grass fight (don't eat the beans)

does anyone still check this "blog"? real website in the works. coming late winter 2025.

bucket code

first rule of bucket code, you tell everyone about bucket code.

fix the metal promo 2013

fuck it.

Stalaggh

the vocals are the recorded screams of actual mental patients. the legend is that one band member worked at a government mental facility and he and members of the "band" kidnapped/coerced patients to an abandoned chapel in holland to record their schizophrenic rants. true or not, shits effective. i couldnt even make it through all of this one. so fucked. suffer terror. die for god.

video hype

    
  kid jumped springfield gorge fuck kid. click the pic make it big. not bad for the point and shoot. footage comin' soon. ftm/dirtyshire/junkies/bluewalrus premiere collabo' in the works. hollween'ish.

gil

                                      
                     birthday boy gone hoggin'. boooah!!!

the product

the kids will have their say

some people thought this was just a hashtag. its good to know your local hate edge punk folklore. at least i think so. first commenter to name how this band is connected to eastern boarder wins some art. irony is dead.

Keliohesten

fuck. shit is deep.

fuck you and a double fuck you

fuck this fuckin shit holy fuck. so fuckin lame fuckin kook shit of the decade.

young til i die

cheezy i know but i think this track still holds weight. stay punk.

stoops

how fucking lame is this shit right here? selfie lifestyle shots and a girlfriend kiss for an ender? go die.

barely there

call jerry

projection of the prenis

jake phelps musta been using his glass eye...

...cuz the rag to end all rags, toilet water, got sum love in the new issue of thrasher. i wonder how much keith actually cares? im guessing not much. stay punk.

rape and murder

never quit. bury her in a surf bag.

kools

saw this ad on chromeball and it made me think. think of a time when skateboard "tricks" were just that, tricks. everyones got tricks. what everyone does not have though is dying to live style "stunts" or "hammers" or fuckin whatever the stair counters are calling the score card these days. skateboarding was still an anti-sport and because kools was gonz's soft good company it represented a level of cultural significance that had yet to be understood and commodified by the corpo interests who seem to run the show these days . i really couldn't tell you a thing about kool's pants or whatever the fuck they sold but their team was top notch and i always thought their ads really stood out for some reason. skating was smaller and seemingly more accessible. they even have their land-line number printed on the ad for fucks sake and i bet u if u dialed it on the right day u could maybe hear gonz faxing dick drawings to arron rose or get fucked with by ron chatman. basically what i mean is u knew these dudes were chill on a skateboard so they gotta be chill in life too right? they sold u a lifestyle without even trying just through one shitty photo. ya its a joke, but its a joke about a joke in an ad. selling u something u didnt know u wanted but wanted to know more about even if u couldnt ever have it. jah bless paulo diaz.

immortal logic

seems legit.

anthropological findings

documentation of the ongoing archaeological undertakings at the north shore's skate stonehendge. brought to you via crust crew's cellular communication devices. check the blog for recent transmissions.