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Saturday, September 30, 2006 at 11:16 PM
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Friday, September 29, 2006 at 2:01 PM
Last Friday was the official release for the Bandy record at our new club.
A lot of energy and weirdos, the mics went out half thru the set but fuck it the show still goes on.. Tonight Kid America is playing records while the Virgins take the stage for the first official time, big night NY.
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George Le Peck / Parfedix – the murder MC
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The Label!
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Thursday, September 28, 2006 at 3:05 PM
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Wednesday, September 27, 2006 at 10:20 AM
Tuesday, September 26, 2006 at 8:48 PM
In the festering, open wounds of broken souls; to even the innocent bystanders of the gravest state of affairs, I am distinguished and exalted by the fallen, mysterious tears of a generation’s frustration.� In the pervasive influxes of the world’s lustful, material obsessions, I comply as the genuine blemish to one’s true happiness.
I thrive in any season and, yes, I am very capable and willing.Â? All spectrums are left covered.Â? I inhabit still air in the poorly, ventilated squalor of illegal squats and darkly lit tenements.Â? I am intimately acquainted with government subsidized shelters and flophouses.Â? When melodic breezes deny you a summer comforting moment in your home, I am there.Â? I am the reminding annoyance of a persistent tickle acted out in warm beads of sweat running down your temple on nagging, white-hot August days. When the winds propel itself with frigid, arctic brutality, I am there.Â? I am the insomnia inducing shiver, nesting in your despondent, fetal position during the many lifeless, winter nights you attempt sleep.
I flood the tongues of the reckless and half clothed; the mentally barren children who have been deprived of purposeful direction know my overflow. I gush down throats as ice cold, red kool-aid.� I masquerade in the common cover of fruit punch or the much-loved flavor of cherry, but in my exposure, I am crude, crimson dyes and refined white sugar, FDA approved chemicals, and more refined white sugar.� I unfold as addicting portions of pure malnutrition; consumed as five cent gums, generic fifty cent cookies and the disgraceful diet of fiends; frenziedly devoured Little Debbie cakes.� I come shortly after dawn’s early rise, in the merry-go-round scenarios of the cold, stovetop scraps of last night’s welfare dinner; the saddest excuses of a well-balanced breakfast.
I linger as the pungency of assorted, acrid fragrances left by the polluting exhalations of your neighbors’ drugs of choice, procrastinating departure in the inexpressive gloom of project hallways.� I manifest as the aroma of soiled linen and secondhand, baby clothes crusted over with the happenings of an infants’ world.� Inside the confines of a stuffy, humid bedroom, I ice the cake with unvarying invasions of nicotine hazes.
I am an intriguing sight to behold.� I ruggedly materialize as the roaming and roving mascots of trailer parks and inner cities; red-nosed pit-bulls and German rottweillers.� It is with precision that I define the eyesores of unfocused, single mothers with rambunctious bands of filthy children in tow.� I come in boldness and I reside comfortably in the absence of self-respect as the monstrosities of linty, unkempt hair and the shabby, demolished soles of abused footwear.� I push forth, throughout, thoroughly woven within the suppression of self-esteem, I am found in the display of ashy knees and legs shown through the tattered, holey clothing worn by the ghettos’ offspring.
It is in the wailing cries; the effects, brought into being by the empty stomachs of America’s forgotten babies, through which I compose pain.� Out of a failed society, I emerge as a shock to mannered ears; a toddler’s proficiency in learned, profane words.� In the lobbies of high-rise projects, on the steps of lonely stoops, amongst many misled men and lost women,� the slickest speech of evolved slang and slanderous, broken English fashion a verbal volley of war stories, sexual gossip and true lies.� Shaken and thrown; cubes of ivory kiss and tease the cold concrete; the constant, rolling cracks and taps of chipped dice tumbling jadedly across the pavement in petty games of chance.� These are just a very few of my thorns in the side of your tomorrows.
I am not pretty, but I want you to embrace my smile anyway.Â? I have come to embezzle the beauty of your hope.Â? I am poverty and I have come to see you stricken with my name.
Kenneth Carl
“For all things difficult to acquire, the intelligent man works with perseverance.”
Lao Tzu
Saturday, September 23, 2006 at 1:48 PM
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Rub-n-Tug Downstairs
Free Simon Upstairs
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Friday, September 22, 2006 at 9:19 PM
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Shadi & Kai
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Kali & lady friend
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Claw$
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Steve Chop Shop
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Abbey & Carlin
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Greg SNRML
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Mizuo
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rate , owe me a cartoon
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Danny Redhead
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India & Molly
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Thursday, September 21, 2006 at 11:35 PM
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Wednesday, September 20, 2006 at 5:14 PM
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Tigga & Shane Calores / Sheen Tonight!
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Dash Snowman #2
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Weird Dave FuckThisLife
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Kathy & Patrick – Frienemeis
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Ian Reid BKNY. His new DVD is in the store now.. Sex, Hood, Skate & Videotape
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Ryan McGinley & Jack Walls , rocking Dan’s shorts.
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Been Keeping this in the closet but now it’s coming out,
It’s true i got a night club in NYC.
and tonight Cozzi Calore & Tigga Calore are bringing their new Wednesday Weekly
“SHEEN”
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Halloween comes early this year. Lil” neckbone done did it again.
Rule # 1 – Don’t care
Ruule #2 – Watch out for Weirdo Dave FuckThisLife 1-5 on the backdrop!
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Sick.
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Tuesday, September 19, 2006 at 12:26 AM
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