Remember this? Yeah, you do. Well, today the official video for the song dropped on Facebook for some reason, but because I am a super elite computerbox hacker, I am able to post it for all you lovely, lonely souls here. Enjoy!

Oh...and, uh, fuck you, too, eh?

Oh, you've been to Europe? Boring. Do you want to read the intro paragraph for the most killer obituary I've ever read?

Sure you do.

At 17, he was living with natives in the South American jungle and, like them, wore a loincloth, got traditional tattoos, ate monkey and danced with the gods. He fell in love with a beautiful young woman, Mina, who reciprocated. They married. She soon died of malaria, and the young man pondered suicide.

Right? That makes all your vacations to warm places seem utterly banal, doesn't it?

Read the rest of the obituary on The New York Times. This guy was epic.

FUCK YES THIS IS AWESOME.

That is all.

With each passing day, Deegan becomes more and more entrenched in the East Bay Hip-hop community and I love it. Regular readers and friends will immediately recognize Deegan in this video, but for those of you that don't fall into those categories, you have two options.

1) Click on the "Deegan" tag at the bottom of the post and find the recurring dude in all the posts.

Or...

2) Look for the only white dude in the video.

Also, wow, this whole "shot on a 5d2/7d" look sure has become easily recognizable. Not that it's bad, but definitely recognizable immediately.

Anyway, neat, if simple, video for a song I really feel nothing about. I'm just waiting for Deegs to show up in a metal video. That would be amazing.

This might be the best, most adorable thing I've seen in a million years. Honestly, every single line is a gem.

"One time I nibbled on a piece of cheese and my cholesterol went up to 900."

"Guess what my skis are. Toenails from a man."

"Guess what I do for adventure. I hang glide from a Dorito."

"Guess what I use as a pen. I use a pen, but it take the whole family."

And there are so many more priceless bits. Watch the whole thing. You won't be mad.

Thanks, Melissa!

A monkey riding a goat. The end.

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This has been floating around the last week or so, but I thought it was worth sharing for the 3 of you out there who have yet to see it. If you're offended by crude language, then don't watch this video. Also, what the fuck are you doing reading my site?

This spectacularly weird 10 minute video featuring the members of Röyksopp as a sleeping bum and an old man living with a Barbie-obsessed man and his wife boils down to an excellently executed announcement for their new record Senior which comes out in September. Check it. This rules.

Behemoth are back with another Grupa 13 produced video for a track from Evangelion. While I don't think it quite lives up to the sheer evil awesomeness of "Ov Fire and The Void", this video is still pretty bad ass. Mind that there are a couple of NSFW shots of a clergyman nailing a blonde chick. You've been warned.

Let's examine the elements that make it awesome.

• Sewn-mouth kids water priests with blood.
• Nergal as Iron Indian Evil Dude.
• Faces writhing in some black goop which we come to realize at the end is actually the Hell living inside Nergal. Awesome.
• A chick cutting her own throat.
• Swarms of flies.
• The chick floating out of the slime.
• An awesome fucking song.

God damn it, Behemoth rule. These guys are just awesome. This video is not as well made as the last, but who cares? It still kicks the ass of about 99% of other metal videos out there by miles. And because The Black Laser is awesome, I am linking you to the uncensored video from Vimeo rather than the bullshit censored version from Youtube. Unfortunately, Metal Blade decided that I shouldn't be able to embed it on this domain. SUPER LAME, METAL BLADE. It's never very metal of you.

Yes, you're welcome. Get well soon, Nergal!

I am super super super mega pumped for this. And, with the news that my throat isn't going to be killing me on the 22nd, I might just explode.

Is anyone else out there going? What to be super fun concert friends?

More love. Thanks, Gardner!

My compatriot Connor twittered this today and it's so insanely rad that I need to share it with all my lovely Black Laserites out there. I'm no skater, but it doesn't take a genius to recognize that what these two dudes are doing is god damned crazy pants. If you only watch one nearly 11 minute long video of dudes skating on The Black Laser today, make it this one.

I know you have all missed my banter so much while I've been in California, but you don't have to long anymore now that I am back in Brooklyn. I intend to recommence posting at the same semi-regular clip I maintained in the past. That is, 15 music videos to 1 post with any content. Deal.

Anywayyyyyy, I had a super stressful day today and thought I'd share it with you. Here's what I done.

• I woke up, discovered a job I thought was supposed to start today got killed, and went back to sleep.
• I woke up a second time, much later. I won't tell you when, but Europeans would call it 14 o'clock.
• I showered.
• I shaved.
• I realized I left my toothbrush and toothpaste in the shower in California, but then I found I had an extra tube of toothpaste and an extra toothbrush. Score!
• I went to the bank and deposited a check.
• I walked down Manhattan Avenue to Bedford to the N7th L train stop and boarded the train.
• At Union Square I transferred to a downtown 6.
• I got off at Spring Street, dropped off my rent check and the stupid parking ticket I got in Durango, and went into Smoke & Mirrors.
• I met S&M's pretty new receptionist, picked up Chip Chip, and left. Total time for that errand: 5 minutes.
• I sauntered up Broadway since it was beautiful out and got back on the train at Union Square.
• I got off at Beford again, walked down to get a burrito.
• They didn't have pork, so I got the steak. O! life's hardships.
• Burrito in hand, I found my spot in McCarren Park and laid in the grass for maybe an hour and a half enjoying the sun and the breeze.
• Satiated with my burrito and entertained by the inane conversation the two teenaged girls playing badminton next to me had, I went home.
• I played my old Gibson for a little bit.
• I came online to download some scale tabs to practice my fingering. GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER, MISTER.
• I reapplied for my leftover funemployment benefits. Booyah!
• I wrote this.
• I am going to turn on yesterday's baseball game and play my guitar.

Isn't my life hard? Don't you all wish you were coming to visit me on my summer vacation? It's so great.

JJ and I drove into Colorado on a semi-whim to attend this year's Bluegrass and Country Music Festival. We arrived on the 17th (my birthday) and drove on out of there Monday the 21st. We logged 2400 miles of driving over the course of 4 days, all of which I did. It was absolutely epic.

The festival itself was totally amazing. Of course, I took photos the whole time. I only hit about 330, which is low for me, but I was doing a lot of partying and hanging out and whatever that got in the way of my efficient photo taking. Oh well. I had a blast.

On the way back, we had to take a detour around the Grand Canyon because of a fire raging outside Flagstaff. We'd seen the beginning of the fire on our way through the first time, but it has gotten so out of hand that they closed off 13 miles of highway just a few days later. Smartly, we stopped and got out to sight-see at the Grand Canyon and we lucky enough to experience it completely filled with smoke from the nearby fire at sunset. Pretty god damned awesome.

Here are a few of my favorites.

Check out the whole gallery here:

Telluride Bluegrass and Country Music Festival Gallery

As far as thoughts on technique, I decided to shoot with only primes. Seeing these dudes walking around with their huge zooms and crap gave me a delightfully smug shudder of pleasure knowing that I was probably taking nicer looking photos than they were. But I might just be an arrogant prick. Whatevs.

My beloved 85 f/1.8 performed as amazingly as ever. The 28 f/1.8, though harder to use, worked nicely as well. But the poor 50 f/1.8 really had trouble nailing focus. Enough so that it ruined a bunch of photos that would otherwise have been just fine. Looking through the first two days of pictures today, I regretted sticking with the 50 both days because of the sheer number of just-out-of-focus photos. It made me angry. I will be purchasing the 50 f/1.4 as soon as I can not for it's slightly faster aperture, but for its improved autofocus. I refuse to let a shoddy, cheap shit lens, ruin another photo. If my photos are going to be ruined, I want the fault to be my own.

Either way, I think there are some good photos in the set. Enjoy.

Oh.

My.

God.

I love this so much it makes me want to get fat and make house music and have a jheri curl mullet and wear a green shiny shirt and sing sing sing. Doesn't he look like he's having fun? And how great is the synth bass sound? CRUNCHY.