I had to use the photo above as the opener to this post, I mean, look at that tee — “MOIST FIST”. THEY LOOKED TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL!

I am absolutely worn out. Typing this right now is killing me, srsly, but I’m gonna do it. I saw sooooo many bands today and walked around soooo much in most definitely the largest dust storms I have ever seen. I am currently covered from head to toe in filth.

Srsly, I’m filthy.

Anyway, the music was all pretty spectacular. I saw Active Child first and it was phenomenal, the dude is so talented and has a truly incredible voice and ear for music. I pretty much just shot some quick photos and then sang along to everything the whole time. I love this dudes music, damn, I’ve been listening to it on repeat on my iPad recently. SO perfect.

Oh you know, doing science and casting magic spells.

He, Pat Grossi, just has a pretty cool aesthetic in general and he’s a red head…something my red-headed friend Ian Hubbard thinks is super cool. Lol. I mean, I guess it is kinda cool.

Really feeling the music.

After seeing Active Child we of course went to the backstage area and scored some snacks and shit — sandwiches, chips and salsa, the works.

We also watched some of this weird wrestling shit — I have no idea what was going on, but the shit ppl were yelling out during it was pretty hilarious.

This guy.

The Joy Formidable — geez, they blew my mind. I had never heard them before, but I had heard their name a lot over the last few years and now finally getting to see them live; I know what all the fuss was about. They are great! The singer, she’s so energetic and little and cute and her voice is so rad. I love the energy this band has.

The Joy Formidable.

Some dude on the Joy Formidable stage making a sandwich, lol.

Earlier in the day Ian, Brandy, Angela and I had decided that we were in a band and we were called “Colored Glass” — so many ppl kept approaching us and asking us what band we were in and if we knew what section we were performing in…pretty funny. Anyway, here’s our first photo together…

This is Angela, ppl love her hair and always want to take pictures with it. Lol, it happened at least 3 times today. Lol, I’m not sure if it’s funny or sad. Ppl are silly, they ask me shit like that all the time too, nice to know tat other folks go thru it. Ha.

Ran into The Thermals backstage — they were nice.

And yes thats Ian photo-bombing in the background of their photo…

Here’s a girl that works at VICE that looked pretty cute; that tee is off the chain.

Here’s Ian peeing in the women’s port-a-potty — don’t even get me started on those damn port-a-potty’s.

Ra Ra Riot killed it as usual!

M83 — good shot huh? Thanks!

Ran into Alan Palomo (Neon Indian) backstage — I see the guy everywhere so at this point it’s like we’re actually catching up every time we see one another. Such a rad guy with a great voice. I am still addicted to that song ‘Polish Girls’ — I wonder if they are gonna do a video for it…

Saw that dude Blake Anderson from that tv show called ‘Workaholics’ so we made him pose with Angela — I mean come on they have the same hair!

The last band I shot any images of was “Girls” — and all I can say is “MAGICAL”. Such an amazing performance and such great back up dance and stage decor — gosh they went all the fucking way! haha. Loved everything bout the show. They way they dressed and interacted with one another, so rad. A rad ass motley crue. I like it.

After that we high tailed it over to see Lykke Li but of course there was a line and shit. We finally got up there, saw a few songs and then decided it was time to go. We were both exhausted…but that didn’t stop us from grabbing maybe like a million “KIND” bars — when I say we have like a million, I’m serious. LOL.

Peace out nerds,
antwan

“A tarnished ring on a tarnished chain, / Times keep changing come sun or rain.”

Jeez, what happened to singers that could really sing? Avant and Keke Wyatt — this is too real. Keke sings her ass off on this track and pretty much every track she is on. Do you remember when you first heard this song? Everybody was like, damn who is that chick, she can sing! haha. I miss this kinda shit.

download: click here

-antwan.

I mean, I know DENNY’s isn’t the classiest place on earth, but damn, the fact that there are so many ridiculous fights happening so often in these restaurants warranted a post about it. This sh*t is crazy!!!

1. this is by far the most epic fight in a DENNY’s on the internet. I mean, these ho’s tore that muhfuggin’ place down! Haha. Imagine working there and having to clean that shit up! NO thank you. Haha, East Oakland ain’t no joke & apparently they “doh play noh games”!

eff, and just a second ago (it is 5:21AM right now and I’m still awake) I found the beginning of the fight i posted above..LOL.

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This past tuesday night, Best Coast returned to Philly following their mega-hyped release of Crazy For You. The church basement was packed with those eager to hear Bethany Cosentino’s joyful, sun-kissed waltz through boredom, boys, loneliness, and w33d. Each three-minute rocket of lovelorn venting rang over the crowd with the ramshackle fuzz of previous singles and EP’s, while still maintaining just enough of the sweet, more polished sound of their first full length.  Banter was abundant as Bethany spoke of Snacks (her now equally famous cat) and stories of how you shouldn’t or rather that you actually should take acid. Even going so far as to respond to Marnie Sterns recent disses, stating “There’s nothing fucking wrong with writing songs about cats and boys, and the haters can suck it!…Whatever happened to girl power?!?” And how right Bethany is – we’ll take all the lovelorn cat laments we can get.

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I forget the specific date this actually happened on, I don’t feel like looking it up either, but this was a pretty nice little night on the town. A bunch of us gathered in the backyard of Good Comapny and ate ourselves some pretty fucking spicy BBQ.  Above we have Jonna stuffing her face.

this dude has a brother that’s identical. whenever i photograph them unexpectedly they each give me the same expression…maybe it’s a twin thing…maybe.

so these dudes are some of the black kids on “the scene” that don’t hate on me for skinny jeans. i guess they realize that skinny jeans are actually better than cotton Dockers or like zip-off cargo pants. the black guy on the left has an Jheri curl afro, it’s interesting. Fact: he is like dating the red headed girl in the first picture, it’s awesome cause like redheads are hard to catch without  being like set on fire, so I commend him.

i think this cover of New York Magazine is probably my favorite of all their covers. It’s beautiful. Funny that Betty White looks better at her ripe “old age” than some of the brain dead scags walking around Williamsburg. Nice.

this is a picture of Shelley, this nice girl with a record label and a cool accent, getting ready to pretend to dJ.

this is a picture of the same girl actually pretending to be dJing. all the preparation really paid off! i think the dude behind her is pretending to be smoking some of the “stickiest of the icky”.

last but not least, this is a picture of Nicky. he always has a camera, a mustache, and an open mouth. i guess each amounts to a certain amount of fun; which do you want to experience?

Later nerds,

Antwan.

Sometimes I end up in places and have absolutely no idea what’s going on; that’s exactly what happened on this night. I had just come from dancing my ass off at The Standard, I’m a great dancer apparently, and I was dancing with the likes of Alexander Wang and Betsey Johnson…not to brag or anything, but it was pretty cool to see the “new” and the “not so new” gathered in one place…magic.

Anyway, we ended up at this “space” off of Bedford Ave in hipsterville and everybody was pretty bonkers. Haha. I don’t even know what else to say about it except that I did meet a pretty cool dude from TasteNYC.I got traced son!

Bluh, I don’t feel like typing anymore, enjoy the pics, it’s been awhile.

I even learned how to make it rain at this place! It was soo great! ahaha. I rained on mad bitches. (to the best of my ability)

Later nerds,

Antwan.

Tonight I watched Boyz in the Hood for the first time ever. I know what you’re all sayin’…”late to the party” haha, I swear it wasn’t my fault; my moms was trippin’. Anyway, the movie was fantastic, I mean wow! I can’t believe I am just now seeing this movie. It’s like when I heard that Cassie song, Me & You for the first time late last year and I thought it had just come out…so ridiculous. I’m mad late on this one. The scenes, the character development, the actors, the soundtrack, DAAAAAAMN; this movie is literally the whole package… Read the rest of this entry »

trynna be a scholar in the library but it’s cold as fuck so instead i’ve been peeping the itunes visualizer that the dude nxt to me has been watchin for 45 mins over his shoulder on my mikes hard lemonade baby head steez. when he looks @ me i act like im lookin at this longboard and also make sure my nippie isn’t visible because goddamn if it doesn’t feel like an inuit is sucklin on it right now and by an inuit i just mean a seal that might play games with an inuit. ie. capture the flag, ie. parka by the gap, body by hard alaskan terrain

sooo i’m you know, pokin my gut thinkin “can a cookie get in my gut? cut me up like i ain’t been cut?” so lil ladies and big gentlemangs, consider this a late nite ode, a perfect sonnet (**i’m an artist so i’m sensitive about my shit**) to the apple of my eye, the object of my affection:

THOSE CLING WRAPPED VEGAN OATMEAL CHOCOLATE CHUNK COOKIES FROM WHOLE FOODS

okay so you all know how i ball outrageous aka eat food out of the trash aka 90% of my diet is apples with peanut butter so at 1.69$ this shit is not cheap considering it’s a cookie but it IS cheap considering it is actually 1/4 lb of cocaine.

this one time i was at a house party w/ sum hoes and got in the line for the b-room with @iamcaseface when this belig dude came up to us and was like “UH IF YOU’RE JUST DOING COKE CAN YOU PLEASE GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE LINE” like uhhh if you’re just goin to yell at me and try to make me move then you can also buy me cranberry juice (no ocean spray) and pour it teaspoonie by teaspoonie into my mouth after you give me a uti just because you’re peeved that no girl here wants to hook up with you because you’re wearing an and one tshirt, a bad tude, and maybe water shoes like you wear in a tide pool if you’re the one peeing in it.

BUT what if we had been doing lines of a COOKIE? chew on that my lil pepitos. wish i could chew on that right now know what i mean? i’m lookin at YOU visualizer dude.

what sucks is they are NOT usually at the whole foods near my job aka the whole foods where i do a lot of heavy breathing sooo instead i have to trek south aka out of my way… this normally isn’t a problem because like fuck when you’re in love you do crazy shit (like you’ve been drinkin jack and coke all morning i know you vans warped tour 2k3 hoes feel me there) like act like you don’t care when you’re verbally abused or respond to texts w/ emoticons…but anyway, on this one particular eve, after trekking 3 miles for this cookie i found that there were none.

OKAY FOR ALL YOU WHO DON’T KNOW – vegan cookie options in w phila at night:
mini oreos, normal oreos but at like 7-11 prices, same is true for wawa, oh also frogro… not saying i don’t love the shit out of oreos but damn like a kid in a candy shop no not really i mean one shitty candy shop where there is only pez and no funky dispensers (RIP stormtrooper pez you were brave)

… so on the night of no cookies i asked, you know, an employee what happened and if they stopped making them because my fwend rly loves them and would be heartbroken if they were gone forever – the woman clearly saw through this and basically treated me like a pigeon runnin for crumbs, which might have been offensive normally but i was essentially in mourning so she just blended into the sadness surrounding me

lately i have been looking pregnant and i suspect these cookies might have somethin to do with it — said she’s 3 months pregnant and she’s keepin it, these are my confessions

cookie you’re my everything, you’re all i’ve ever wanted,
xoxo,
krissyk

Farrah Fawcett died today at Saint John’s Health Center in Santa Monica, California. She had been battling rectal cancer since 2006. Gosh, cancer so scary and it attacks anyone. sighs.

Thinking about Farrah Fawcett…
Unlike many, my first experience with Farrah did not come from the 1976 television show, Charlie’s Angels, where she played the character Jill Munroe, and was nominated for a Golden Globe in the Best Actress category. NOPE! I saw her for the first time in a made for tv movie called “The Burning Bed”, I remember watching it with my mom and brother. Ha, my mom loved Farrah, as did/do many. The movie was about a battered Dansville, Michigan housewife, named Francine Hughes who after many many years of spousal abuse, in a fit of insanity, set her husband aflame while he slept. I remember when she just tells the kids to just get their coats on and wait outside. She was nominated for both an Emmy and a Golden Globe that year, 1984. Unbeknownst to me until right now, The Burning Bed is based off a non-fiction book  by Faith McNulty…dang, that shit really happened. Abuse is scary, but 13 years of it is scary as shit.

Farrah Fawcett had her ups and downs like everyone else, she was a cool lady.

She is known for her bombass hair, her best selling poster, which I’m sure still hold some kind of record, her marriage to the 6 million dollar man, and of course, Charlie’s Angels.

Speaking of Charlie’s Angels, I wonder if Drew, Cameron, and Lucy will release any statements about this loss, it’d be nice.

I don’t know this woman from anyone else, but I feel so bad for her for some reason…I plan to not only rent “The Burning Bed” soon, but also find a place to get/watch the documentary she and her friend, Alana Stewart made about her cancer called Farrah’s Story.

Sympathy to her family..

Later nerds,
antwan.

when i was a teensy lil freshie n could still fit into my LEI jeans from when i was 13 even if you could obvs see my pantyline and/or maxi this jolly lil overweight plumpy lived in my dorm idk the room # sry but she was always posted up in the lobby nxt to a guard who sang songs from his ambig homeland w/ a bright yellow tall T (girl got played for the XXL) that said “ib on it all night/ib on it all day” then some stupid ish bout her high school ib program like it was almost funny if it wasnt the kinda T that ur friends all sign and that one pervy dude put hand prints on ur ass spot as if he was the CEO of mudd jeans corp and/or even knew where ur ass was in relation to your cooch

*this is maybe the only action i got in all yrs of skewl but usually happened when the shirt was not on my boyish bod (boyish in a straight up ugly hanson bro way — SRY ISAAC AT LEAST YOU HAVE FOUND LOVE OR AT LEAST PROCREATED– not like a hot “now n then-itapemybreastsdown” kind of way esp bc if i tried to tape my breasts down it would just be tape over my nips and i need those to prove that i am human ykno also i only ever have scotch tape and i have some morals okay)

neway that is how i feel about a hot new drug that just hit the streets (ish)

i am ty ty all the time and idk if its bc i still have mono or something or because im gaining lbz like a preggo and my bones crumble like dem bonez when they try to drag my dead weight around mcdonalds only to find out they won’t serve me at the drive thru bc i am not privileged enough to drive a car ooooor what else it might be not sure not sure but i am also a youngass spinster so obv the #1 drug 4me would be something that 

a.wakes me up

b. makes me want to hook up w/ any willing peeps (viz my drunk cousin or a high school chica who wants to “experiment” with an androgy piglet)

so when i wanna buy drugs i don’t have to call up some mofo who doesn’t get my call/txts/DMs because his pink floyd is too loud and he is tryin to sync it w/ the wizard of oz but he rented the wiz by mistake because he has no need for knowledge of the human world, i can just cruiiise on down to the nearest 711 which i was prob already going to anyway bc most of the time i can pee in their bathrooms in peace and/or stand in front of the donut case and then i can pick up a nice lil bottle of STP aka STAMINA TO PERFORM

perform what you might ask the man working at 711 and he would prob say how would i know i dont own this company and you would say well you own the store and he would say no so it would be a stupid convo and i think you have the internet anyway so you could look it up or u can keep readin

perform SEX THINGS… okay okay i know this is awk bc like u think of me as strictly a “friend” but like friends can chat about sex w/o it gettin weird i’m not yr mom or anything- what kind of sex things???? ANY SEX THINGS U CAN THINK OF U LIL DEVIL

obviously there is some *~black magik~* behind this and they musta pulled some reeeeal magik strings to get it on the shelves maybe they used that goo from harry potter u stupid 12 yr old nerd anyway i don’t know i wasnt there but for the rest of this lil tale u will think of STP AS *~SEX POTION~* or SP for short so it doesn’t sound so much like STD and you can just pull ur cape over yr face and say “excuse me do you have a minute for sex potion rights and also for the environment” or “hey i’m packin some sex potion” to many a passerby outsidea CVS or pigglywiggly and not “hey i’m packin some stps” and ppl think ur packin herpes or something like that and they won’t go back to stonehenge w/ u to get real fucked up on potions and celebrate the *~solstice~*

the 1st time i tried IT i was w/ @mankinz and our lil fwend annee nelson (did u g(o)(o)gle her?!) n we all split one and pinky swore we wouldnt h/u with anyone and when we went to the counter the dude who is our soft-spoken sort of ambig friend like didn’t say anything n annee was all like “WOW KRIS TRYIN TO GET LAID” like it is all some sort of fuckin joke and he looked at me from beneath his glasses that make him look like an evil (yet wise n gentle) owl (indie grls luv owls ~hit me up indie grls~) and was like “tell me if it works” AND GD DOES MY HEART MELT INTO PLASMA WHEN HE SPEAKS and i was like “uh oh i mean i’m not well heh heh you know i’m just heh heh” which is like exactly what ur friends dad does when you wake up from a sleepover n hes like looking at you from the lazy boy next to your head and looking at you and hes not wearing a shirt but is eating an eggo or a poptart… so i guess he felt like you do when ur friends dad does that and just started reading the ingredients out loud… “oh it’s an energy drink w/ steroids” he said and after that we got the hell out of that LAME PLACE and stood in an abc parkin lot and took sips then played soccer with the bottle because it was so hot n tropical we thought we were in brazil but TURNS OUT it just MAKES YOU HOT and like actual body temp…it just goes through the roof and you sweat like nobody’s business so why don’t you mind your own business n stop peepin my pit stains go back to listening to passion pit i’m tired

but i’m NOT TIRED because sex potions make you:

SWEATY, HYPER, JITTERY,SORT OF IRRITABLE BUT IN A WAY THAT IS FUN

how much??? how much for all this??? you ask! WELL about 3.49. *ATTN PHILLY PEEPS* it is mad hard to find here probs bc of all those quakers or like idk what… go to that 711 on washington, they are there but THEY WON’T LET YOU USE THE BATHROOM SO MAKE SURE YOU ARE DEHYDRATED (this will prob amplify the effects no doubt no doubt).**YOU WILL NOT FIND THIS SHIT AT THE ONE ON 38TH OR LIKE WALNUT YOU JUST WON’T IT IS A DRUG DRUGS HAVE TO KEEP A LOW PROFILE SO THAT THEY CAN LIVE PEACEFUL LIVES JUST LIKE “US”**

so maybe you are thinkin “but i want to have sex” uhh okay so i wanna do a lot of things like not have bedbugs and i’ll do whatever the hell i want thanks and no my shorts aren’t in dress code but it’s not like you can see my labia? so if i can’t see your labia right now do w/e the hell you want no one is judgin you but GOD and/or Y*HWEH and/or THE PRODUCERS OF THE TRUMAN SHOW WHILE YOU ARE SIPPIN ON YR FIJI WATER

YOU WILL SWEAT YOU WILL HAVE FUN THE COME DOWN IS TERRIBLE BUT NO WORSE THAN HYDROXYCUT YOU WILL FALL IN AND OUT OF LOVE AND YOU WILL UNLOCK THE SECRETS OF *MAGIK*

if you have any ?? don’t hesitate 2write y’all know im *~lonely~*

xo krissyk

my sentiments exactly.

"dey say she sweet like snacks."

Oh man. I’m so sore from last night, like ridiculously sore. Haha. I danced more than I have in a really long time. Straight up cardio status. haha. All over the ground with camera in hand. haha. I ripped my own necklace off and Kesh found it and then she opted to hold my wallet and phone while I continued on my rampage on the dance floor. Shit was insane. Volkan and I really represented last night. Ha. And YUMNAAA was there. AHH. We are fucking soulmates. So dope. Haha. The pictures are great, but I gotta go outside. It’s like 45 out! GUHHH!!

Sidenote: Alright Doug, we need to have a ghetto jams, hood banger night soon.

Later nerds,
_antwan.

So the story goes, the police stop these two guys on a bike, one of the guys being Spragga Benz‘s son Carlton Grant Jr., and one of the guys started firing! The cops shoot back and boom, Carlton is dead. SUCKS, but why the hell does this kid just have a gun, sheesh. I mean, I know his dad had a song titled “Love Mi Gun” but little man didn’t have to take it literally. I guess this is a justified killing? I hope the kids’ dad is doing alright.

They just keep getting younger and younger. UGH.

(edit: READERS! Please direct your attention to the comments section as a few comments will help you gain better insight as to what happened in this terrible occurrence. Thank You.)

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Later nerds,
Antwan.

Craziness follows Lil Kim around I swear! Here’s what happened. So Lil Kim and everybody are at Spotlight Live, doing karaoke and this crazy ass employee named Sayed Rahman beats a woman to death with a pipe in the utility shed upstairs. The party was on Sunday and she was reported missing on Tuesday by her mother. The victims body was found on Thursday, August 7th.

For the full story according to the Associated Press, click HERE.

Life is hard. 

Later nerds,

antwan.

I just found this out and I am seriously stunned. Like wtf. This is really odd. I don’t even know what to say about this. He is survived by his wife, daughter and grandchild. This is a great loss to the world of comedy, I mean come on, Estelle Getty, George Carlin, now Bernie Mac??

I wonder if the Obama camp will issue a statement this week after pretty much condemning him a few weeks earlier for using the “salty” language he is known for. This all happened at a Chicago fundraiser for the Presidential nominee and I don’t think it was that big of a deal at all. Here is one thing he said..

“I’m proud of him because politics is dirty, especially with Republicans,” he said. “People like rumors. They are going to say things like, you know, ‘You was in the club with Lil’ Kim and you and Kanye West got in a fist fight.’ “

Later nerds,

Antwan.

Lastnight was the cd release party for Nas and oh man it was pretty much “that ether, that sh-t that make ya soul burn slow”. Ha. I’m bad at slang and inserting rap lyrics into blog posts, sue me. hahaha. Anyway, getting into the party was no sweat thanks to my contacts in the “industry”, but actually getting in the gates of the party was due to the mob that was also struggling to gain access. Upon entering one could immediately feel the energy and smell the Redbull and vodkas. Haha. People was chugging booze dancing their asses off to old school Nas and hip hop tracks and it was really fun to watch. Those kids everyone sees with high top fades were there and dancing in unison which was funny but obviously planned, thus making it somewhat annoying. The girls were all pretty attractive black and spanish girls for the most part…I never really get to go to many urban, hip hop style events, so whenever I get the opportunity to do so, I take notice of everything. I had a lot of fun. Below are a few pictures from the event..including the aftermath of a “slapping” that happened right after Nas pulled away in his black Maybach…

As I was walking home from the J train after a long night at Happy Ending
I noticed a ton of cop cars and ambulances and mad news network vans
crowded on and blocking the corner of Manhattan Avenue and Moore St.
I wanted to investigate “moore” but I didn’t want to draw any attention to
myself. I wonder what happened though. When I got in, my roommate said
that someone had gotten shot or that there was a shootout of some sort.
I hope not though, getting shot would probably suck a lot.

I typed “shooting” into google image search and this was the first thing that
popped up. I’m kinda sad anyone would even publish it. ugh.

sucks.