PLEASE ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF…
I suppose that I should explain the New Digs, but then again – why should I? I roll how I roll, and that’s just kind of how a motherfucker like me rolls. Let’s just say that all alter-egos aside – this shit will be on the realest of the real.
Maybe the other site will come back, maybe it won’t. I’m just not sure yet. I do know that I plan on spreading my weathered little wings over here into new and unmined terrortories. Terror Stories. Pop Culture manifestoes. Essays about movies with penguins in them. Diatribes against THE MAN. Spittin’ HOT SCIENCE about anything I feel like at any given moment*.
Basically, this here site will be like jazz.
The picture above is a gentleman that goes by the name of Shawn Brown, the former vocalist of the legendary Swiz – IMHO one of the greatest bands of all motherfucking time. They were waaaaaay ahead of the curve – fusing hard and angular guitar lines with a rhythm section that could massacre a herd of elephants. Classic Swiz verbiage:
“DON’T PATRONIZE WITH APOLOGIES, YOU SON OF A BITCH – THE DEVIL HAS MANY FACES, YOURS JUST FITS.”
Chew on that for a while, will ya?
In the meantime, please direct your undivided attention to this:
FEAR THE KITLERS.
THEY ARE EVERYWHERE.
* This could include pretty much anything – like how I think people getting their motherfucking eyeballs tattooed is re-cock-ulous, how I think Kanye West could quite possibly be a Replicant, how much change is in my pocket rightfuckingnow, or even how much I love me a latte with soy milk in it.