It’s been a good year for Academy Award Winner Juicy J.
He’s been putting out some solid verses.
Everyone else kills this song too.
Su Bviley & V.I.C.E - Money Is My Logo (OFFICIAL VIDEO) Dir. By ThisIsButta
Good looks for the follow Tribe Gvng.
This shit is pretty ill.
Getting the EP now.
Actually, everyone get the EP righhhhhhhht HERE.
(Source: theGVNG.com, via tribegvng)
Dope.
Handheld Documentaries presents:
The Phantom of Rock
Eric Dobson is a true rock soldier.
A genuine person.
A dedicated musician.
This is a true Rock & Roll journey.
Enjoy the trailer.Handheld Documentaries are all mobile device made productions.
The Future Is Alive
I just watched concert footage on youtube and saw someone with a better phone filming closer to the stage. So I Youtube searched that phone’s view. It worked.
Handheld Documentaries presents:
The Phantom of Rock
Eric A. Dobson is a true rock soldier.
A genuine person.
A dedicated musician.
This is his Rock & Roll journey.
Please enjoy the trailer.
Skeleton aisle
― #Golden, #skeleton, #halloween
http://viddy.it/RhCGdA
Something In The Way
Seattle, 1991.
Same show. Two different angles.
The crowd surf at 1:22 in the top video is worth this time travel alone to the back of the crowd where you can’t even see Nirvana.
At 1:43 in the top video find the giant paper airplane hit the crowd surfer’s feet that begins its flight at 1:37 in the bottom video.
Two great ways to experience this song.
“You merely adopted the dark.”
#barceiling #halloween (at The Quiet Man Pub)
And lastly I’d like to thank @jesstarrable for taking home FRANK’S DYING.
And thank you to everyone else who I wasn’t able to take pictures of their stuff before they left Saturday night with em. I can’t tell you how happy it makes me. Expect many more pieces like these in the near future. #futureancestor
I’d also like to thank @sunnysideblue for hanging my piece IN NEBULA in her workshop. It is accompanied by a piece of a poem that was inspired by this photo of a sunset over a landfill taken almost exactly one year ago… the day after last year’s late October blizzard.
It reads: She melts,
the way flies flatten on windshields,
against the horizon
shed across the fat lips of hills,
her every begging hand
extended like the bending arms of lightning
