get brainwash'd.

Toy Machine - Brainwash from hhh60815 on Vimeo.

new machine's recent flick. worth your time.

i sit in the backseat of your life.

Shanghai 5.

Shanghai 5 from Charles Lanceplaine on Vimeo.

shanghai 5 gives an insightful view into the up and coming skate scene in shanghai. worth your time for sure...

runaway.

"I’m wondering if I runaway and came back another day,
then would the young men who roll with metal put the guns away
and would the devil have took charge or would the slum be safe
I pray the latter’s right for everybody’s mumsy’s sake.
and if I disappear for years and reappear
would my natural intuition still be crystal clear?
Or would I have lost clarity?
In this trivial pursuit we’re walking through so casually"

If you'd call me now, baby then I'd come a running.

Kings of Leon - On Call from Miles Westwood on Vimeo.

before they dominated the airwaves they made music like this.

10.Deep Holiday 2010 Collection.

check out more here.

adicolor™ Royal.

New Balance M1500RBB Spring 2011

From highsnobiety.com: The M1500 RBB Made in England comes beginning of January in a solid OG colorway, with nubuck and mesh uppers. These are now up for pre-order from End.

blame game.

On a bathroom wall I wrote:
"I'd rather argue with you than to be with someone else"



check it!

beauty.

beauty is a beguiling call to death and
I'm addicted to the sweet pitch of its siren.

Kilian Martin: A Skate Regeneration

even if you don't skate or know anything about the skateboarding world i seriously think you should watch this video. its visually perplexing yet so satisfying. those with any knowledge of the skate circuit would know that a skating style like this in 2010 is rare and not exactly encouraged therefore making Kilian Martin's video a true needle in the youtube haystack

cigarettes.

get off that train kids, you don't like the taste and you know how bad they are for you, so why the feck are you still chewing 20 a day?

its an impossible view.

"When she leaves the ground
She’ll see a broken heart, if she turns around
But aint no going back, this is how it must be
He told her, she’ll be burned alive
She just told him trust me
If funerals are beautiful, this ugly
Knowing she told her you’ll leave me if you loved me
And he knows that, because he knows her
Hard to hide his feeling’s as it engulfs her
Now she’s a bright blaze, light rays"

london kills me.

so my plan to bail to london for a while was reignited recently. small towns just don't agree with me and i need somewhere where i can get lost. where people don't know who you are. where you just become another face in the crowd. where your just another number. where your personal whims and pleas for help don't matter to anyone but yourself. quite frankly i'd like that alot.

strangers.

my mind is proud but it aches with rage.

harley viera newton.

no ones band.

that band that you found and no one else listened to way back then. they were yours and no one else's. then in an attempt to check out where they were up to in their pursuit for stardom you found they disappeared off the face of the planet. then today you thought you'd make another attempt only to find they split up not that long ago. but some member are still together. in a new band. that have that same distinct sound that attracted you in the first place. mine was called The Stock Market Crash coming out of Oklahoma City giving me tracks like Bringing Knives To A Gunfight and In The Mouth Of The Whale. the new band is called The Pretty Black Chains. this is ambulance.

me and mandy.

i’ve found a new love we’re meeting later
getting dropped off by a mate of a mate and
her names mandy, comes in handy.

fresh outlooks.

Tricky Prospects.

facebook link.

one down...five to go.

on the home stretch now and can almost taste the freedom. these summer holidays will be off the bud for sure. my difficulty is just trying to keep myself from prematurely slipping into a relaxed state of mind.

into darkness.

Highsnobiety TV: Neckface "Into Darkness" Exhibition by OHWOW from Highsnobiety on Vimeo.

"Neckface had his big haunted art show in LA this weekendand did this limited edition t-shirt with Altamont for the occasion.” - Rad Collector

Supreme 2010 Fall/Winter Collection “OPEN HONEST FRESH FACES”

Lookbook by Larry Clark.

miami horror. holidays.

Holidays from Miami Horror on Vimeo.

Butter.

BUTTER SUMMER 2010 from butter on Vimeo.

check more out here.

DQM

Eat Here Not There from DQM on Vimeo.

check em out...here.

to care.

richie jackson.

"I believe in psychedelicism. Not just psychedelic music, but everything. A psychedelic experience is characterized as the unveiling of perceptions previously unknown —because the brain unfettered from its usual constraints. To me, it's all there is, and certainly all that's worth doing. I find no worth in that which doesn't surprise. Anomalies, irregularities, deviation from the common rule —because that is all I will ever care for"

"as i wake
in the darkness
and i look around
there is no sound
it's so tranquil
it's so calm like you
but now i hear a noise
is there any way to out of this nightmare...

baby i'm alone now
and you're laughing at me
but i take life
in a way that you could never see
so if you're leaving
you better let me know
cause i've already started my plan"

spanish.

today i learnt spanish...not really... i just learnt some phrases because i don't have exams coming up in which my whole life pends on.

"buscar cinco algata"

or i think thats how it goes. it means to look for the cat's fifth leg. or to look for problems when they don't exist...

to care.

some people go along every day and rant how they "just don't give a shit" although when things really come down to it, everyone can see they really do.

then there's the real deal who really "just dont give give a shit."

tie dye.

give them ALL to me. why does no where in perth sell tie dye's besides fucking lame ass op shops.

three 6 mafia.

a necessary part of my balanced diet.

anger.

well that would be magic.

thank you for this bitter knowledge.

Guardian angels who left me stranded,
It was worth it, feeling abandoned.

sometimes.

sometimes good men do bad things,
just as bad men can do good.

Erik Ellington

...check it.

Alexandros Vasmoulakis & Paris Koutsikos Mural

the mural was completed for berlin's stroke art fair and ran between 7th - 1oth of october. enjoy.

not to blame.

"not to blame, no-one’s telling you you’re not to blame"

they're just words.

El Guincho.

EL GUINCHO | Bombay from MGdM | Marc Gómez del Moral on Vimeo.

josh demar.

element presents their flow rider josh demar.

olson stuff.

alex olson's tumblr....check it.

machotaildrop.

i've heard about you for so long now and only just today i watched the trailer for you. nothing has fucked with my mind this much. it looks like skateboarding had a love child with disney.

that bridge is on fire.

that bridge went up in flames a long time ago and with it was him.
it wasn't what you did and it wasn't what he did.
sometimes something else takes control. and he refuses to break it down for you anymore than that.
so while he bathes in his pool of shamelessness and tries to bring comfort to his third degree burns, don't pay any attention to his antics.
he'll always be the boy that was.

never grow old. never die.

we might as well be strangers.

i don't understand your heart, it's easier to be apart.

double d.

stay hungry kids.

brain wash. coming soon.

Brain Wash Leo Teaser from Toy Machine on Vimeo.

i no longer hear the music.

is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind, and to lie to you rather than hurt you?
well I'll confess all of of my sins after several large gins
but still I'll hide from you, hide what's inside from you.

and all the memories of the pubs and the clubs and the drugs and the tubs
we shared together, will stay with me forever.

but all the highs and the lows and the to's and the fro's, they left me dizzy.

there's an art to war.

those skilled at the unthordox are infinite as heaven and earth, inexhaustable as the rivers.

once upon a time there was light in my life, but now there's only love in the dark.

it's old yes i know but here's Aaron 'JAWS' Homoki in A Happy Medium.

adebayor.

We took you out of tongo

We took you from the French

All your doing now is warming city's bench.

Matt Mumford on Supra.

Matt Mumford 2010 from Supra Footwear on Vimeo.

Supra Footwear announces Matt Mumford to the team with this video timeline.

volcom, western australia.

The third stop for Volcom Stone's Wild in the Parks 2010 / 2011 tour is happening on Saturday October 2nd at Perth's Manning skatepark. Following the same format of 15 & Under, 16 & Over and Girls divisions, sign up on the day, chow down on the free lunch and scab some free product. Keep an eye on the Volcom Australia blog for updates.

Click here for more.

Braydon Szafranski Pt. 2/2

Braydon Szafranski Pt. 1/2

hey.

no shit, if you spend long in enough in the company of someone you'll usually(not always) end up disappointed. you realise who they trully are.

don't believe what they say, the grass is always greener on the other side. even if its only for a few minutes.

damn.

i wish i woke up at age 11 knowing what i wanted to do for the rest of my life. what a waste. to think of all the things you wish you could of done, only to realise your to old yet your only 17, that hurts like a bitch.

untitled.

I imagine you will turn me down.
Let downs are fine, they happen all the time.

PlayRadioPlay, B-Sides.

Stay Gold - Emerica

it dropped about a week ago now, but due to a lack of funds i watched a friends copy just last night. it was explosive and nothing less. here's what the guys involved had to say prior to the release.

bloodmoney.

if your into conspiracy theories and the uncovering of ugly truths that the western world has witheld from society then you may enjoy this. i'm yet to view myself but im expecting it to be heavy like a tonne of bricks.

ground control to major tom, your circuits dead, there's something wrong.

for you to browse.

http://typicalaussie.tumblr.com

peace.

"You can reload your rifle, and that moment you're reloading it, that's peace."
-Bob Dylan


It appears i'm not destined for peace. Peace is when i'm not in your company, when i don't feel the pressure of your expectations. It's when im not arguing with you. Peace will be when school and the education system in general fucks off. Peace may be when i don't have to hear that whining noise that you make when you unveil your problems to me. Peace could be when i can do my own thing without answering to an authority. God i would love some peace. My track record suggests i wont be graced with any, anytime soon though. Serenity would be a bonus. But for now i'll be satisfied with peace.

Getting drunk...

...your in complete control up to a point. It's your choice, every time you take a sip. You have a lot of small choices. It's like...I guess it's the difference between suicide and slow capitulation.

-Jim Morrison

local talent.

http://www.slamskatemag.com.au/tv/random-vids/2477-barry-mansfield-in-the-usa


check it out.

Aussies.

Vans Australia in America.

best weekend in a while...no doubt

one word to describe friday night 'destructive'. its what boys do best.
saturday night matched it. spending a night out in the sticks with friends. sloshed and messy. i'm afraid its gonna be the last weekend of that caliber for quite some time now though, good thing everyone made the most of it.

pure bliss.

i will be attending southbound.

untitled.

"Drink up beautiful; I spiked your cup with angst, and a heart attack.
I've got so much trapped and it's all because of you.
So i figured you might like some back"

untitled.

"I always wait for The Times each morning. I look at the obituary column, and if I'm not in it, I go to work."

A. E. Matthews

Faces Of Death Wish Tour 2010

no we don't get shit like this here.




the deathwish team plus friends attended signings and demos from the 22nd of July until the 3rd of August hitting california, nebraska, oregon and washington. for more photos check http://www.bakerboysdist.com

be safe - the cribs.

One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour. These are the days when I hate the world, hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones. Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents but sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick. They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull. Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold. Walls of grey. Nothing good on the radio. Not a thought in my head.

Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow, frame by frame with two minutes that take ten years to live out. Yeah, lets do that.

Telephone poles like praying mantras against the sky, metal arms outstretched. So much land travelled so little sense made of it. It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us. I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while. I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials. Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract typography, methane inconvenience, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, and torturous lice, mad Elizabeth. Chemotherapy bullshit.

The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements, the movie unfeeling, unreeling, about to begin.

I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away, I've hear your stairs creak. I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no. I'll film you face today in the sparkling canals, all red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection. Racing thoughts, racing thoughts. All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image. This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder. A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again.

Every clear afternoon now I'll picture you up in the air twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair. You scream so well, your smile so loud it still rings in my ears.

Imitation. Distant, tired of longing. Clean white teeth. Stay the course. Hold the wheel. Steer on to freedom. Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Open all the boxes.

Times Square midday: newspaper buildings, news headlines going around, you watch as they go, and hope that some good comes. Those tree shadows in the park they're all whistling chasing leaves. Around six pm, shadows across cobblestones, girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slowly and carefully and paints her face green and mask like. A portrait. A green stripe. Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot. The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements. The movie unreeling, about to begin.

Clémence Poésy

The Beautiful Lady Without Mercy

"I saw pale kings, and princes too,
Pale warriors, death-pale were they all;
Who cry'd--"La belle Dame sans merci
Hath thee in thrall!"

I saw their starv'd lips in the gloam
With horrid warning gaped wide,
And I awoke, and found me here
On the cold hill side.

And this is why I sojourn here
Alone and palely loitering,
Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake,
And no birds sing. "


so you toyed with her emotions all along thinking you were bullet proof. but you were sadly mistaken, because that wasn't the case. you'd been taken for a ride, but its only when it stopped that you saw things for what they were. it was right then when your heart started breaking.

It All Makes Sense.

JCVD.

californication

"we have all this amazing technology and yet computers have turned into basically four figure wank machines. The internet was supposed to set us free, democratize us, but all it's really given us is Howard Dean's aborted candidacy and 24 hour a day access to kiddie porn. People... they don't write anymore, they blog. Instead of talking, they text, no punctuation, no grammar: LOL this and LMFAO that. You know, it just seems to me it's just a bunch of stupid people pseudo-communicating with a bunch of other stupid people at a proto-language that resembles more what cavemen used to speak than the King's English"

maybe its true.

Stay Gold - Emerica

its been a while

for some strange reason i decided to return to the life of blogging. im not quite sure why but im doing it anyways.

i hate that question what are you doing in the future? its been asked far too much for my liking recently, no one knows what your doing in the future, living day to day may be the best option, its usually when you think too much you start tripping. one month ends then another begins.

enjoying time with people who mean something to you is how your days should be spent. but until then like most 17 year olds il be held prisoner to the education system in reweard for a job that pays.

good bands, shit venues

to all those bands that could sell out their own shows yet are determined to play in second rank venues to those aged 18 and over, wisen up you forgot the kids

im matt

i struggle to find reasoning for the creation of this blog, other than the fact life can and will be generally dull now for an extended period of time. in other words its my medium to express some feeling, beliefs and emotions about the world around as well as all the other random shit im sure will dominate the scene.