The Babies - Our House On The Hill Album Details
Brooklyn (now) quartet The Babies recently confirmed the November 13th release of their new LP Our House On The Hill. According to a press release, they spent a greater deal of time on their sophomore album in order to “explore musical directions only hinted at on their first album,” including “hused dirges, melancholic traveling odes and squealing rave-ups, all made cohesive...
Insane Clown Posse vs. The FBI
ICP is suing the FBI! This is indeed a heavyweight battle! “Although currently only considered a gang in four states, law enforcement in 21 states have identified and logged criminal Juggalo subsets. In those states, if an ICP fan is on probation, and he or she wears an ICP hat to a parole meeting, that’s a violation of probation for wearing gang apparel.” To which Violent J...
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superbigbootybitches: beisblr: Dwight Howard proved that you can achieve anything in America! You just need to be 7 ft tall, marketable and whine like an infant until you get your way. Lebron’s “decision” seemed offensive at the time, but it pales in comparison to the melodrama that the petulant Dwight painfully put… I just thought i’d post this because of how dumb this is. Dwight is...
Dwight Howard proved that you can achieve anything in America! You just need to be 7 ft tall, marketable and whine like an infant until you get your way. Lebron’s “decision” seemed offensive at the time, but it pales in comparison to the melodrama that the petulant Dwight painfully put the league and NBA fans through for an entire season (and LBJ did give proceeds to the Boys and Girls...
Koh Phangan: As Thai as Apple Pie, Shepard's Pie...
Full Moon Party. “You have to go.” “The name precedes itself.” “It’s fuckin nuts, bro.” I had heard things of the like, and similar quips about Koh Phangan itself, before heading down last week. The event, and the island itself, were indeed both a blast. Friends were seen. Stories and jokes aplenty were shared. Bodies were painted. There was bumping....
After respite comes that you can’t outrun: time. Back to the daily, the routine and the grind. Laughing and conversation, indulging and imbibe. Now swirl as reminders of what you left behind. No shirts nor shaving to button downs and ties. Buddies, beach sunsets and coral reefs to the office, desk and computer screen on which this was scribed. Vacation was grand, fugacious but fun. I admit...