Oh and i nearly forgot...

Friday Fight Brusiers from jason phelan on Vimeo.

This made me chuckle, had to watch these two at it a few too many times growing up though, the time which sticks out the most is a fight over who ate a cottage pie which ended in fists flying all over the shop. Good to see time hasn't changed you boys!

peas

Chunder o'clock

Is what i expect Halloween to be for someone, i was supposed to be in Brighton this week but due to a lack of money at both ends, I'm instead spending it reading mind numbing history books,playing megadrive, chain smoking & wishing it was dry enough for me to ride. Although there is a prospect of a quick trip down to Bournemouth for some pre-Halloween wastage with my good Friend Josie, so its not all bad. Anyways i digress back to Halloween yeah everyone knows the best thing about meaningless Americanised holidays when your a student is house parties and Halloween always creates lots of them. I'm still unsure about what my costume should be though at the moment I'm leaning towards either 80's metal zombie or ghost, pretty much just because of the wonderful lack of effort involved in both coupled with the praise I'll get for actually doing anything.Should be good times despite my envy at everyone from back home going to unit 23 halloween jam in Glasgow, but alas there was no room for a wee one in the car.

Anyways im off to read some more shitty books about class mobility & social history, the words in no particular order my, Fuck & life spring to mind.

Peas y'all

Foward rolls & frank turner

I just realised i completely forgot to write anything about seeing frank turner last night despite the fact it was one of the best gigs I've been too recently(and writing about it means i can take my head out of an exceptionally boring history book). I could probably go on about the set list & about how he managed to make largely acoustic music fit well when played with a band but yeah you probably don't want to know, so all I'll say is that you should go buy,beg or steal a copy of love, ire & song which i reckon is his best album to date and pretend you were there yourself, some kinda role play thing.

anyways I'm pretty sure he opened with this which is probably one his best songs, the video's pretty cool as well.



Oh and this is amaaaaaazing, totally what bmx should be about. found it on some Scottish blog.




that is all

peas

Isn' that a shade of paint?

On a slightly lighter note, im well into this new project from Devonte Hynes of lightspeed champion fame its called blood orange and although its pretty different from his lightspeed champion stuff its still really really good, and who said sonmething different is always a bad thing?


http://www.myspace.com/bloodorangeforever

i would definately suggest a wee listen at least

big love

Tea & Pancakes

For once I'm going to write about something that i actually feel matters, how unusual is that eh? Before i explain my disdain for a certain way of thinking, i would like it to be known i in no way have anything against Christians themselves, up until the age of around 11-12 i was brought up in beautiful christian ignorance by my rather religious mother. However i do have a problem with being invited into a 'christian union' for tea & pancakes and the promise 'we are absolutely not trying to convert you' at 2am pre-crushing hangover. I fully understand this was an act of charity & I'm grateful for the tea, i really am but it was the conversation that followed which kinda got me.
It went something like this:

Me: One thing i do have a problem with is Christianity's stigma against gay people, i mean I'm not gay but most of the people I know who are put a lot straight people to shame in terms of human nature, yet their all going to burn for eternity or whatever?

Superhappychrisitandude: We'll i don't really believe that but the bible does say its 'a sin to lie with another man'

Me: people can't help the way they are though, i doubt many people are born with the intention to be gay.

shcd: errrrrrmmmm.....(more bible quotes)

after several minutes of small talk...

Me: what about the whole sex before marriage thing? surely if you believe that 70% of the worlds already in the lift down to hell?

shcd: I believe that if you repent when you do it then its OK.

Me: So you just break the rules and say sorry later?

shcd: errrrrrrrmm.....


I realise that someone will read this and think I'm a complete arsehole, but i have nothing against the belief in a god, we all need some comfort. However i do have a problem with how hypocritical & ridiculous most organised religion is. For example i feel with the exception of maybe do not steal or murder & honour your parents none of the basic priciples set out in the ten commandments have any place in 21st century society, so to base your life on them to me seems frankly ridiculous but hey each to their own im certainly not about to go on a one man crusade against religion.

peas

Bloctober

Bloc party were pretty dang sick last night, it was an interesting night to say the least with the first gig since I've been at uni in a venue larger than a shed which made a something of welcome change and didn't dilute the atmosphere of it at all. In terms of performance i would have preferred a bit more of silent alarm as the only song i remember them playing off it was 'modern love', but meh you can 't have it all & they did play this:



Which was an absolute treat, not sure why there's not a proper video other than this weird drawing thing above but to quote the great men themselves 'if that's the way it is, then that's the way it is' ( ehrrmm cheese).

Anyways the weekend of good music continues with Frank Turner tonight at the student union with household drinking commencing at 5 o'clock, it promises to be a good'un.

peas

Fixie fetish

I know this is very 'un-bmx' & im very likely to get slated and one or two slaps from more bmx faithful friends(tom & james in particular), buuuuuut.... im kinda wanting a bigger bike to cruise about on. This isn't a farewell to bmx (far from it) or my conversion to the gay, pretentious fixie scene either, but i figured I've always loved bikes of all shapes and sizes even when i skated buut if i was to ride something bigger to and from the boozer it would have to be single gear. Also I've heard Leeds & united badman ricky feather has started a fixie/racing bike company and they look fookin rad so in effect I'm supporting another small bicycle rider by buying a bigger bike, go figure. Or have a look here and shut me down for not being 'bmx' enough.

big love

Mans needs...

Once again with my return to uni & more importantly with my winter lifestyle in full effect bmx has once again dropped almost completely off the radar. My days are spent either in uni, sitting around watching films or getting wasted, on some days our household doesn't even get dressed let alone leave the house out into the wank Plymouth winter. This lack of bicycle related activity has its effects in the place of muscles, skinny rib cages and beer guts, in the place of passion and energy, lethargy and chain smoking.

fuck...i need to get back on my bike, even if only to jam about on a kerb or a ledge for half an hour or so, i got my needs.

peas

the above image has nothing to do with this I just thought it was rad, possibly came from streetphire or something who knows?

the best people.

Thought this video was pretty cool and well shot, found it on street pain zine and i totally i agree with what they said about it ,I could relate this to a few people and i guess its probably the better people who've crossed my life.

peas

Almost 10 reasons why im over reading.

1. The PRICE! for like £180 or whatever ridiculously inflated price they are now you could buy:

-10 bottles of decent whiskey/vodka/rum or whatever takes your fancy this is equivalent to ten good nights out or in provided your not a whiskey guzzling machine. Compare this to the fact you get a maximum of 5 good nights at reading if you have an early pass, value for money?

-You could buy a ticket to both bestival & offset which are both amazing and have some change to spare for more whiskey/ketamine/weed or whatever's in your festival itinerary.

-A ticket to dinner with Matt le Tissier, im not sure why this struck me as something interesting but the mans a badass which is all the reasoning I need.

-Tickets for at least 9 bands you actually want to see, and if you go and see cheap bands you could probably manage 18 gigs, i defy anyone who says they saw 18 bands at reading.

2. The lineup is ALWAYS shit, with the exception of 2008 when rage headlined, it usually reads something like Kings of leon, some washed up old band, this years big thing, arctic monkeys kaiser chiefs or something equally as shit, although it has to be said i saw most things in the lockup tent or NME the two years i went this doesn't make it much better.

3. I'm only 19 but I'll be 20 when the next festival comes around, this is something of a problem to me as the average reading goer is 16 years old, freshly out of GSCE's and with £100 courtesy of mummy and daddy to spend on ket and MDMA. I'm not 16 years old thus i find these people pretty irritating, my view of reading is fast becoming some kind of lord of the flies situation with music.

4.Quite simply Glastonbury has better music,better people and is almost worth its price.

5.There really isn't much to do at reading, at every other festival I've been too they have more than a couple of stages and like 15 aids burger/pate vans which all close at like 12 when the music stops.

6. I've been twice and whilst 2007 & 2008 were pretty sweet, going to something your whole college went to which is only 10 miles away is completely different to going to something 180 miles away that no one from my uni goes to. This coupled with the fact twice is enough means my reading days are probably over.

7.I imagine if you took away the music reading represents something like Guantanamo bay or a fetid refugee camp, i often wonder why it is we pay for this?

8. Doing the no pants dance with a girl/boy at reading probably represents the easiest way to get some kind of yeast infection borne of not washing.


Having said all of this if someone offered me a reading ticket, i would probably go if i couldn't sell it.

Autumn mediocrity.

On days like today i feel like my life has little or no purpose, its pissing down outside so we sit in our living room watching endless American sitcoms whilst arguing about who 'put this shit on', an argument which is usually inconclusive when we all give up and wallow in front of it anyway. oh and chain smoking, despite the fact i have to get up and go to the door for this its become a disgustingly habitual part of the day.

Last night we actually managed to move from the sofa to do something other than go to uni, we went all the way to Exeter in fact to see the Cribs. The gig was ok although it did nothing to shake my conviction that all cribs songs sound pretty much the same, despite this i got to jump around for an hour or so which is never bad. I actually preferred the support which was Adam Green of moldy peaches fame, he was a coked up mess but was oh sooo good. In fact i think i may find an album or two now in homage to the great man.

Oh and the above photo has nothing to do with this post other than the fact it was taken in said living room. Apparently i look like some evil pigface character from the n64 game with the fox? my housemate knows how to flatter.

peas

The house that beatrice built..

So I had a pretty sweet weekend (well a pretty good saturday night at least which, well just doesn't happen very often for some reason I'm limited to Fridays and Wednesdays?) not one but two dubstep orientated house parties situated slap bang in the middle of Plymouth and 10 mins from our house. Now im not usually the biggest fan of dubstep i think it sounds a bit like someone farting to a beat and every song sounds the same BUUUUT... i have to admit its amazing 2AM fucked up music & that is exactly what i need in my life.

In further news the 'second year blues' seem to have lifted from our house i don't know if this is because everyone is due to see their loved ones soon but at least we've stopped talking about moving to Bristol or Sheffield or London for a while. I have also realised how incredibly lazy/boring/stagnant im becoming take today for example, hangover aside all i did was move from films to shit american sitcoms back to films on our oh too comfortable sofa, my early new years resolution is to start riding more than twice a week and start shooting some photos again as i definately feel my life lacks a creative dimension at the moment.

peas

Isaac lesser is your boy!

Budget Jam 09 Extras from Mike King on Vimeo.

Here's one of a couple of edits from the uk's premium piss up/jam, this year was off the chain despite some threatened jail terms/fines and general bureaucratic nonsense. Despite having my doubts about it all getting a bit too big time jabronie for my liking big tommy bruza & james came through with the goods once again.Isaac killed everything including himself, tadley boys came and shut down as usual and no one from basingstoke sent anything except a crate! Once again budget jam ended mine and everyone else summer with a massive, hooning bang and i hope for the sake of d.i.y and the southern riding scene this long continues.

oh and props to mike king for the edit theres about a million more equally good ones here

peas