In the spirit of the upcoming presidential inaugration this Tuesday, I present to you this delicious work of art. I had to pimp these guys up.
From Hypebeast.
Jamie brought to my attention this grassroots effort initiated by The Hour. If you can’t be bothered to click on the link, what it is in short is that you burn a mix CD, fill it with “tunes that changed your life,” stash it somewhere in a public space and report the location on the website. A pretty novel idea, except for the fact that the music that defined me were tunes made during my teenage years. That my friends were the years of glorious pop-punk, the scorn of culture jammers, old school punk-rockers and the musical elite. Imagine plopping down my CD at school and seeing the look of some random ass indie kid as he indulges to the soundtrack of my life: Blink 182, Blink 182, Blink182.
You know what, this doesn’t sound like such a bad idea after all.
Under normal circumstances this really shouldn’t deserve its own post, but hey, I’m so addicted to this new fangled thing here that I’ll write just about anything to make a new post.
Anyways, uploaded the New York pictures my Dad took this summer, which you can see the thumbnails for on the sidebar. They look absolutely amazing, but unfortunately I couldn’t put them all into the widget as the maximum was 10. In the next few days, I’ll see to it that the rest of the pictures can be seen. Dad did good here.
On a completely unrelated note, I just can’t get enough of the new Kanye West album after a week or so since it dropped. ‘Welcome to Heartbreak’ is the new audio orgasm around here, a pleasurable sound to be sure.
What can I say? The man is a magician.