This is going down, for real, and I can promise it will be super sloppy. The honorable Adam Weiss (Ham on Everything) has invited me to digitally spin an hour-long set of effed up rap music — swag, crunk, hyphy, trap, whatever — at one of my favorite Echo Park dives, The Short Stop. I will be joined by my oldest partner in grime, DJ Crazy Scotty Str8 From Rehab. 10/6 @ 10PM. Free fun.
Went down to San Diego to get weird with Odd Future. Mission accomplished. The adored/abhorred aggro-swag kingpins (plus one queenpin) whipped those surfers, skaters and servicemen into a salty, blood-speckled froth. It was epic and unhinged, probably dangerous to society overall, but it was fun, fun, fun.
OF strikes again: wild beats, swaggy raps, palpable hatred for authority. SPIN.
Shamelessness in profile.
[This blog used to be called Funny Ha Ha.] In a long series of pretty much solely self-indulgent posts, this might be rock bottom. But hey, I’m a fan as much as I’m a journalist, so this is me fanning out. The above shot was taken by Taco at Odd Future’s Low End Theory show last year (October?). That’s Left Brain on the left, and Tyler’s right eye on the right. More pictures from that night here, on the excellent Golf Wang photo Tumblr. Better shot from December below:
Swag-swag swag swag. Swag swag? Mmm, swag swag swaaaaag.
Hot news requires fast action. Here’s the swag report on what’s up with Soulja Boy Tell’em, since dude went and dropped a new video on a Tuesday night (which, indeed, it still is as I type this). Read up via L.A Weekly.
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