or some shit. i don't know what to expect.
+ + + its safe to say john dwyer can be considered an authentic musical genius. this is the same guy of coachwhips and pink&brown fame. totally manic, fuzzed-out shit, and as pictured above often wore masks. this is the same guy who does ocs, a super lo-fi kinda innocent rural folk thing. the man can maintain and fully express these two very opposite ends of the spectrum. totally amazing to me.
+ + + threw out a third-world country amount of waste today. cleaning away five years of nostalgia. some findings:
+ autographed copy of gary michael capeta's professional wrestling memoir and expose. interviewed him as a freshman when he swung through on a book tour. i was a total wrestling mark at the time and almost lost my shit meeting the long time wwf ring announcer.
+ old tapes of wusc's revolution and wednesday night shag radio shows from when i was in high school. techno and drum-n-bass respectively. i wanted to get into dj'ing back then. but it was too expensive. regretably i did own kikwearz and rocked shelltoes. i think a magnificient feat for anyone in rural south carolina to pull off circa 1998. i liked dragonball z too, having run across the original dragonball years earlier when i was having a particularly fruitful period of skipping sunday school.
+ these comic book artists/writers trading cards i received in a package from yip-yip when i wrote them about getting their demo. they arent even art, the cards, instead they are lameass "in-depth" bios of the nerds behind superhero comics. some useful info, yeah, but nothing i really want to know like "how many white castle burgers can chris claremont run through in a sitting".
+ uh, lots and lots of promos i've accumulated over the years. random free shit, either samplers and full lengths in shitty white wax paper sleeves without art or tracklistings. i'm donating alot of this stuff to castle olympus's library. seeing how much a media hound i am i could donate quite a few tv movies recorded onto video cassette. maybe people can find use for this stuff. i never know. i am looking forward to getting together with keven to work on an ableton mix for my show. this is gonna be like when dylan first went electric or some shit. i don't know what to expect.