This is Hank III playing Mike Pike's (ex Sleep/current High on Fire) Green Cab through a bunch of electric amps (replicas or old-school MAT amps)....
that cab was used in the studio while recording all of "Jerusalem" and for a ton of Sleep and High on Fire live shows...
Hank III playing super stoner riffs...
i dig....
i dig....
1.20.2009
1.14.2009
Hit The Road Jack!
Imagine driving down the long and winded road pulling this masterpiece behind you...
Yes... That my friends, is the American dream.
Here's a description from Uncrate:
Perfect for towing behind your Cayenne, H2, Escalade, or other luxury SUV, the Tabbert Paganini ($55,000) is a 28-foot wonder of RV opulence. The roughly 4,500 lb. beauty features a streamlined, grey and black exterior, with interior features like mahogany wood, ambient lighting, LED spotlights, integrated A/C channels, leather upholstery, and more. It's the luxury yacht of the road.Check it out here.
"Shook"
- Emancipator
**a mash-up of "Untitled 1 (a.k.a. Vaka)" by Sigur Rós and "Shook Ones Part II" by Mobb Deep**
1.13.2009
Making a White Russian
a.k.a. The Caucasian, The Silky Milky or "What The Dude Drinks!"
A well made White Russian is by far my favorite drink in the world the problem is that most places make horrid tasting White Russians. Agreed, I first drank one after watching "The Big Lebowski", but over the years I believe that I have cultured a taste for the little bastards.
Ingredients:
- Vodka (preferably Svedka Vanilla Vodka, Absolut Vanilla Vodka or Belvedere Polish Vodka)
- Kahlua or Coffee Liquor (try Godiva Coffee Liquor or Patron Coffee Liqueur XO)
- Cream (preferably half and half or you can substitute Bailey's Irish Cream instead of milk for a much stronger drink)
Take a chilled glass (it is important that the glass be cold for a perfect White Russian) and throw some ice in, then pour the vodka in (I'll make a note on the ratios in a bit), add the coffee liquor and finally cream or Baileys. Now shake. DO NOT STIR!
Note: when I say "parts" I'm talking shots. You dig?
Now about the ratios; a traditional White Russian is one part vodka, one part Kahlua and one part cream. But, lightweights usually prefer a little more cream (one part vodka, one part Kahlua and three parts cream). Then there are the rest of us who want to go all out, if you are a vodka connoisseur you could go two parts vodka, one part Kahlua and one part cream. The problem with that is that some people claim that the taste of vodka overwhelms the drink, now my solution to that is by getting the biggest, tallest damn glass around (like a lemonade glass) and pouring in two parts vodka, one part Kahlua and three parts cream, this ensures that the drink is still a White Russian and that it packs more of a punch.
My favorite? Two parts vodka, two parts Kahlua and two parts cream. tastes like heaven.
Now that you've made the drink you could decorate it by throwing some chocolate flakes over it or (if you've got a brave palate) some mint leaves. Disgusting you say, I fear not.
There you have it ladies and germs, my guide on making White Russians.
Now go little grasshopper, mix a drink, sip and be merry.
Ain't nothing like a Zaireeka party!
I would love to hold a Zaireeka Party.... Just get four cars together and listen to all four CDs at the same time.... Hopefully under the influence...
There are few things in the world better than a Flaming Lips album...
Educate yourself: Zaireeka
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On another note...
Despondancy is drowning my friends... along with physical ailments of the body.... is this a good thing?... i think not!
1.12.2009
Time Shrinebuilder-Civil Divorce
sound : 777 9311 - Morris Day and The Time
Blake Fielder-Civil is seeking a divorce from Amy Winehouse.... I'm not the type to discuss pop-shit on this thing but I seriously hope this goes through.... Amy might straighten up a bit afterwards if you ask me... I really don't want her to die yet, there's a lot more music left inside her....
check it out - Shrinebuilder
Now for that, I can't wait...
Blake Fielder-Civil is seeking a divorce from Amy Winehouse.... I'm not the type to discuss pop-shit on this thing but I seriously hope this goes through.... Amy might straighten up a bit afterwards if you ask me... I really don't want her to die yet, there's a lot more music left inside her....
check it out - Shrinebuilder
Now for that, I can't wait...
1.11.2009
1.09.2009
12.29.2008
game over
sound : Molten Light - Chad VanGaalen
Hold on... I'm gathering some emotion...
*many minutes later*
I can't do this right now....
12.25.2008
"You so anti-don't-I-matter"
sound : Anti Matter - N.E.R.D.
It's always the same story....
It's all cyclical...
Oh well.... Hopefully I'll be at Czar tonight....
I hate christmas....
Anti Matter - N.E.R.D
It's always the same story....
It's all cyclical...
Oh well.... Hopefully I'll be at Czar tonight....
I hate christmas....
Anti Matter - N.E.R.D
12.24.2008
12.22.2008
"confappinear"
sound : Audiotrack 5 - Yeah Yeah Yeahs (From the "K.O. at Home" E.P.)
as of this moment i feel full-headed.... confused and bamboozled....
a lot of thinking over the past few days about life and such... settling... living....
other things make me happy.... talking on the phone, connecting, makes me happy...
confusion, fear and happiness.... "confappinear"
almost 4 in the morning and i'm wide awake... i think i'll call her....
yeah.... that's what i'll do...
12.10.2008
"Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" - Hunter S. Thompson
sound :Electric Feel - MGMT
Read the full book here.
We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like “I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive. . . .” And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about a hundred miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: “Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?”
Read the full book here.
12.09.2008
5.20.2008
The future...
sound : "Alone And Unaware, the Landscape Was Transformed In Front of Our Eyes" - Red Sparrowes
scares me.... a lot...
everybody's slowly getting on track but i seem like the permanent train-wreck... people are moving on, living life, getting actual jobs and i, i go swing dancing, i listen to more music, i sell sunglasses... what i earn is not enough to pay my way out of my mistakes....
the same old anger and confusion is setting in again...
i hate feeling like this...
scares me.... a lot...
everybody's slowly getting on track but i seem like the permanent train-wreck... people are moving on, living life, getting actual jobs and i, i go swing dancing, i listen to more music, i sell sunglasses... what i earn is not enough to pay my way out of my mistakes....
the same old anger and confusion is setting in again...
i hate feeling like this...
5.03.2008
Reckoner
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Reckoner
(Written and performed by Radiohead)
Reckoner
Can you take it with you
Disavow the pleasure
You were not to blame for
Bittersweet distractors
Dare not speak his name
Did I cater to all you
All your needs?
Because we separate
it ripples our reflections
Because we separate
it ripples our reflections
Reckoner
Did I cater to all you,
All your needs?
4.29.2008
Speak your troubles
sound : Someday - My Bloody Valentine
you get into your car, your brains a mess.... the day's running in your head, fresh, looped... like a cassette tape.... you decide to yourself, "i'm going to leave the windows closed... it gives me my own space..."
you pick up a familiar cd case.. .it's pink in color.... open it, put the cd in.... turn up the volume knob to 35.... you wait a few seconds for it to load....
aaah....
the crashing drums, the reverb drenched guitars.... you smile and start driving.... you feel the beats in your chest, you feel the seatbelt vibrating... the rear-view mirror is shaking... you feel pressure, it's like a tonne of weight on your shoulders.... you feel like your eardrums are going to pop... you think to yourself, "is this too loud?"...
you have a vision of all the windows of your car blasting outwards....
you open the windows in the fear of you losing your hearing... the music/noise bursts out like a hundred billion bees stinging everyone in the vicinity... the seatbelt still rattles against your chest, the rear-view mirror still vibrates.... you look to your right and this man looks at your car like you are crazy....
you look down at the passenger seat at the pink cd case, you look up, smile at yourself in the mirror and continue on your way home... swaying....
Sleep like a pillow
Downward and
Where she won't care
Anyway anywhere
Soft as a pillow
Touch her there
Where she won't dare
Somewhere
Sleep like a royal subject
Think that you grew
Stronger there
Speak your troubles
She's not scared
Soft like there's silk
Everywhere
Sleep is a pillow
Come where she won't dare
Anyway there
Look in the mirror
She's not there
Where sh won't care
Somewhere
you get into your car, your brains a mess.... the day's running in your head, fresh, looped... like a cassette tape.... you decide to yourself, "i'm going to leave the windows closed... it gives me my own space..."
you pick up a familiar cd case.. .it's pink in color.... open it, put the cd in.... turn up the volume knob to 35.... you wait a few seconds for it to load....
aaah....
the crashing drums, the reverb drenched guitars.... you smile and start driving.... you feel the beats in your chest, you feel the seatbelt vibrating... the rear-view mirror is shaking... you feel pressure, it's like a tonne of weight on your shoulders.... you feel like your eardrums are going to pop... you think to yourself, "is this too loud?"...
you have a vision of all the windows of your car blasting outwards....
you open the windows in the fear of you losing your hearing... the music/noise bursts out like a hundred billion bees stinging everyone in the vicinity... the seatbelt still rattles against your chest, the rear-view mirror still vibrates.... you look to your right and this man looks at your car like you are crazy....
you look down at the passenger seat at the pink cd case, you look up, smile at yourself in the mirror and continue on your way home... swaying....
Sleep like a pillow
Downward and
Where she won't care
Anyway anywhere
Soft as a pillow
Touch her there
Where she won't dare
Somewhere
Sleep like a royal subject
Think that you grew
Stronger there
Speak your troubles
She's not scared
Soft like there's silk
Everywhere
Sleep is a pillow
Come where she won't dare
Anyway there
Look in the mirror
She's not there
Where sh won't care
Somewhere
4.21.2008
4.20.2008
phallic symbols for kids...
sound : Flower Sun Rain - Boris
ever notice how jack sparrow twirls his moustache when he starts getting kinda randy with the chick on the island (while consuming copious amounts of rum)?... doesn't it seem symbolic of his "rising libido" (so to speak)?.....
leave it to disney to teach kids the ways of life.... :D
ever notice how jack sparrow twirls his moustache when he starts getting kinda randy with the chick on the island (while consuming copious amounts of rum)?... doesn't it seem symbolic of his "rising libido" (so to speak)?.....
leave it to disney to teach kids the ways of life.... :D
4.11.2008
I am...
sound : Wonderwall - Oasis
* single again
* angry at the world
* angry at myself
* bored shitless
* most likely an insomniac
* watching everything shatter
* listening to "(What's The Story) Morning Glory" and my heart beat
* going to go to sleep after this
* loving my friends more and more every minute of every day
* missing some of said friends... a lot
* kinda hungry, but I'm too lazy to grab a bite to eat
* going to go now
* hoping that the next time I do this, I will spew something more profound
* single again
* angry at the world
* angry at myself
* bored shitless
* most likely an insomniac
* watching everything shatter
* listening to "(What's The Story) Morning Glory" and my heart beat
* going to go to sleep after this
* loving my friends more and more every minute of every day
* missing some of said friends... a lot
* kinda hungry, but I'm too lazy to grab a bite to eat
* going to go now
* hoping that the next time I do this, I will spew something more profound
4.06.2008
The Ramos ginfizz
In a cocktail shaker, dissolve 1 tbsp sugar in 1 tbsp water. Add:
• 1 1/2 ounce Tanqueray gin
• 1/2 ounce lemon juice
• 1/2 ounce lime juice
• 1 ounce heavy cream
• white of 1 fresh egg
• 3 drops -- not dashes -- of orange flower water
Fill with cracked ice and shake lustily for a long, long time, and then strain into a tall glass. Add 1 oz chilled seltzer, stir briefly, and then smile.
• 1 1/2 ounce Tanqueray gin
• 1/2 ounce lemon juice
• 1/2 ounce lime juice
• 1 ounce heavy cream
• white of 1 fresh egg
• 3 drops -- not dashes -- of orange flower water
Fill with cracked ice and shake lustily for a long, long time, and then strain into a tall glass. Add 1 oz chilled seltzer, stir briefly, and then smile.
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