flowers are pretty cutthroat, sketches of spain, numbness and cider, friend bit by a spider. a refreshingly uneventful day with my phone off, sam is okay. my piece is in progress, but it’s not progressing. i don’t think i was born to live in the states, i dunno. fallujah babies and that poor girl who jumped in front of a train. yellow spirits and my manifesto is on pause.
a tribe called quest, big daddy kane, paint, canvas, lemonade, and sunburns.
tonight i’m photographing an interview with for fuck’s sake! it should be unforgettable. i also just ate the tiniest burrito i’ve ever seen, but i don’t think i’ll be able to eat for days.
tonight’s show at the crux was absolutely incredible! ‘foot village’ and ‘clipping’ blew my freaking mind! so energetic and just unlike anything i’ve seen or heard. ‘yuma dudes’ was fun and cute, and ‘for fuck’s sake’ was fantastic as usual. i photographed each of the bands after the show (minus yuma dudes, they had already left), and i’ll post a few pictures soon. oh, and i found a bunch of architectural drawings, and a huge mirror. a great way to salvage a shitty day.
harryhausen died today.
pizza, pringles, coffee, red bull, and the internet.
