icings:

the lovely and h.p. lovecrafty jamesreindeer performing his song “helicopter gunships” from his “iron filings sellotape” album. we used a projector which i held over my head (it wasn’t a overhead projector, people) to beam the visuals on james and the wall behind him which was located in a creepy cellar in james’ “backyard”. anyways enjoy!

beastmaster stamping covers on the sidewalk; casual.

beastmaster stamping covers on the sidewalk; casual.

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shootyourfuckingheadoff:

Got this show coming up with Babel fishh and Beastmaster. This shit is gonna fucking kill your fucking brain.
Come get mind raped.
Also the next day on the 29th I will be playing at Bizzarts Album release party @ the Smell in La la land L.A

shootyourfuckingheadoff:

Got this show coming up with Babel fishh and Beastmaster. This shit is gonna fucking kill your fucking brain.

Come get mind raped.

Also the next day on the 29th I will be playing at Bizzarts Album release party @ the Smell in La la land L.A

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—Home

—Home

Babelfishh


hahah thanks mildew

chinaski667:

God’s bible…

chinaski667:

God’s bible…

(Source: ch1nask1)

oledeathrattle:

unleftrec:

A Band Of Buriers - Slides By (Official Video) (by ABand0fBuriers)

fucked!

——party time is over part 73

Well, my first half ass attempt at a lino-block print sure was a horrible failure! Hahaha, looks like a terrible neckface rip off.

Well, my first half ass attempt at a lino-block print sure was a horrible failure! Hahaha, looks like a terrible neckface rip off.

remember when I said never go out of your way to go to SXSW?

sometimes you eat your own words…

waltergross:

SOLITUDE 7INCH TEASER


LIMITED TO 30 COPIES


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you won’t make it out of this one alive

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written for winterismyname to use on her new project with oskar ohlson

the grittiest of labor-ready workers are content with cold lunch.

a mound of cracking palms and grimy film building in splitting skin.

elevated steel frame cranes in the sky

corrugated beams sway in off grey wind

one hole in the middle of a plywood plank

once was home to a shiny new nail

the unhinged gate of a fenced in foyer

the fogged in head at end of tiring task

no blood no thud no guts to sell off

chest on legs on feet worn down

depleted as needed with worthy repair

only rickety ruins of structures remain

part 2