I saw my friend Evan for the first time in many years on Saturday. His new band ‘One for the both of you’ was playing at UNCG. UNCScenesboro. olol. I’m pumped for them to get some music pressed, shit was on point. Unrelated: Caryn is in town! Mike + Caryn = some fucking ridiculous handheld camera moments. Related: Wake Radio owns the Speakeasy. Related (to first...
It should be unlawful
to live where you can’t see the stars.
Winston-Salem by bicycle
Tonight it smelled like charcoal and honeysuckle. I ran into Jared, Cedric, and Kim. Then I showered. It was a big night.
DAVID BRAUN PRESENTS:
Your guidance counselor was wrong.
A girl from the Coathangers just called our station? Fuck yeah!
I want nature to spit in my mouth. I want to eat red, red meat. I want to feel it digesting inside of my body. I support animal testing.
Why am I blogging so much today? Regardless, Rooftop+Dazzle Ships=better than your shitty night. Also, just like reading Seneca’s letters over again last year made it frighteningly clear to me how much that pseudo Stoic influenced me in my younger years, burning all of my folk punk for a friend has turned my clock back a good bit. I think I’m going to retreat into romanticism,...
Happy day after/birthday of Rome. You know, whether Method Man or The Auspices are more imortant to you.
Kick it, Winston. →
Just ran into Jim Jamz at Krankies, he gave me a link to some kind of private BR mailing list and pointed me towards some new shit. Here’s one of the tracks. I didn’t even think he’d recognize me. Turns out he’s about to go on his honeymoon. Get ‘em, Jael. Holy damn I love being in Wake Radio.
Bicycle Day →
So last night Bicycle Day, Battle Rockets and Nathan & Patrick played the inaugural free house show at Treetown show space. This is the start of something good. Bicycle Day is sweet and delicious and opened up their home and beers for a large amount of people. Battle Rockets donated their communist flag to the house and rocked our fucking brains out. Nathan & Patrick are twins.
Let some mysterious chunk of space debris puncture the roof and set me free.
On a couch with Mike.
caldwelltanner: pretty flawless. owenparsons: joshruben: For those of you who comment, we salute you. We Didn’t Start The Flame War, written by Streeter, produced by Sam and Ben, directed by Ben and I. I know I post a lot of videos, but I’m especially proud of this one. I JUST KNOW you’ll like it. But seriously, if you do, please digg it. Perfect. In case you missed it, THE INTERNET.
Memories don't go away.
SAPPY REMINISCENT BLOG POST! Whoop. Thanks, Kevin Barnes.
Ay. So if I podcast’d my dance music show, would you kids download it from here? Get buck, y’all.
wakeradio: Kid Cudi ft. Kanye West, Common- Poke...
Keffiyeh’s are still fashionable? Who knew. Carleigh: “Do you even know what PLO stands for?” Shit was fun. I cannot hear very well. 8 minute club mix of every Lady GaGa song I’ve ever heard? Yes, please.