So this awesome chick on facebook Emma Mckinney sent me this link to the Montana Meth Project video page. I watched like 6 of them and was trippping out cuz they’re so intense then I get to this laundry mat one and i’m like wait… where have I seen this before. And then I see my brother from another mother CC up in this bitch.
So yaa these are heavy, and chad is in one of them. My little meth junkie CC.
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…
The night of the VMAs, i was all set to sit there take a Xanax, watch, and be asleep by 11:30. Then Gina wanted to go see Flosstradamus. I attempt to decline due to my conflict of interest. Gina reminds me about Tivo and promises we would stay up and watch them once we got home. In Gina and Sarah fashion, we stayed out until 5 and watched the VMAs until i had to go to the airport the next morning.
Alicia Keys comes on and it is light out. I love the song. Gina loves the song. From there on out, everytime it came on the radio i sang along loudly, alone in the car. The first time i heard someone with it as a ringtone on the bus, i thought to myself “brilliant.”
Then i heard it on the radio 34 times a day. One day, i realized every single phone that seemed to ring on the bus played that fucking song. Soon enough, it was on every promo on Mtv. Finally, i threw up in my mouth a little and realized i hate that fucking song.
The lyrics are stupid. It doesn’t really make sense musically. Everytime i hear it i feel phyically ill.
one of the cocktail waitresses requested her new song so i played it for the first time tonight. i should have known better. her new song is really shitty. yea shes talented but her music (like that justice song) is clearly made with simple people in mind. in a conversation later that that night the same cocktail waitress told me alicia keys writes her own music. i responded by saying “clearly” in an assholic tone.
Is it just me or does this feel like an SNL Skit?? I mean come on Amy, you’re serious? We all get it, you’re on a bender and you don’t care but do you gotta sound like that Weird Al version of “smells like teen spirit.”
