Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Dance On The Hump Day

Keeping with the Gang theme! I don't dance BTW. I lean nicely!

Barn in the USA....

Pick up the phone and call PETA because I am about to beat a dead horse, If you tune in then your well inept of my passion for America and all it's hidden beauty. Everyday life and all the things that make up a day, a week, a month, a year, a decade and so on usually confine us to our local surroundings in which we are immune to noticing the scenery. Well, when my work week comes to an end, I tend to head out of that local radius and seek out inspiration, relaxation and what I like to call treasures in America's backdrop. In my travels there has always been a magnetic draw to barns that sit amongst the greenest of grass and the bluest of skies. My mom grew up on a farm in Nottingham, Pa. and when I was young we would drive out and look at the old farm were she grew up, she would tell me all about their little life out there. One of the other early memories I have of barns is a pretty cool storybook-esque memory. My best friend growing up Ronnie Borsuk lived in Chester, Pa. those that know anything about Chester know that it is Cutty like Mr Ranks. Well, as life came to be it was time for his family to move out of the neighborhood, they weren't just relocating to the next town over they were heading 3 hours away to Carlisle, Pa. I was heartbroken my best friend practically my brother was moving away and I couldn't ride my bike to his house anymore. He moved away and we stayed in touch and I would bust his balls about becoming a hick and a hillbilly and what not, so I finally made the trek with my uncle to go visit him and his family, my uncles were close friends with his folks so we headed out in my uncles 65' shoebox nova to the country for a visit. It was a new world for me, we went out that next morning exploring, and exploring is exactly what we did, I felt like Chris Columbus when he found America, walking and hiking for miles through corn fields, woods, creeks etc. Well, we stumbled upon this huge old barn in the middle of nowhere. It had been abandoned and was really creepy we walked around inside with fear of the unknown, I was always kind of a scaredy cat about that type of stuff anyway. Anyway we are creeping around this dark barn with creeky floors and doors, and a bird flies out of a nook and I take off running. Ronnie yells "its cool its cool get back here", so I come back and we look around a little more throwing rocks through the glass windows and carrying on being kids when out of nowhere we think we spot someone and we take off running like crazy. Never knew if someone was there or not but I probably scared him and we both weren't sticking around to meet Mr.? or be a part of some Brother, where art thou stuff! So, to top off my weekend in the country, later that weekend his older sister and him had some of their newly made friends over and I'm not gonna say much, but I will say that bottles were spinning and I had made out with a girl for the first time in my life and it was in a barn on the second floor and we were definitely sitting on hay!!! LOL If your bored with my story then disregard and move on with these pics of barn ads and signs from America's rural towns.

My dream barn house.

Mail Pouch original wall dogs around 1925

Legendary Harley Warrick the man behind the Mail pouch mystique.

Pennsy and Ohio play a big part in Barn life and Mail pouch barn ads...Here's to OHIO!

Viva Americana...

Wit The Crown, Naturally

A little Philadelphia handstyle history lesson from Illadelphia's own eNeM from a clip taken from the film Infamy. Which can be watched in pieces on U. Tube. I remember when I was about 10 or 11, I was going to a Temple bball game on a Sunday afternoon, my boys Aunt worked at Temple and always took us to games, it was dope. But my most memorable Sunday afternoon was in about 1996 or 97. Enem and dudes like Snow, Ces, TKid, Yes2, and a few others were rocking the wall at 5 and Cecil B.. I was mesmerized. I only saw pieces like that in magazines, and now the dudes were drawing in my blackbook. I never imagined anything was possible. I look at my stepson, who is 9, and I cant believe that when I was roughly his age all I wanted to do was scribble in copybooks and listen to the Beastie Boys, Wu Tang, and Rakim. My older cousin Jeffro always made me real cool mixtapes. They were the soundtrack to my youth.

On a side note, its pretty funny the dudes you looked up to and admired when you were a kid and then when you grow older and wind up meeting them, its a pretty funny thing. Some of them are crackheads, dopers, stock brokers. The world is round, and so is life as I know it.

This clip also features a type from one of Bad Luxury's own. Enjoy.

5 more days til first pitch. Lets go Phils.

Wu's Out For Summer

Wu-Massacre out today


Pay me for this photo you hip sneaker store!!

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Most Famous Artist, Who Was A Non-Artist

Bad Luxurists,
A man once said "In the future, everyone will be world-famous for 15 minutes." The man who coined the phrase was Andy Warhol. Andy Warhol is one of a few artists who has had a piece fetch 9 digits. Yeah, a hundread million for the "Eight Elvises". Rediculous. Im holding onto to Mr. Warhols quote because hopefully in those 15 minutes I may have, I can make enough money to quit slavin for the man.

To watch PBS's American Masters: Andy Warhol, you can pledge like 1,000 dollars to PBS or watch it in 12 parts on YouTube. I'll go with option 2. Enjoy.

Music to Driveby