Monday, February 28, 2011

Nana Grizol

"It should be unlawful to live where you can't see the stars."
- Mr.Bennet's year book quote

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Thighs of the Day


Bike Check

Heres a corny little bike check Kai Brabo did for me on my last birthday 10/26/10.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Mikey Luplow

I really enjoyed this lots of wall splats, footplants, drops, and sweet pegless riding. Closest thing I can get to riding in this mighty storm.


This is Jeannine she is kinda one of my bestfriends a sister, a homie, and a fellow adventurer. From hunting for deer skulls, riding cruisers on the mountain, eating granola, chanting, climbing, swinging on ropes like primitive gnomes ,exploring the un-explored to working at Henry's Toyshop. Jeanie is a real life pimp. Here are some photos I took of her on our last mini-venture. Crooked Prints and scratched film we ain't got the battered whim blues.


Matador is a band based out of Santa Cruz with a sound that will make your eardrums kick. Their harmonic lyrics of the natural world and those who inhabit is taken in to a unique account as Mathew and Dorota throw their own spin on American folk music while adding some sprinkles of polish flavor. First seeing these guys preform was at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, completely fed up with the ruthless hordes of people and overcrowded stages. I began walking out and saw these cats performing on the street corner, utterly stoked, I danced, I listened and was enchanted. If you dig it you can purchase their album here.
"The freethinking of this age is the common norm, of the next generation." -Mayana Bonapart

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Highspeed Brothas

Brain Miller remains strapped with a Gopro while a portion of the TamBikes family speed ahead on another wet ride down Mount Tamalapis's voluptuous green body.
Alleys in smoke
a ceiling of nails
the floor dissolves
to pools of beer and sweat
minds rock aimlessly
searching for the waste outside
flannels sprawled upon barb wire fences
viking tongues
dying brain cells
the pants are lost
the socks are wet
raunchy acts and blackened finger nails
leather limbs and denim souls
the voices are gone
the swing has stopped


There's a gnome in my home! A primitive gnome! A naked gnome... with a hat!

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

We Are Family

We are Family is a union of riders and homies that are projecting their lives through the means of freestyle bike riding. Having fun, blasting high, and pedaling fast is the name of the game. This here is the second family session and the first episode, yet its kind of ironic that only one sibling is riding in this edit. Andreu Lacondeguy throws it down to shows y'all kids how to properly toss yourself around at high altitudes. (around 4:08 I would turn the music off to spare your ears) Besides that enjoy!

Monday, February 14, 2011

Thighs of the Day

Broken Chain blues


You can taste the flavor through the ears.
Nirvakalpa: the highest superconscious, formless state, in which there is no distinction between subject and object

Qwik Stop to the Moon

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Thighs of the Day

Butt Polar Disorder
(Jo Jeet Thighs)

We Love You

Jeanie Sent me this. If you have the time watch it.


This here is a song Nikolas, AlexFrank, and I recorded spontaneously in my room after a date with our favorite green god. Utter maylay. Check out more ranting golbinghoultrollfuck here at Nirvakalpa.
A graveyard of flowers were left inside
Pools of gin and whiskey drowned the cold foundation
A brink of tomorrow lies within the floorboards
The door of yesterday is locked in the attic
Goblets in flames
Ropes are a haze
The witches were burned near the house left behind

Sean Burns

You can never get enough Burns.

The Whip and The Spurs

El Barzón

Mr. Nachi Conde-Farley is the triumphant mayan caretaker of the youth music scene in West Marin. He has put on dozens of shows at the Dance Palace and Toby's art gallery in Point Reyes, CA and featured sweet bands like Jughead, Rule5 and The Egads. Nachi is the man behind keeping the youth community strong in the PR and keeping it real on the daily. From his radio show every other sunday (on KWMR), his killer bonfires, and his enthusiastic outlook. Nachi is a rad dude, a brotha and a savvy little bugger which gives you all the reason to check out his new blog at Scope it and enjoy the mind of the NACHO!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

The Filth

I don't hate anybody man except for those castrating our world of its natural state, my freshman math teacher, and anyone that pees on the toilet paper, yet hot damn this song is tasty. The Filth was one of the first punk bands to come out of Holland in the late 1970's with a series of chaotic gang affairs and fingering blowup dolls at the local high school "Don't Hide Your Hate" became one of there greatest singles.