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chink in armor=flaw in movie
pretty fuckin good. peace.
pope: “look shit happens. the important thing is that we all learned from this and we can move on. still friends?”
child: ” definitely!”
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sometimes i find myself reading interviews i’ve done and think “wow i really came off like a cool, smart and honest guy in that there interview! i’m the best!”then i read the comments (if the interview is online) or the letters in the next months issue (if in a mag) and realize that about 50% of the people who read that there interview thought i came off like an arrogant, flippant prick. the first 1000 times i told myself that my particular style of cunning and insightful dry wit which is combined with a zesty dose self mockery and then splashed with a hair of good old fashioned fuck you all swagger simply just didn’t always translate as well as i would like to the written word. then i realized something. it doesn’t translate that well to life, either. and its made me realize that there is always a chance for a man to search deeply in to his heart and… god dammit lady shut your fucking baby up already im trying to blog here! what was i saying?
its hard to determine what the best part of seeing chin chin live is. could it be the incredible band, the hot sweaty dancing women, the contagious fun that manages to make even the crumudgeonist of motherfuckers like me grin goofily and dance? maybe. seeing wilder zoby in a one piece denim pimp suit is amusing, too.
I have decided to make the mp3s of disc one of theWEAREALLGOINGTOBURNINHELLMEGGAMIXX2 (tour only limited edition double disc cds) available FOR FREE. You won’t get the Eat My Garbage CD (disc 2), nor will you get the amazing original artwork by Travis Millard or the bragging rights of owning a cd that is going for 150 (so ive been told) bucks a pop on EBAY. But to be honest i felt kind of bad not letting fans who weren’t able to go to the shows hear this stuff. and besides it aint like its not being spread here and there on the net anyway. Also, for those lucky 500 who bought the limited pressings I am offering to replace any of the cds that may have been blank. Unfortunately I have heard that a small portion were, which sucks dick and makes me feel like an asshole at the same time. So in a bid to quell the justified pain and borderline rage some have felt popping in a blank cd please send your blank cd to Def Jux 115 South Oxford St.Suite # 556Brooklyn NY 11217 and we will send you a replacement of the cd only, keep your packaging. love, el meggamixx2
shit sucked. peace.
i am starting a new ongoing investigation in to how much manhattan can suck my dick and brooklyn is the shit. this is hard hitting and gritty journalism at its best and it starts today: bars in manhattan fucking blow. they never have good music, food, atmospheres, etc. thats why i am spending this thursday in good old motherfucking brooklyn. stop 1: Franks on fulton st. dive bar, cheap booze and The Juggs are playing tonight. stop 2: Barret on vanderbilt ave. insane drinks, go go dancers, food until 4am and my man Taco of the mighty CHIN CHIN djs there with my homie DJ PRESERVATION (mos defs dj). in the meantime some coked up 20 year old will be telling parralel universe el-p how much she likes david bowie and donovan while showing me her “ink” and winking at josh hartnet. in manhattan. editors note: im not talking about williamsburg. williamsburg is the only place in brooklyn that sucks harder than manhattan as a rule no matter what the circumstance.
this applies only to those living in downtown manhattan: i know this guy. he’s smart, funny and he actually gives a flying fuck. he also has an outside chance of winning despite all of those attributes. hes going up against a guy who is basically the darth vader of ny politics. peep
