The beautiful people aren’t necessarily.
And if you’d like a suitable musical accompaniment for the above visual wonder (of which clicking to embiggin is recommended for the full effect), might I direct you to this link which was forwarded on to me from Donal.
And there you have what occupied most of my rainy Wednesday morning.
As I mentioned to Donal, I initially thought the project was called ‘Dope Pants’ but ‘Dead Peasants’ works pretty well too, and though I tend to not give much of a fig regarding electronic music, this ain’t too shabby.
Not relating to non-beautiful people in the least, some of the mostest are the good dirts of the FBM Bikecycle Company, the leader of which is one Steven ‘Huckleberry’ Crandall. It just so happens that he recently blessed me with yet another email regarding some eyeball and earhole fodder he’s been involved in;
what kind of assholes put there bikes in a bus anyhow?
Feel free to share it if you like!
I guess the answer to his rhetorical query would be ‘those kinds of assholes’, but then again, ‘those kinds of assholes’ are the sort I would happily be aboard a matte black bus of mayhem with anyhow, so who am I to judge?
He also noted for those who are interested that the band who did the soundtrack for that cut is called RPG.
I certainly was.
As we move onward and upward to other topics, Souphorse made contact regarding an event that any and all aspiring photographers should take note of;
I am just back from 2 dirty days in Seattle with Sally. My liver and heart both hurt, yet I maintain a smile on my beautiful face. I wanted to pass this info along to you as I know your passion for photography is almost as strong as your passion for warm white wine. The contest is pretty damn rad and the new offerings from Chrome in the camera carrying sector are not too shabby.
Check out all the info below, and if you come up to Portland on Friday for the Photo Exhibition here I promise not to high five you any harder than anybody else.
I wanted to reach out and let you know about Chrome Industries ‘Streets of Chrome’ – A photo contest to find the world’s next great street photographer in conjunction with the drop of its new camera bags.
Hi-res images for the Niko Pack or Streets of Chrome Contest here.
We would love if you would post the video / flyer to help us spread the word! In addition there are Photo Exhibitions in the 4 Chrome Hub markets supporting the contest and the launch of the Niko. Please feel free to include them as well.”
So there you have it, shutterbugs. Get cracking.
What I was most taken with however, was that Chrome was able to track down Ricky Powell;
Photo via Hell Yeah.
For those of you not in the know, he was often times considered the fourth Beastie Boy and became renowned for his public access show ‘Rappin With The Rickster’.
As a matter of fact, I conducted an interview Ricky for a fanzine I used to do back in 1992 or so. Since then I’d thought that he’d fallen clean off the face of the earth, but I’m damned pleased to see that he’s involved in this project. Of course the other judges Brock Fetch, Ken Goto, and The Sucka Pants need no introduction either… Luminaries, every last one of them.
I only hope my submissions make the cut;
‘Cause bitches can’t get more ‘street’ than a photo of a happy pancake or a rudimentary drawing of a dong on a bridge in Portland.
Lastly, I will make mention that the brand new Blackweiser wrist bands just landed, and based in preliminary tests, they do everything they’re supposed to do;
If you’d like to get in on one of these, or if you are one of the lucky ones with two wrists, and you might like a set, all you have to do is go here.
I made every attempt at not having to be the model, but ‘working’ while everyone else is at their jobs has its disadvantages. Though I’m clearly not be one of the beautiful people, nor are my wrists much to look at, for the time being, they’ll have to do.
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Nailed it. Thanks mom.
I’m totally blogging about this now…
While we’re dissing your spelling; I’m pretty sure he was the fourth B-Boy, not the forth. 😉
I’m such a dick today.
If I were able to jump into that photo of your hand holding the sandwich, you would lose a thumb.
“homeboy throw in the towel your girlie got dicked by Ricky Powell”