Wednesday, February 28, 2007
A lady walks into a bar and sees a really cute guy sitting at the counter. She goes over and asks him what he is drinking.
"Magic Beer", he says.
She thinks he's a little crazy, so she walks around the bar, but after that there is no one else worth talking to, goes back to the man sitting at the bar and says, "That isn't really Magic Beer, is it?"
"Yes, I'll show you." He takes a drink of the beer, jumps out the window, flies around the building 3 times and comes back in the window.
The lady can't believe it: "I bet you can't do that again."
He takes another drink of beer, jumps out the window, flies around the building three times, and comes back in the window.
She is so amazed that she says she wants a Magic Beer, so the guy says to the bartender, "Give her one of what I'm having."
She gets her drink, takes a gulp of the beer, jumps out the window, plummets 30 stories, breaks every bone in her body, and dies.
The bartender looks up at the guy and says, "You know, Superman, you're a real jerk when you're drunk!"
Posted by RDJ at 5:19 AM
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betula 7-10 beer from aldi, who knows what the fuck it is
shonikes for frosty's nite- 10 onwards. becks i thinks
after shonkies there will be more free booze at a secret location
see u there
oh yeah, its andys going away party tonite at ruby blacks. i still dont think he is going this time
Posted by Pete Le Creep at 3:05 PM
Posted by Pete Le Creep at 10:26 AM
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Co-author of Subway Art [Henry Chalfant & Martha Cooper, Subway Art, Thames & Hudson, 1984] and Spray Can Art [Henry Chalfant & James Prigoff, Spray Can Art, Thames & Hudson, 1987], co-producer of the movie Style Wars [Tony Silver, Style Wars, 1983, published on DVD by Plexifilm], he is the man who has revealed New York Graffiti to the world. “Burners” are forty photographs of window down burners [pieces painted under the windows] taken by the photographer in the beginning of the Eighties in New York and selected from the hundreds that from his collection. Some of them were never exhibited before.
Henry Chalfant has asked Skeme to present what a burner is. The writer gave this explanation: “a burner is a piece that makes you stop whatever you're doing and take a long look; a burner is so named because its image is burned on your brain until the next time you see it runnin’, or the flick you took of it is developed; a real burner will make you run down the station and follow a train til' it gets small; a burner has the following elements; it is almost always identical to the outline you did the night before, it's partly illegible, has bold flamboyant colors and color scheme, at least two backgrounds...clouds, toxic spill, checka' board..., and nothing is neglected, there's detail even in the 3-D; it may be framed by a character or two, but can stand alone without one...a real burner will make you compliment even your greatest enemy on the line, even if it is secretly; a real burner is talked about for weeks, if its super hot, for months, and if it was legendary...it's still makes for good conversation in 2006. But, the very best burners have a good racking or raid story to go with em, cuz after all, graff ain’t just illegal, it's an adventure!”.
Apart from Skeme, Burners puts together among others pieces from Sonic, Ink, Duro, Kel, Crash, Zephyr, Revolt, Jonone, Mare, Dealt, Spade, 2 Much, Scan, Word, Tech, Base, Tkid, Min, Colt, Reck, Pose, Dust, Seen, Mean 3, Elkay, Doc, Pore, Dust 1, Kist, Pre (Dondi), Rac, Cem 2, Sword, Tech, Notch, Scop... Henry Chalfant wanted to present a few writers to date less published than some of the famous names that we find on the photographs and also to exhibit pieces taken in Brooklyn and not in Manhattan or in the Bronx. His selection is simply astonishing. Every style is represented, in an explosion of flow and colours adorned with tags, commentaries and dedications to discover on the cars. The master's photographs, which give a fantastic reproduction of the subways' patinas and, on some of them, let see the rhythm of the environment, are magnificent. Thanks to Henry Chalfant, once again, it is a considerable part of the Graffiti adventure that is given to us to see and admire. A rare moment, not to be missed.
Words: Emmanuel Moyne
Posted by RDJ at 12:57 AM
At a time when New York street bombing was at its zenith, the MTA crew started to make waves as one of the strongest groups out there. For one member however, being the Most Talked About wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. In the early ’90s, Desa started getting up…getting up a lot. Around this time, I watched a Video Graf with him painting clean trains. Shortly after I saw the video, I was waiting to catch a train to head into Manhattan, guess who had a run of throw-ups across that crisp silver surface? Go ahead, guess. Desa was catching the attention of New York City’s graffiti writers, but unfortunately there were others watching, waiting. In August of 1994, New Yorkers picked up their copy of the Daily News to see “MILLION DOLLAR VANDAL” splashed across the cover page. The bold statement crowned a photograph of Desa being held at the arm by a police officer, Desa’s face adorning a sly grimace. A graffiti writer as the cover story of the Daily News, a position normally held by celebrities, presidents and terrorists. It seemed the media was selling us a new threat, a greater problem than just spray paint on a wall and Desa was going to be the poster child. His prior problems with authorities weren’t going to help him either. Desa was going to prison.
Now, years later residing in his East New York, Brooklyn neighborhood, Desa awaits the release of a new 200-page book about him from the publisher Also Known As, titled Million Dollar Vandal that includes action photos and an in-depth biography. His attitude about the book is less than enthusiastic. Desa will say he no longer writes, yet new tags and throw-ups of his pop up here and there. At 31 years old, he seems uncaring about graffiti any further than the action itself. It’s just what he does, maybe out of compulsive necessity or maybe just for shits and giggles, either way he certainly doesn’t need the fame or the attention but he continues onward, in his own way and at his own pace.
Words: Host18 (www.massappealmag.com)
Photo: Million Dollar Vandal
Posted by RDJ at 12:48 AM
Friday, February 09, 2007
welcome to the updated can't skate blog, i believe that you will need to transfer your old beta blogger accounts to gmail ones in order to post now... yeah it sucks but they didn't make that clear until i'd already moved the blog over to the new system.
also all of the links are gone for some reason so if there's anyone that should be linked to feel free to add them (or post it and someone else will do it). i'm also ready for a backlash from everyone because i know how tedious it is setting up a new account for anything, especially a free email service like gmail.
Posted by RDJ at 5:50 AM