fuck that shit

slr 29

recorded 6/9/13
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slr 28

recorded 2/9/13
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lovely, funky, 45-mix by Floating Points here to get your summer vibe on..

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love from (finally) sunny london

turns out the group have officially split (not a big surprise I suppose but officiality kinda puts that dreaded final nail in the coffin). 

read more about it on SPIN if you’re so inclined… 

Snagged this shot from my buddies’ web page, BLACKTOOTHRECORDS.COM

http://www.blacktoothrecords.com/wordpress/

It’s been three and a half years since I drove back to Nashville. Having friends and co-conspirators spread worldwide doesn’t stress me. When I left the South at age eighteen I asked myself, “Why am I leaving a place where people like me and going to a place where no one knows me?” It was fourth period maybe. Blake and I had slipped out of study hall after a discussion on the film Diner. A teacher said it was “his Swingers.” That teacher, apparently, was a me at one point. We’d made shelter in the empty office of our youth pastor. There was a Nintendo and two couches. I was staring at the ceiling wondering how California’d look on the five hundredth morning.

Jump four months, talking about the Simpsons and Radiohead and Newport Beach. Walking back from lunch, seeing new faces, the same faces. Making a bed in Southern California and having a hell of a plan. If it’s 4am on a Friday night, write “beach @ noon” on your hand with a Sharpie. It became normal to have friends two thousand miles away, to be kickin’ through Orange County, stealing trips to Los Angeles, building Tetris suits and dispatching with a solid West-side crew. Ryan would dig this, left Hudson a ridiculous voicemail, Joel would’ve laughed, I heard Brian’s crashin’ the Flats, think Pigg and some guys are coming up in a camper, come winter break Imma show you pictures, and you’ll ask me if i kissed her, and I’ll make something up about finesse and we’ll watch Donnie Darko again then find a pool.

Bits of pieces of all this sticks. An illusion-of-sorts held for a couple years here at least: that I know a lot of the people here. I may know who they are, but I don’t necessarily know them. Maybe that’s a yes-and-no answer. Some of the people here, as well as everywhere, are strangers, oddballs, double-takes, acquaintances, buds, friends, great friends, loves, best friends, brothers, sisters and family. The odds of seeing one of these true loves here or in Florence, Italy, or in the Bahamian Abacos, or in Annapolis, Maryland, or in my sleepwalks is all equal. I left you love wherever you wanted to look for it: I left it with your boys in fire-fly fields, and kissed her on a metal bench in the middle of campus, and picked him up in the hills, drunk as shit, in the pouring rain and laughed it off the next day, and if you sweated it out in the summer enough and looked him in the eye, or told her you loved her, or told her you didn’t, or gave him a painting on the day he drove home, or went and visited them just to remind them you’re with them, and if she took your hand when the others left you behind, if she texted you the next morning and told you she had your cap, if you fucked it up and didn’t know what to say, if you told him you didn’t want to own anything you couldn’t carry, if you were straight-up and bled from the knees, eyes and stomach with all your friends in open allowance. They told me I’d cut my hair when I met a woman I loved. Maybe I was in love already and prayed she’d pull me from the lake by the length of my locks. Come onto my roof. Forget your hat when I knock it loose. I only mean well, and I only mean to love you.

(Monologue in video from “Albuquerque and Several Tenses.” Dec 2008.)

Known only [by a few] as “A rcadion” probably more to do with protecting himself from authorities rather than a ‘Banksy-esque’ gimmick.

The mysterious street artist behind these works has been scrawling Dubai’s walls with thought provoking sarcasm and clearly critical phrases directed at the city’s characteristic lack of ethics, morals, and  infamy of it’s glamourous mask.

Check out more of his stuff as it is documented by some friends from the ‘art crowd’ here; – http://arcadiaon.tumblr.com/

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there’s a teacher at my school who has a copy of the Declaration of Independence taped to his door. Seeing as it was my last day, I decided to steal it and replace it with a photo of Nick.- jakeralphio:

As I Develop The Awakening Mind I Praise The Buddha As They Shine
I Bow Before You As I Travel My Path To Join Your Ranks,
I Make My Full Time Task
For The Sake Of All Beings I Seek
The Enlighted Mind That I Know I’ll Reap
Respect To Shantideva And All The Others
Who Brought Down The Darma For Sisters And Brothers
I Give Thanks For This World As A Place To Learn
And For This Human Body That I’m Glad To Have Earned
And My Deepest Thanks To All Sentient Beings
For Without Them There Would Be No Place To Learn What I’m Seeing
There’s Nothing Here That’s Not Been Said Before
But I Put It Down Now So I’ll Be Sure
To Solidify My Own Views And I’ll Be Glad If It Helps
Anyone Else Out Too
If Others Disrespect Me Or Give Me Flack
I’ll Stop And Think Before I React =
Knowing That They’re Going Through Insecure Stages
I’ll Take The Opportunity To Exercise Patience
I’ll See It As A Chance To Help The Other Person
Nip It In The Bud Before It Can Worsen
A Change For Me To Be Strong And Sure
As I Think On The Buddhas Who Have Come Before
As I Praise And Respect The Good They’ve Done
Knowing Only Love Can Conquer In Every Situation
We Need Other People In Order To Create
The Circumstances For The Learning That We’re Here To Generate
Situations That Bring Up Our Deepest Fears
So We Can Work To Release Them Until They’re Cleared
Therefore, It Only Makes Sense
To Thank Our Enemies Despite Their Intent
The Bodhisattva Path Is One Of Power And Strength
A Strength From Within To Go The Length
Seeing Others Are As Important As Myself
I Strive For A Happiness Of Mental Wealth
With The Interconnectedness That We Share As One
Every Action That We Take Affects Everyone
So In Deciding For What A Situation Calls
There Is A Path For The Good For All
I Try To Make My Every Action For That Highest Good
With The Altruistic Wish To Achive Buddhahood
So I Pledge Here Before Everyone Who’s Listening
To Try To Make My Every Action For The Good Of All Beings
For The Rest Of My Lifetimes And Even Beyond
I Vow To Do My Best To Do No Harm
And In Times Of Doubt I Can Think On The Dharma
And The Enlightened Ones Who’ve Graduated Samsara

Brian McKnight wants to show you how your pussy works. If you’re ready to learn.