Hey I just felt like I needed to say this for all my people out there...

1. Watching TV is for losers, Getting hyped to watch a TV series could be the gayest thing ever, who could think that Prision Break, or lost was worth 55 minn of your life? I mean really?

2. WHAT THE FUCK IS FANTASY FOOTBALL? If your like me youve been asking yourself this for years. I mean really what the fuck is fantasy football? I think Its like some complicated way for total losers to spend their time during the fall....... "Hey your life sucks cock and you have some shithole office job so here play this bullshit game that is essentally D&D for jocks instead of killing yourself...."

3. Baseball caps are for children................ If your over 25 you should not wear a baseball cap you look like a jerk off.......

no offense to Lemon or 2600, but Flavor of Love is killing it right now
not to mention that it's real.
here's a little breakdown of the season if you haven't been watching:
1) white girl gets beatdown on the first day, totally shook.
2) a white girl gets caught lying and is exposed as a porn star
3) big black girl hershey squirts on the stairs
4) we are introduced to one of the most bizarre whigga-chicks ever, she speaks in the worst ebonics-lite I've ever heard.
5) flav gets a bj by a this chick that talks like Mike Tyson while sleeping with another girl.
speaking of the Wire, people are already calling the new season, the best TV series season ever (Band of Brothers supposedly holds the current title).

No disrespect to 2600, but I gotta take issue with his declaration. Al Swearengen is the motherfucking BOSS, and Deadwood is easily the best show running right now... except the season just ended. But not to fear: The Wire starts up again on Sunday, and HBO will maintain its stranglehold on all television everywhere.

Oh yeah, and Lost is back in October:

"She thought she would let the dog 'have a try'....

slowly growing rumor going around is that Carlos Tevez might join Arsenal. that would be incredible, Tevez and Henry in the same attack? that might be one of the finest examples of the beautiful-ugly, ever. for those who don't about this Argentine, he's an incredible player who did the unthinkable by winning over the rival Brasilians while playing for the Corinthians. according to my Argentine friend Belizan, before the World Cup, Brasilians were actually considering supporting the Argentinian team, just because of Tevez. he plays hard and fast as hell and his face looks like a post-reconstructive surgery (using some monkey parts) after a knife fight (him and Ribery prolly 2 ugliest mugs in futbol). hope this happens, I know Roctakon is holding his breath.

speaking of soccer... seen this shirt? we gots it. link

Ah man... So true.

I was looking around for gear reviews the other day and came accross this site. Pretty informative and way less serious than most of these types of sites... then I checked the front page and they had all these awesome youtube links and crazy gear head / music nerdery going on... which I was just gonna steal and post on the blog as my own "finds." But they've got too much shit. Every single post is a nugget of wtf hilarious, informative, or just fucking cool. Here's a sampling of things you'll find:

yes, that's Pong on an mpc-1000! with links to the "Japanese Jenius" hacker crew's new OS

some crazy German guy trying to make surround sound clothes (this is the Audio Peacock)

...and insane soundwave-controlled rice bug outs (you probably wanna turn the sound real low for this).

i get some hilarious emails about new products...
this one is called (seriously):
PowerSquid Calamari Surge Protector
it goes for 79.95?

This show is stomping a mudhole in every other TV show ever right now.

had my fantasy draft this weekend. it's our 5th year doing this particular league so it's pretty heated. highlights included Herbolich wearing a Juicy Couture jump suit to the draft (then getting denied entry into a bar cause "they don't allow jumpsuits") and Carter picking Antowain Smith in the third round (same dude picked a Derrick Alexander in the third round a year after Derrick retired). here's a snapshot of my team (there's 16 teams in the league, so the talent pool thins out quick). go skins!

your mama is a fundamentalist rebel.

came across this illustration while digging for stuff to put up on my new site. back in our guerilla marketing days of handing out kinko flyers at dj battles, I used this illustration on a flyer to get across one of our original goals of starting the lab, which was to battle the shady Canal Street stereo stores that continually tried to rip us off. These greasy salesmen would give you Technics 1200 at $400s each (going rate back then was about $450-475), then overcharge you on a shitty mixer or crappy needles. I used to get into a lot of stupid negotiations when I had to go buy replacement stylii pre-Lab days. On the other hand, it was definitely a cool barrier to entry back in the days. You had to grind it out to get your setup back then... now all you have to do is order a dj-in-a-box set....

this picture (not a photshop job) basically encapsulates DJ Stress aka K.Lim's
tortured life... where you at playa?
interesting note: oprah's neice on the left

WARNING: this post could be conisidered a total downer, and much more sobering than the usual Estupido entry.

people should write books or articles of about what real life is about. simple universal shit. this is what i have learned so far in my life:
1) everyone masturbates, probably starting in some form at age 5 or 6
2) girls want it as much as boys, probably starting at age 6. use this to your advantage or have regrets in your life forever.
3) making fun of someone else only shows insecurity. if an insecure person attacks you unjustly, attack those insecurities like a muthafucker.
4) it is pre-destined from the time that you come out the VJ, if you will be a star athelete. practice only takes you so far.
5) grades and college don't really matter for the most of us, just make sure to go somewhere that makes you happy. if you are unhappy there, transfer.
6) liberal arts is for suckers.
7) you will be successful if you go to Harvard.
8) friends that you only go out with or "scene" friends are not real friends.
9) bros before hos most of the time.
10) if you want to make a shitload of money, go into finance + banking, but be prepared to sell some of your soul. otherwise, the road to riches is going to be very difficult and highly unlikely. ignore #5 if you are into this.
11) strategize about your money as early as possible. you can get lucky in the stock market a couple of times and think you are invincible, but it will get the best of you at the end. think mutual funds, CDs, and real estate.
12) enjoy eating, it's one of the only true joys in life.
13) shrooms lead to a path of darkness,
14) family comes first. always.

ok, what takes me to my newest entry:
went to my first funeral yesterday. it was a heavy experience. what people don't tell you is that, at a certain age, the people around you start dying. we're not talking one person in a year... it's like a shotgun blast. I've known and indirectly known 4 uncles (plus several other people) that have died this month. you can go crazy thinking about it, but my other thing that I think I've learned is that, once that person is gone, it's a calming experience. it will only make you stronger and help you to get over your own fears and help you to enjoy life even more...
sorry if i have shared too much, just thought you should know.

CBS studios is the shit, I think. All times of the day there is something popping off, you can hear it over the loudspeakers outside. When I walk to work there are troops of half-enthused middle aged women who pretty much own that strip of sidewalk, and they are repping hard with The Price is Right name tags. What they get into after they get out of the show, I really don’t know, but whatever they do, I’m guessing they rock it pretty hard. I’ll walk home at 2am and whole families will be posted up on the sidewalk, lawnchairs and snacks, waiting to be on the next show. I feel their focus.

Today is officially my last day working for TTL. It’s truly been an adventure. Thanks Turntablelab Fam for all the knowledge and experience. I appreciate every bit of it!

Thanks again!

Later!

-Drewzy

Friends at Headinghome Records are brining David Mancuso out to Long Beach on Sept 3rd

Rainbow colors? Here's a throwback mashup. Tubbies be leanin' and rockin' too.

Whoa, I'm kinda into the flying yoga squad, but it unfortunately reminds me of that group the Polyphonic Spree. Yes. There it is. The first mention of the Polyphonic Spree since 2003.

What the fuck was their deal anyway? Did anyone ever figure out if they were actually a real cult or not or were we all just hoping they were a cult so there would be something microscopically interesting about them?

I mean, how did this band NOT have ulterior motives? Look at this guy:

Aside from the Koreshian aspect of the "band," the only cool thing about them was their logo:

...but then once you find out that it's jacked from Herb Lubalin's The Sound of Music logo, that whole theory is out the window.

So yeah, fuck those guys.

Listening to Shackleton's Skull Disco record in the warehouse makes me think of some Natural Wonders soundtrack cuz its so peaceful and meditative. It also made me think of these guys, a early memory from my junior college days back in Cali. These yogic flyer dudes held an assembly in the main auditorium, talking about flying and levitating through yoga. One look at the flyer made me go,"Bullshit," so naturally I went to check them out. What came next BLEW MY FRICKIN' MIND. I must've walked in at the high point, because they just finished their breifing and mission statement and then started hopping up and down like some kung fu frogs in lotus position. Dudes were getting air too, at least knee high. Everyone was laughing and losing their shit but they kept on hopping. The entire scenario was too surreal. Anyways, they never flew or meditated, what a bummer. I later found out on their website that they were only in stage one flying, which is the only stage they show at the demos. To quote the homepage: "Stage Two is flying through the air for a short time. Stage Three is complete mastery of the sky." Stage three, I'm feeling that. Stay Fly muffugas.

finally got around throwing up a site for myself,
check it out:
phgraphicdesign.com

i threw up mostly old stuff up there,
and will continue to dig through my messy folders
and update it from time to time...

Listening parties on both coasts for Dilla's new BBE album The Shining!

NEW YORK INFO:
this is a proper party, featuring dj sets from
THE ABSTRACT (special Dilla tribute set)
HOUSESHOES
JAMAL ALI
doors 9pm, cover $10
Elements, 225 E Houston St.

LOS ANGELES INFO:
this is a Lab in-store listening party, featuring dj set by
RHETTMATIC (Beat Junkies)
plus tons of giveaways: t-shirts, stickers, posters, etc.
7-9pm
Turntable Lab, 424 N. Fairfax Ave.

We also have The Shining up for pre-order on the site with a
Lab Exclusive t-shirt deal. Check it out here.

it appears the lab bloggers have hit the summer wall....
nothing like some youtube downtime...

matt hensley's part from the first H-Street video, one of the best....

hensley's part from Hokus Pokus, another classic

and who can forget super sonic skate camp? that was mash-up back in 88...

FULL TIME CUSTOMER SERVICE POSITION
- brooklyn office
- 5 days a week
- must be quick on the computer
- must be a good problem solver
- must be able to handle customers
- product catalog knowledge a big plus
- no stoners

email resumes to:
anthony/at/turntablelab.com

INTERNS WANTED
- brooklyn office
- 2 day minimum commitment
- $10 daily stipend
- credit or no credit
- all purchases at cost

email resumes to
chris/at/turntablelab.com

fascinating article about a mystery man
who paid 95 million for a Picasso...

just got back from a week in rhode island for a week relaxation and important business. rented a house with a bunch of friends, and basically ate the entire time. aside from food, drinking, and the beach, there's nothing to do here, which is how vacations should be... this is the area's signature dish, clam cakes and chowdah. rhode island chowdah is definitely my favorite... it's not creamy and thick like the kind you get in restaurants, it's more like broth with a touch of milk. as for clam cakes, they're fried balls of goodness. if your in narragansett, go to the Starboard Galley, the ideal waterfront clamshack.

next, this place is probably one of the best seafood restaurants in the world. they wood grill lobsters in an open kitchen... and they serve the best linguini with clams I've ever had.

saturday was basically an 8 hour BBQ. grilled corn, dogs, burgers, watermelon... we devised this soccer penalty shootout with these crucifix-like clothes hangers. PH and Boy Genius vied for this new Belt event, and PH won, of course. The shot above is goalie Willystyle in action (shout out to Diner Old Boys soccer squad with two victories last night).

this is the best seafood restaurant in the world. Champlin's in Galilee. No frills, deck seating, twin lobsters. The fried stuff is awesome too. PC made an awesome observation, calling the monster Fried Platter: "a pupu platter from the ocean." We probably killed more than a dozen lobsters that night. Willystyle went neanderthal on twins, sitting at his own table, using no technique, and throwing guts on the floor. What a sight.

at night, we shacked up in the house and played poker and drinking games. Jason introduced us to this new game called "Korean Mafia," which is where two or three players get secretly assigned to be Mafia, and the table tries to figure out through discussion and reading each other. There's tons of nuances and strategy in the game, pretty crazy for something that uses no props. Another favorite was "007," where we picked on the white guy and filipino chick, who could drink like horses.

after a week of smashing clam cakes and corn, Boy Genius gets stoopid. Awesome related side story, the Genius literally blew up the plumbing at his girlfriend's parents' house. Dispicable.

exorcise your monday morning demons....
(via induce)

Im In LA...... One night Only, for this. Gonna be crazy. Come out.

ROC..... Bi Costal

A couple of weeks ago was my first time to Los Angeles.

First of all, if you're gonna be spending 30+ hours a week sitting in traffic, mount one of THESE to your dash. Quit texting people about nothing and record your album in the car. Here you can see Sven aka Unitard composing the hit "Wake Up, Masturbate, Then Go Back to Sleep"

The next day the Keyboard King and I managed to Michna our way into a very large studio, where we were told to "use anything we want"

There was a secret room full of metal boxes like this, all containing session tapes. I was not able to take anything. I think the Britney/DFA demo is in here..

We got to go disco digging with this guy. Jemz got nervous and kept calling him Darshan. Fuck disco I listen to rave.

That weekend was a nice party at Little Temple. Extra flavor points to the girl tearing up the dancefloor with her triple money sign rims that strobed out when she spun.

Nerd Alert! My boy Eli-173 has souped up his 1200 for ultimate vinyl recording. The tonearm floats in a bed of silicon juice (if you've ever built RC cars this is like fancy oil filled shocks), The slipmat is space age NASA rubber, (as well as the feet), and to top it off he has the alloy clamp to lock the record down.

When it was time to crash I would return to the lab pad to find dirtballs like this lurking around at 5am.

Fresh off his arrest!

So this may be old news for those of you more connected with whatever streets this kinda shit takes place on, but I was reading Murder Dog for I think the first time ever last night and saw an ad and a brain cell-destroyingly awfully written review of an album by a group called Zhinin. The schtick seems to be a cross between Insane Clown Posse, Marilyn Manson, and Quad City DJs. Ladies (oh who am I kidding? Do ladies even read this?) and gentlemen, I give you... ZHININ!

Go to the website and listen to the music. It makes this whole thing even harder to comprehend. This is like Dungeons & Dragons / Strip Club / Beavis & Butthead / Sci-Fi Porn / Cosmic Frat Party Rap.

I wish I had an image of the actual ad to post here cause it would blow your fucking minds. It's like the dude with the purple face paint completely naked with a black "censored" type bar over his wang and he's leaning up against a wooden stool and there was like a blond white girl lying on the floor maybe reading a book in front of him. But if you really wanna see it, it's right near the back cover inbetween 50 different "THIZZ IS IT!!!" compilation ads in the newest issue of Murder Dog with Project Pat on the cover.

OK..... I'm Back......

Thanks for moving the blog and not telling me.....

Now don't get me wrong, I love basement suburban shit as much as the next guy, but does anyone really give a shit where pete's table tennis hangout is? I mean its probably in korea town, and to get in you probably have to be a korean, or bring some kimchee or have some phone that lights up and plays the theme song to tokyo drift.....

That bonde de roe in store video, reminded me of my last root canal......

Wich reminds me I saw Diplo today, kinda wanted to tell him how much I like the Gold Lion remix he did, but he disapeared before I could. so.......... there u go...

Speaking of remixes, my shit...... Comming soon..... can be peeped at my MYSPACE add me if you dare, and dare to check out my friends some great dj's doing damage outside of the "Fader Mag and TTL Type Hype Machine"

FROM HERE ON OUT ITS THE YEAR OF THE ROC

it was an EPIC night at the secret spot yesterday. Frogman was in town, so was Stony's bro Dom, and Ross The Former Intern. i took them to the secret spot for a little pong action. After guzzling several PBRs and warm up games with Wayne aka Boy Wonder, we split up into teams consisting of Frogman and Dom vs. PH and Ross The Former-Intern.

Game One
The bet: loser guzzles a PBR.
Ok, we're all probably a sixer deep at this point, everyone is feeling fine. PH + Ross TFI totally dominate the first game. After years of being Stony's bitch-boy, Dom could not handle the mental pressure and PH's notorious trash speak. Then followed the most shocking moment of the night... The Frogman refused to pay up on his bet. It was the weakest, most pathetic scene I've seen. Now you know why he lost the nickname "Toughskins." He was whining about "how he doesn't chug anymore" etc. Three words: I smell pussy. After his own teammate harassed him and PH almost burst a vein, Frogman did the most pathetic chug job, taking no less than 6 chugs to get down the can.

Game Two
The bet: Frogman nixed another chug bet (pathetic!), so we decided on loser buys entrance fee to our favorite strip.
Ok, more domination here. After his pathetic display, Frogman loses all confidence. PH and Ross TFI dominate even more.

Game Three
The bet: Loser pays table fee...
Kinda anti-climactic. Frogman and Dom rally to take the game.

next we switched to Foosball.

Game Four
The bet: Frogman's team loses, each ponies up a stack of singles for usage in strip....
In a surprising turn of momentum, Dom unveils his uncanny Foosball skills. He spent a semester in Amsterdam, where he must have honed his skills. Frogman + Dom win,

Game Five
The bet: basically it's a clean slate since PH + Ross TFI lost, so the stakes switch to punches in the arm.
Dom dominates once again and PH gives him the name "Rainman," not because he's raining down shots, but because he's special like Dustin Hoffman in that movie with Tom Cruise. Dom and Frogman punches were as soft as Chipotle burrito pillows.

and the night continued...
more PBR, more punches, etc.

ps.
i've already revealed the spot to 2 people, if anyone else asks me, I'll ignore you.

pps.
anyone catch the flavor of love season premiere when that big gurl hershey squirted on the stairs?

ppps

So Diplo and the Bonde Do Role folks stopped by the LA store for a quickie dj set and little freestyle thing yesterday afternoon before their downtown LA show. It started at 5 so disregard the sparse attendance; anyway it was kinda nice to do a mellow in store that didnt go until 11pm and wreck the place. Marina and the Bonde guys were real cool, and she still puts on a crazy show with her arm all discombobulated. AND check those two at 00:45. Classic. Thanks to Chris, Wes, and Brahma beer for the freebos. Brahma in the afternoon sun was not a bad thing. Willow filming, Frogman's camera.

ph,
soccer sucks... i prefer this ball kicking.
-shady

The latest in the lab's "Don't Step" series has finally dropped. Get it here.

can anyone explain why this cd went for $300+ on ebay? didn't know "rare mississippi g-rap" was such a hot commodity. what you know about that Ayres? (sent in by the Bogman)

ps.
tornado kicks are awesome.

pps.
this guy applied for a job at the lab once.

Erasure friended me on Myspace today. How weird is that? Well, it’s not that weird actually it’s kind of awesome. If you play records for other people and you don’t have a copy of “Chains of Love” have you been living inside a cave or something?

Seriously.

Ok, so I just moved this past Saturday. I’m no longer in Queens. I now reside in the L.E.S. My room is now really small though so I’m basically living on top of a ton of records.

If any of you confused lab blog readers want to buy any records holler at me (drpitts “at” gmail.com).Gabber/Hardcore/House/Pop/80’s/Drom and Bass/Downtempo/Whatever… I went through a lot of musical phases though my teens and within the past few years.

I turn 25 in a few weeks I need to get my act together.

Oh and by the way I saw Kathleen Turner the other day at the Mac store. She’s still actually kind of hot, but not “Serial Mom” hot though.

Also, live Warrant LP releases are seriously hurting my wallet right now. Who knew that shit would be so hard to find. I’m currently working on a Warrant mixtape. Be prepared (It was basically either Warrant or Ratt but Warrant has a lot more variety in my opinion).

P.S. The song “Victim of a Crime” off of Phoenix’s second album is my current jam.

The Production Squad here at lab consists of Snackmaster, Lemon-Red, and myself. Lemon's out right now, touring on a bus overflowing with Brazilian girls right now, namely CSS and Bonde Do Role, so Snack and I are holding it down, giving you that daily. Here's a sneak peak at what makes our work seem like home.

P-Love gave this little ditty to the Frogman , but has since been passed on to me, when the frogman, bounced to the left coast. The green post-it actually reads, "For all audio complaints, pull barrell." For all those who don't know, the barrell hides a hugely unproportional third leg that salutes all who fall victim.

Promo only. Vanilla scented. Who wants to be caught ridin' stanky?

This was sent to us by one of our favorite artists, Jason Jagel, of the Dudley Perkins and MM Food cover fame. He rocks.

This thing is fucking great. During a three day frenzied cleaning of the warehouse, I came up on this archeological relic from the height of the Turntablist era. Its about 5 times the size of your normal 45 adaptor and ten times as heavy. Consider it a medicine ball for skratching. Guess it beats having to carry around one of those finger muscle builders, which in public gives off that "I'm a pyschotic strangler" vibe.

Ever wonder how Snackmaster got his name? This ration box contains some of the most delicious goodies one can get, and I sit right next to him. Butter nut popcorn with macadamias, gummi cherries, garlic cracker nuts, garlic flavored cornick (which kicks cornnuts ass, cause they're lighter and more potent), and Regal Dynasty Delight's cookies with soft cream and raspberry centre. I wont encroach on Snack's treasure box, but every now and then while I'm sweating trying to put up records for ya'll, I'll get a tap on a shoulder with an open bag held in front of me, and a "yo dude." Respect.

Coat-tailing on the office supply posts, here's a few things from the RE:UP studio.

The Tijuana Cockfighter
Go to hell with your Kubricks and Kaws Companions. This right here is a hand made cockfight toy only available in the streets of my favorite city... TJ, Baja California, Mexico. Some cork, feathers, and some wire is all that is needed to make any child's dream come true. Swivel it around, and it look's like they are pecking each other to death. 5 Pesos.

Mermaid torso with light-up yams.
Found this one in a club I was DJing at back in San Diego years ago. The nipples still blink after all these years.

Tony Alva FreshJive Book
I'm not one to name drop, but...

A selection of artwork
Of course, it's yet to be hanged, and will most likely be sitting in the same place 6 months from now. The painting of the kid is by me grandmama... an image of yours truly when I was a wee lad growing up in SoCa.

Herman Miller Aeron
I cannot stress this enough!!! Like Pete mentioned before in his post regarding carpel tunnel and having the right mouse and keyboard to fix it, a good office chair is an absolute necessity. Well worth the money if you plan on sitting on your fat ass all day. Highly recommended.

The Apex TV
It's huge, ways a ton, and only cost $100. When I bought this beast, I thought it would only last 6 months... lo-n-behold, this guy's alive and kickin for 3 years now. What a deal. For those not in the know, Apex brand is Circuit City's generic electronics company. Still waiting for the Lab to pick that line up.

our good friend Willystyle, aka the Korean-American Psycho, got hitched last weekend. destination: park city, utah. this is where they have sundance every year (remember the scene from entourage?), plus the olympics a few years back. beautiful place in the summer, highly recommended.

rehearsal dinner? all you can down chicken & ribs. solid choice. here, your hero wolfs down a 3 ribber.

ph and boy genius continued their quest for brotherhood belts (currently PH holds all the belts except for ESPN Zone football toss) with a new event, the alpine slide. this is basically a luge type track all the way down an intermediate hill. this event ended on a tie, a first in the epic series.

the reception was DJ'ed and MC'ed by Boy Genius. this guy has the best wedding mic presence I've ever heard. he killed the crowd with witty jokes, timely rewinds (who does that a wedding?), and a fierce 80s finale. holler at him for your next function: hahnpaul (at) gmail.com.

BG was so good, that Willystyle's dad went completely MC Hammer. now we see where Willy gets it.

Jando, aka the poor man's Tom Cruise, ripped open his shirt during "Sweet Child O Mine"

Who does this at their own wedding? Willystyle avec shades clears the dancefloor with beer spraying. I think this was during the night's climax: Kelly Clarkson's "Since You've Been Gone" aka the ultimate wedding song ever (second place: "Pour Some Sugar On Me")

after the show it's the Boy Genius afterparty. check out those poses, looks straight outta THE GRIND.

the legend of Boy Genius lives on. that girl he's with is Moon, who ranked #53 on Maxim's Hot 100 List (not joking).

Boy Genius strikes again! sandwich action.

i found this dude back at our hotel. major drama with him and his girlfriend at the afterparty. somehow he ended up in the hallway, fully dressed with the remote control next to him. solid!

fun times...
willystyle,
congrats from the Lab

Inspired by the flux of "Crap lying around our office" type blogs, here's a bunch of crap lying around ours...

Pill Book beat juggle.

Zines, sketchbooks, and tons of money.

Who am I? Elmo mothafuckaaaaaaaaa.

Lots of ink.

Remember when 251 was considered to be a ton of dudes? Now it's like nothing.

putting up Beer Fest the other day got me thinking about the
obsession I had with renting movies back in the 80s. From the
time I was about 8 till 14 or so I watched movies like a mother
fucker. There was a long (and proud) stretch where I could
walk into any movie store and could say "seen it, seen it, seen
it, seen it" to every single cover in the comedy + horror sections.

Anyway, these are two flics that got me started on the trail, both
rented in the same night for my friend's 9th birthday party:


fuckin C.H.U.D. and Blame It On Rio! (click for trailers) so sweet.
can you believe parents let us rent this shit back then?

the cackling hyena and his partner Geology
take their nyc party to the west coast,
r u ready?

so much blogworthy shit has come my way lately...
that weekend of the server being changed really pinched
my flow, so here's a couple things I wanna post before I lose em:

working on my 2D game
I stole this from soul strut, but fuck it. This is one of the most amazing things Ive encountered on the interweb. Absofuckinglutely reeeediculous level of nerd-dom, and a truly fascinating adventure. Yes adventure, like somebody's internal space mountain.... he basically lays his whole life out for you in convenient faqs and lists and stuff. Be sure to explore- you could be there for weeks with all the shit he's got documented. for example, here's his description of his favorite song:

Topping my list, as it has been for 11 years (since mid-1994) is Out Where the Lake Is (988.3 compatibility, twice as good than the next highest). My calculations show that I've listened to this song anywhere from 900,000 to 1,200,000 times (each loop is 63.5 seconds long at the average 76% true speed). Next up is Desert Zone (around 984 compatibility) which has anywhere from 300,000 to 600,000 plays. These are the two most listened to songs. This isn't a joke either. If you check my blog, for example, you can see that, when I get a new song, it'll often be played for several thousand times before I get bored of it and switch. See the "music" section for more details on this. Both of these songs are from "Bubsy in: Claws Encounters of the Furred Kind" (levels 10 and 7 (7 after the train)). In general, however, songs that are purely instrumental are the only types of songs I truly enjoy. The most- liked song that has lyrics is "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" - the oldies version in particular (at 932 compatibility, about 1/30 as good as my top favorite, or 56 times better than neutral, still very considerable).

This looks pretty fucking funny. Im so down with the return of 80s post teen beer
boobs comedy. That shit rules.

and then there's this: starlings going crazy on a red cedar.... toah-tally man!

So I didnt get a chance to post these last week, but the Sound In Color
+ Om in-store was another great one. Thanks to everybody who came
out, plus Jon Kim and the SIC crew, Blu, Exile, Strange Fruit Project,
DJ Soy for and the pics and Mickey's Malt for the green grenades.
Link to the Willow footage here
Tonite we got Oh No and PBW (see below).

about twice a year, i go through the lab shelves to slim down the bulk. i'm not talking about the product shelves, rather the shelves of worthless crap, valuable crap, and invaluable crap, we've accumulated over the years. you know: promo cds, zines, books, chotchkeys, letters, etc.... it's a rather organic system. we build up the crap, i go through it, throw a bunch of it out, i put some into boxes and hide them away in the office, the rest of the stuff just sits there and festers. here's some of the stuff I came across today...

i got really into buying things on ebay around 2000 which coincided with my fantasy basketball fanaticism. i bought about 6 Starting Lineups, then I stopped. these are my favorites, Mutombo in early Sixers uni, Manute Bol in the old school Denver outfit (continually ranked as the ugliest NBA outfit ever) *not pictured*, and Iverson rookie pre-corn row + tats.

Life Sucks Die was one of the greatest magazines ever! for those who don't know, it was a sick midwestern gumbo of graf, zine-type writing, and an awesome sense of fun. although they were printing up full-color mags, they kept it real diy, printing up black and white zines on the side like this one here. Monster Yabbos made quite impression on us, you might catch some references to this zine in old lab reviews. this is one of my favorite craps in the collection.

this is some Nostradamus-type shit. this zine could see beyond it's xeroxed body and see that it was meant to be crap. this is actually one of my favorite zines. it was a descendent of the Ego Trip crew's early zine-type work. I think this guy only made two issues, what a shame.

start of the "where are they now?" section. ha-ha. blog bad-ass The Roc with this mix he sent us when he was still living in DC as a "turntablist" in the Goonies crew. I love the execution and creativity. Middle school hip-hop tape... Roc takes his turntable setup to a middle school and takes photo... all while representing his crew with the Goonies shirt. So official.

this CD was given to us by our college buddy Gordon back around 2000. he and his friends later went off to start Surface 2 Air. Gordo was way ahead of his time, crafting some a cool new wave sound before the whole electroclash thing went down.

this was the first CD Diplo ever sent us. I think we took 10 copies, sold em, and never had em again (cd-129!). this was his first album, a precursor to the Florida album. we might put it out someday.

a controversial piece. we put these Solesides cassette tapes up on the site a few years back, quite rare and still sealed. there was a big hoo-ha about how they were bootleg and stuff, but we just kept quiet. jokes on you paranoid mofos, these were the real deal.

the early roots of Money Studies. we worked out a deal with Bobbito to press up some old Stretch and Bobbito shows on cassette tapes. Some were available in the states, but most went to Japan. real classic stuff, this particular one featured a young Roc Raida, blazing the late night NYC airwaves.

coming soon to the lab...

sorry fellas and fellatios,
I know you have been missing my posts, but I've
been travelling, working on my movie.
i've been doing a lot of stuff in Thailand, which has been sweat.

anyway here's my shady link of the day (explicit): JIGGA WHAT?

shady dude

Ha Seung-Jin, one of the most talented and handsome NBA players, got traded to the Bucks today... Gorea fihting!