May 31, 2008
May 29, 2008
May 27, 2008
Ween - Beacon Light - Baltimore, MD - 11/23/2007
Looking up to the sky
Made me realize; made me want to fly
To a place far away
Where they're singing songs and making love all day
Somewhere beyond the sun
Where an atom splits and an ounce is a ton
[CHORUS:]
So don't you be late
I see the beacon light and it's on
So strap on my jammy pack
Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone
The people all dance
With their big long arms and a peach in their pants
Picking fruit from the sky
As the demon ship goes passing them by
I'm not sure if it's love
But it's coming down from the heavens above
[CHORUS:]
So don't you be late
I see the beacon light, and it's on
So strap on that jammy pack
Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone
So don't you be late
I see the beacon light, and it's on
So strap on that jammy pack
Fuel it up, 'cause I'm gone
(These lyrics aren't quite right, I don't think, but... you get the idea)
Labels: ween
May 26, 2008
Found on fllllickrrrrrz, continued
Photo by Alex Robertson.
May 24, 2008
May 23, 2008
Shrinky Effect
Labels: photography, photoshop, spring feverz, weerd
May 22, 2008
May 16, 2008
May 14, 2008
Another volcano seen from space
I can't upload images for some reason. Stupid internets. Click the link to get the visuals.
May 12, 2008
May 11, 2008
May 09, 2008
May 08, 2008
May 06, 2008
found on that flicker-site
"ghost around the corner" by kneejerky
May 05, 2008
Santogold - L.E.S. Artistes [Official Music Video]
Excellence. The first part of this video is just too awesome. The minimalist dance moves are awesome, I have a crush on both of those girls on the sides. The second half gets annoying... even though the little scenes are pretty cool, it's just too much with the abstracted violence, I keep waiting it to go back to the coolness of the first half, but instead it gets all screamy and a little too 'art school.' The song itself is great though, I highly recommend the whole album. Santogold, by Santogold.
Labels: music, spring feverz
May 04, 2008
WEEN - The Grobe - Ft. Lauderdale 2008
sometimes the ones you hold so close can make you cry
but it's a pain in the ass to let 'em go
with a battered wish you hoped that the monkey wore a tie
but it's no surprise to find he don't
put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
and take a little sniff of the things below
bring it to a boil and simmer low
put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
watch the worker shield his heart from the world outside
didn't get a chance to let him know
Alsace is spinning fast and wine mixed with the tide
please don't let my brain explode
put the pointed pencil in the pepper-po
and take a little sniff of the things below
bring it to a boil and simmer low
put the noodle on the griddle as it climbs the Grobe
May 03, 2008
May 02, 2008
emerald fire
Labels: photography, spring feverz




























