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Wednesday, September 27, 2006
?uestlove yo
?uestlove from the roots is giving a lecture at the redbull academy, anyone want to come with?
free booze at the "viewing space gallery" in the nicholas building from 6 tonite, the art doesnt look too bad either
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Tuesday, September 26, 2006
the gonz
i got caught singing 'get low' this morning on the way to work. i can tell u its not as embarrasing as i thought it would be
blame it on c-dubs
the sweat
the sweat
the sweat drips from my balls!
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Monday, September 25, 2006
YOU KNOW YOU ARE LIVING IN MELBOURNE WHEN.....
1) You go to a club, search aimlessly for a car spot, and end up paying $7. You get to the line with your group of four, only to hear the words... "Sorry guys, I can only let in three of you".
2) After getting knocked back, people are on their mobile phones, screaming loud enough for the whole line to hear the standard line, "C'mon man, cant you get me in, where's Johhny?"
3) Everyone's a promoter or knows a promoter who can get you in under his/her guestlist, yet you still end up paying the same IF you actually get in!
4) You get into the club only to listen to everyone moan about how "over it" they are and how the crowd sux. Yet they are the same people you run into every week - if you get in.
5) Everyone seems to be going overseas "indefinitely", yet return after 2 months.
6) Everyone's an importer, or trying to become one, or at least knows five people who are importers.
7) Everyone's friend is Melbourne's biggest "COKE" dealer - but of course you can't tell that to anyone and sniffing OMO is better quality.
8) You recklessly spend $300 on a big weekend, mostly on drinks and other"gear", yet b!tch about the cost of parking in St Kilda. "$2 Dollars for an hour...what a waste of money!!!"
9) Everyone is buying a house or saving money to buy one. That, or becoming a Real Estate agent.
10) When you see a friend and say "Hey, we'll catch up soon," but really thinking "Why did I ever hang around with that loser? Now that I am a DJ/Model/promoter/real Estate agent and drug lord, I can have the coolest friends in Melbourne."
11) Every neglected nerd back in high school is now a DJ with a kick ass DJ name compiled of their first name and the letter off their last name.
12) Everyone's a fashion designer with their own angle on fashion, raiding the Brotherhood bin of tshirts cutting the sleeves off and proclaiming it as an original one off designer item.
13) When you head down to Chapel every Friday and Saturday night and you see that guy in the White Valiant Coupe whose arms are so big that he hangs one out of each side's window.
14) Every CD cover in your glove box is cracked in the middle for some "unknown reason", and also the middle of your Melways cover both front and back seems only to get scratched in the middle.
15) You bump into your acquaintance friends week after week at the same quality venues and you all say to each other "I have been having time off, haven't been out for a while."
16) You see "C grade celebrities", ex Big Brother contestants & Reality TV rejects around the clubs:- eg Molly Meldrum, Nick Russian from Temptation Island, Gemma from Big Brother, at every club you go to."
17) You see 6"8 footy players talking to models or ex strippers........... how cliche...... especially @ Motel on a Saturday night.
18) When people say "Where u been snob"??? or "Dont you say hello snob" .............."snob" ........ how very Melbourne.
19) When you ask people how they have been and they answer "busy"........ BUSY IS THE NEW BLACK PEOPLE ..........deal with it.
20) People get knocked back at a door but hover around , yelling loudly for everyone to hear "Come downstairs now and get me in, the door guy is being a d!ckhead."
21) Bouncers and doorb!tches use the phrase "Oh sorry there has been problems with *insert wog promoters name* tonight............. or*insert wog promoters name* hasn't put his guest list in."
*You know you live in Melbourne when everyone can get you quality c0caine priced b/w 200-250 a gram, its pure, great gear, but the catch is always they have to make a "few phone calls" cause its coming down to Melbourne via a few lebos from Sydney.
*You know you are living in Melbourne when you eventually get that gear from Sydney from Mohammed and Co. for the bargain basement price of $300 a gram it ends up being baby powder, glucose, speed, and novacaine. The novacaine makes your face and nose go numb so you profess to all your mates "This is the best sh!t ever."
*You know you are living in Melbourne when you go past Commercial Rd and Chapel Street at midday on a Sunday and see all the scattered punters from Evolution, Market, 161 and Revolver window shopping down the street absolutely offtap. Shopping for clothes, cds, and god knows what else, looking and smelling like last weeks leftovers.
*You know you are living in Melbourne when you overhear guys from your gym talking about the fact they are training for Summadayze......................
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Friday, September 22, 2006
my fav band of all time
if i could choose 1 band to see living or dead, it would be the clash. hands down
cheese boiger
the interview
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friday nite
the blogs own robert downy jnr. is holding shit down
at the psm gallery on johnston st
also
theres some extreme extravaganza at hifi tonite
FREE BOOZE as if i would be going otherwise
chronic this one is for u: street art blows
where is joe at? im sure u can bring your pet bird holmes
does anyone know about anything getting sued?
so many questions
see u tonite fuckers!
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get yo proddy on
cross reference here sneaker geeks get on this shit
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Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
see u there joe
if you are a uni student aged 18 and above, join us at Billboard Nightclub with MTV VJ Jason Dundas and the Midnight Juggernauts. Get a sneak preview of MTVs new show 'Meet or Delete', and possibly win some great HP prizes.
Venue : Billboard Nightclub, 170
Russell St, Melbourne
Date : 20 September 2006
Time : 8pm
free boozE and vj jason- what a nite!
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Monday, September 18, 2006
favela rock 8- consider it smashed
bros from different mothers- thommmmy & CWD muthafuckin killed it! despite homies being as sour as grape v's about the wack turntable setup, i loved it
photos soon
word up to opulent!
fuck the haters
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Sunday, September 17, 2006
Saturday, September 16, 2006
Friday, September 15, 2006
cold lampin' on petes table
and ahh.. heres big JL taking a sneaky arse photo.
and my fave pic from the trip - on the way out to see the chin ramp, came across this guy. he was happy enough to see us til i asked if i could take a pic.
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im not too bright
i could watch people getting hit all day.
next is my all time fav- dudes getting hit in the nuts.
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im not too bright
i could watch people getting hit all day.
next is my all time fav- dudes getting hit in the nuts.
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Pete Le Creep
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Thursday, September 14, 2006
yelzaXrevoltingXchronicXfreebozzeXcolourmutherfuckincoordination=drunk as fuck!
god bless the blog
xBIF
ps. who the fuck is the islander (not that there's anything wrong with that) seedub?
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biter alert...
is that satin hood with edardian scrypt titling that stephen marberry has bitten? even the knicks want to be down lecreep! man not again
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Monday, September 11, 2006
Fun In The Sun
Well another week and our lil pet project is 3/4 of the way there. As you can see, fresh ply, mmmm smells toasty! Big Props to the one the only Big Sime for Hu$tlin the Ply, screws, jigsaw, drills and $10 Broom anyone!!! Haha
What is with getting old and feeling sore as fuck? Dayum, i know i wasnt hurting as bad as Hans and Big Sime, but Pete?? Man.. using those muscles you hadn't in a while?
Here's a new mix to celebrate the occasion.
CWD Dattebayo Mix #6 - 6/9/06 - 35 Megs 34:57mins
1. Fat Joe - Make It Rain
2. Mr Magic - Lets Roll
3. Project Pat - Raised In The Projects
4. Abray Dewan - My Chain
5. Lady Sovereign - The Brooom
6. DJ Gero - Kryptonite Remix
7. Daz - Weekend
8. Roots Manuva - Seat Yourself (Diplo Remix)
9. Trick Daddy - Bet That
10. FDNY - So Crazy
11. Butch - Itz My Time
12. DJ Shadow - 4 Freaks
13. Mistah Fab - Brush Em Off
14. Sebastian - Dolami
15. Serious Smoke - Vebyn
16. Killer Mike - Akshon
17. Justin Timberlake - My Love
18. Mason Camo - Fleetwood
19. Mason Camo - Broken Wings
20. Mason Camo - Hollies
21. Taj - Canga De Tahj
22. Mason Camo - Beatdown Bridge Bbane Version
23. Agent X - Get The Flow
24. Trackademiks - Bay Cats Do That Hyphy
25. Lady Sovereign - Whispers
P.S. Ying Yang Twins... don't even ask, WHERE THE FUCK IS THE SOUNDMAN AT WITH MY MIC?? Dude probably wasn't even there...
P.P.S. No doubt I'll be seeing everyone @ FAVELA ROCK for the amazing show that is the HALF-ASIAN VS ASIAN aka AMAZING!!!
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Weekend with Chronies
Write to live, die to write
does anyone know who defaced stoop? im not angry, i just want to know. abullah??
cant keep up with the chronies
make the move homies, love to have u here
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Friday, September 08, 2006
Thursday, September 07, 2006
free movie
Elephants Dream is the world’s first open movie, made entirely with open source graphics software such as Blender, and with all production files freely available to use however you please, under a Creative Commons license.
The short film was created by the Orange Open Movie Project studio in Amsterdam during 2005/2006, bringing together a diverse team of artists and developers from all over the world. More about the project...
peep http://orange.blender.org/ for details!
rdj
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Wednesday, September 06, 2006
like haileys comet..
watch the trailer it looks mad wack at the start but watch the whole clip
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underground hiphop videos at first floor tonite
i know, i know, its brunswick st but, for mf doom videos ill do anything yo
apparently they are setting up couches on the dance floor and showing the videos on the screen on above the stage.
if anyone has any more info, post away
starts 8.30
5 bones entry
freeze booze update
thursday: alpha 60 launch at alice euphemia, there is always HEAPS of booze at alice, it has never run out while ive been there
also
some fashion week party at GPO (im sure it will be like going to boutique) but free booze! its the only fashion thing im going to all week
holla!
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Tuesday, September 05, 2006
This one goes out to woz
Yum Cha Box Hill Saturday 16th? You down? bring the wog, the woz and whoever wants to venture out to the hillz. Seedub?
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Monday, September 04, 2006
handsome and inquinsitive
sorry ladies he is taken. he is available for any catwalk show during MFW, holla!
the chronos in friday's Mx
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Sunday, September 03, 2006
Your boy Thommmmmmmmy aka Enari, aka Audi TT (Testicular Torsion)
will be on the 1s & 2s aka Wheels of Steel at the next Favela Rock. So come down and holla at the dumb Sydney Fukka who cops all the good shit before it even gets to the Burn. Kidding. Better come down to catch the shortest model ever. Peace.
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Tribute to Dre (not the good doctor)
Probably only a couple of you guys on the blog know this but I had dreams of becoming a pro tennis player as a kid. This did not happen due to a multitude of factors which I choose not to divulge on this platform.
As with most up and coming players on the ATP circuit such as Rafael Nadal, one of my idols growing up was Andre Agassi. As the velvet curtains draw upon his glittering professional tennis life, I thought it would be fitting to provide him with some sort of tribute. I deem it as a form of recompense in exchange for living vicariously via his glories throughout his illustrious two-decade long career - beginning from the early 'image is everything' days to his gradual metamorphosis into a gracious and articulate statesman of the game - before he descends from his self-appointed centre stage that is the Arthur Ashe stadium @ Queens NYC.
My respect for him has grown profoundly post my epiphany concerning the seemingly insurmountable challenges that aging athletes are inescapably exposed to. The ravages wreaked upon them include waning physical capabilities and increased susceptibility to chronic wear-and-tear related injuries. Yet, Agassi was able to stay on top and fend off countless waves of hungry young guns over a sustained period of time. This had necessitated a switch in strategy and shot repetoire coupled with a white-hot intensity in focus and commitment. To describe this unyielding effort as extremely arduous is nothing short of a severe understatement.
On Saturday, with the raucous support of 23,000 strong NY'ers, he turned back the hands of time and improbably defeated the irrepressible Marco Baghdatis over five gruelling sets. This was one of those transcedental sporting moments that struck resonance and inspired not only fans of the sport but also casual observers from all walks of life. Seasoned analysts have nearly unanimously coined it the most emotionally charged US Open match in history, placing it over and above 39 y.o. Jimmy Connors' rollercoaster run to the 91 semi-final and the Sampras Agassi epic duels in the late 90's.
When Agassi embarks on the next phase of his life, he will use his position of considerable influence to make a positive difference in this problem ridden world through fully engaging in philanthropy. His retirement will leave a dent in the game from the perspective of its standing on the world sporting stage. It will also mark the end of an era in American tennis which appears destined to join the company of other diminished former powerhouse nations, Britain and Australia, and fade into relative obscurity. On a more optimistic note, the future of men's tennis is in the safe hands of Federer, Nadal, Baghdatis and co.
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Friday, September 01, 2006
wassup?
fuck, i miss being 14 and terrorising the streets. this clip brought a tear to my eye
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