Tag Archives: mixtape

beneath my bed a monster lurks

22 Jan

So! The weekend! Oh, it is long overdue, but I am merely happy at the momen that I don’t have to do anything for two days. (Well, nothing besides perhaps helping out a public artis with this plaque idea at ten thirty tomorrow at the Fredriksted museum [COFF COFF RYAN COFF COFF]).
So I’m hoping me and my momma can go hit up Officemax and get some new blank CDs, as the ones we have are craptastic. In the meantime I’m gonna make album covers for my mixtape gifts. They will be quite the shiznit, if I do say so myself. Pictures will be provided (as well as simple instructions) once I’m done.
Listening to Sufjan, I am feeling like a jellyfish and a bump on a log at the same time: I don’t think I could be much more mellow than this. Go ahead, try to make me scream about large sea mammals. TRY.

Completely different subject: Taschen may admire/respect me more than previously thought. Updates upon that subject later, or when I can safely make a conclusion about the little phenomena that are his eyes.

Will write more later.

the rabid glow is like braille to the night

20 Jan

lyrics in the title taken from what is probably my favourite Interpol song, Leif Erikson. I am currently making like fifty mixtapes for a bunch of my buddies, and currently having a hard time doing so for Jacob (he has pretty much the same music taste as I do, give or take a few bands [Dungen]). What I have gotten so far is rather nice, so I think I’ll burn all the mixes sometime soon, or as soon as I get to OfficeMax to buy some new blank CDs. Jeezus.

Anyway, starting to regret writing Mindguisings, I may actually take it down pretty soon as I was in a very bad mood when I wrote it, and the person it’s ranting about really doesn’t deserve any of that hate. For one thing, I only saw everything that happened from my perspective, so I have no idea what he was thinking at the time-

you know, I’m just gonna let it go. And no, he won’t be deleted from the character page. That was dumb.

THIS is what I am kind of currently working on:

Yeah, I know, crappy, but I’m just doing the sketches. For some reason, all the people I draw seem to be cut off like right beneath the crotch. It is a little weird. I must attempt to draw more people with legs. Maybe they’re all amputees! AHA!

Gonna make some mixtapes, maybe post them up here for reference. Shweet!