So in continuing with my title ix abiding “evening of the blogging field” i’ve added another female to the blogging roster.

Her name is Adri. She’s in a band called SHEEEP that is really good. She has an obsession with thrift shopping and animal tails. She’s a photographer and is a mini cobrasnake when ron and mark are globetrotting the world and need someone to take photoz. She also models sometimes and basically that completes her title as “girl that makes kids from midwest move to LA in hopes of being model/ musician/artist type.”

So ya that’s Adri in my little nutshell, um i’m sure she does other stuff too. So you should ask her what else she does in the post she just made about ROCK OF LOVE you can do that by clicking here and viewing that bad boy.

Part 1

The Cobrasnake

So i’ve had half my life (my internet life) removed from me for the last 3 months or so on that damn tour bus. No streaming videos and certainly no party photo sites, no way i’m loading 23423234 images at once on 5k connection.

So it’s nice to do a compare contrast type thing now that I have it again. Let’s check out things that are still relevant in the most recent set of photos I care about.

FRISCO DISCO

First off all those frisco parties that Riche and Jeff throw are EPIC! So much funnnn OMG. When I did Blow Up SF I almost died best party of the year.

Anyways back to these photos.

First of all: Vintage tanks making fun of my home state are still cool

In San Fran you can literally make love in this club.

Shutter Shades are still an epidemic that need to be stopped.

Brick is an original Yay Area thizzed out hyphy guy.

Brick’s part asian drunken/dancing redface pulls alll the beezys in the 415.

Nida is still all hottie azn.

LoveFoxxx lives in San Francisco Now.

Preface: I love both parties involved equally. I just find this funny. I love djs. I love gays. In closing, I love all gay djs equally, even franki and steve.

I like two types of drama. I like drama that does not involve me and drama between boys. This excerpt from the iheartcomix email blast-on-blast today has both of those things.

Those that pay attention to me, are aware i detest mass emails. But a few actual email readers reccomended me opening this. They promised me it would be worth it.

It was.

It had only been 8 months since the final break-up of myself and my former DJ/event partner, STEVE AOKI, and the launch of our then new and purposefully competing weekly TUESDAY night party, CHECK YO’ PONYTAIL. Our first two records on our record label, MATT & KIM and PROTOKOLL, were only 2 months old. TRAVIS and I had been in LOS ANGELES for 3 years and we still didn’t have a functional website.

A lot has changed since then, we come to the beginning of the new year, bigger than ever and ready to take on the next larger and looming challenges. Despite the efforts of said previous DJ/events partner, STEVE AOKI, to surpress our existence to the world using his greater fame, greater wealth and influence to pressure publications not to write about me/us (yes, we know, NYLON and BPM), pressuring friends and former friends to either not be our friend or work with us (RONYS PHOTOBOOTH, ROYAL RUMBLE, among several others) by threatening them a loss of pay or acceptance into his circle, pressuring THE COBRASNAKE to jettison our friendship almost immediately upon our break-up and consequently, or maybe voluntarily, erasing mine and close friends out of existence on the website and blatantly lying in advertising to steer people away from our events (it’s documented in one instance on thefader.com, HERE ), we’ve been able to make it out at the top of our game, unafraid of the future, unafraid to speak and armed for the wave of shit to come.

We fought tooth and nail this year to stake our claim in the hearts and minds of the kids of LOS ANGELES, of the kids of the world, in pop culture itself. We work harder than everyone you know to bring you the best shit you’ve ever seen. Even rich kids, jealous of the taste they don’t have, couldn’t stop us. We moved to LA with nothing, began 2007 on our knees with a plan, and ended standing tall ready to climb the mountain and secure our spot at the top. This is the IHEARTCOMIX YEAR IN REVIEW.

oh snap, franki. wah waaa?!?

This is so good. Obviously Bronques on the camera but this is on Roberta’s boat I believe, we got Kid Paparazzi, 15 year old Sky sucking some marshmallow off her finger (#1 Moment Nominee), Roberta and another Chick Making out (#1 Moment Nominee as well), A whole bunch of ravers blowing bubbles, the other photo guy who’s name is Ryan I think (I’m so shitty with names), the really nice heroin junkie looking tattooed guy I met at LAX, and probably a whole bunch of kids who helped tie up “BJ Panda Bear” in black tape?

Let the commentary begin.

YOUR THOUGHTS ON THIS MASTERPIECE?

and i’m dead serious this is a masterpiece.

This is a testament to the power of internet fame, that shit is stronger than crack for underage hipster kids. I know and like BJ. I think he’s a nice enough kid, would never hurt a fly. Expresses himself through fashion, likes good music. But what other purpose does getting naked for a popular nightlife photographer have?

The only goal of wrapping your supple asian flesh in tape and lying naked in the captains quarters while someone films you biting a bowie knife (that was probably used to gut many a fish). Is internet fame. The goal is blog posts just like these.

Maybe in my kids sociology course in college they’ll study this, and it’ll be some warhol factory 2.0 shit. Cuz that’s probably the dream the rest of these kids have. That at their Thanksgiving dinner 30 years from now they can show their kids the LNP, and Cobrasnake coffee table book, and be like… “Ya I used to hang out there, it was so wild.” and watch as their nieces and nephews grin at “the cool uncle.”

Either way you go BJ. You keep playing your cards right, and you’ll be getting paid to host bang! or something in 6 months.

I’m not mad at some hustle. I just wanna hear what you guys think…

Fuck Mark where do you find these people.

There were a bunch more in In Touch Weekly this week

While you were watching Top Chef…

omfg. sometimes la doesnt suck. fame remix, what? omfg

I have seen her a bunch of times, but never talked to her. I was Cobrasnaking for Mark at SXSW. I took photos of her and Spankrock performing. After the show, me and Matt Colon are standing out in front of the party. The boys start talking. She is standing right next to me. I just turn to her and go “I love you.” The two of them sort of try to keep talking and pretend I am not being that weird. She makes a good attempt to not look at me like I am totally insane and says thanks. She probably doesn’t remember. Hopefully, she doesn’t remember. I have had a bunch of “I thought I saw you at *said* party/show, but it was Amanda Blank” messages from friends. But, I just don’t buy it. She is way cooler than me. Even if we sort of look alike, she is probably standing around being cool, while I am tripping and falling attempting to walk up the stairs. She is all pretty smiling for some photo. While, Mark Hunter is trying to put my boob back in my dress so he can take a picture of me.

Plus, she can rap and I just talk really fast.