Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Where have all the average people gone?

Here's a few shots from our anniversary mission to Eureka Springs.  


Stevie Nicks dress.
Arkansas yard art.
Little Dreamland park.
This is "Jacob's ladder".  It's the fastest way to get to town from up on the hills.  I think between the weird altitude and walking up these fuckers, I could quit smoking if I lived here.
For such a hippie-ish town, it's weird there's Satanic art in their alleys.
Marge's first tattoo.  
Totally original photo.  
This was our spot.  

View from the roof of the Crescent Hotel.  Brazil-style.
Crescent Hotel restaurant.  (This is the hotel that's supposed to be haunted.)  

Monday, May 11, 2009

The simple life was just too complicated

Avoided the rain Saturday with old bro Matt McCleary at Ultimate Limits.  Front board by Mr. McCleary...
I wish this thing was in PC.  Ph- Matt
The kids there get weird on this thing.
Wallride by some dude- just kind of snapped this as I was leaving and didn't bother to get his name.  Oops.
Dee Dee and Buddy.  Our neighbors rule.
This is on the corner of our street.  I'm sure most of the neighborhood hates it, but it's so great.  The one on the left says "Smash Industries".  I find it flattering....

Creep to the mic like a phantom

Old stuff- Norman Music Festival a few weeks back....
I RESIGN- two of the dudes from The Needlepoints.  These dudes are super serious- it's pretty cute.  Great band.
Trey is the best dude ever.  Where most people would just giggle to themselves as a lady painted blue walked by- he strikes up a conversation with her.  
Crocodile.  Total cute rock and the female singer looks a bit like Chloe Sevigny (may have blown the spelling on that)
Derick, Trey, Addy
McCleary.
Tab and Spencer.
"I stayed up late making sandwiches- even brought mayo."
Why wouldn't you wear a tye-dyed grown man onesie in public?  
I took this one for Addy- she liked the hipster girl's Miley Cyrus bandanas....
Trey and Crocodile drummer.  Nice dude.
The music fest kind of blew this year.  The only two bands I got a kick out of are pictured above.  

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Going to the ATM

Joel sucks.
"Happy birthday, Darren.  Fuck you, Leah.  Stop making fun of my leather pants!"  
Tara and Leah.
Joel doesn't really suck, but his leather pants do.  
Happy 33rd, Darren.  If you read this- I like the cd you gave me.  Hot Dog Skeletons!  

Stormy weather

A few weeks ago Chad Knight rolled through for the grand opening of the new park in Tonkawa.  He was super cool and played a game of s-k-a-t-e with us in the rain.  Here's Matt feeling radical after winning said game of s-k-a-t-e.  
Low to high disaster by C.K.  
A switch-flip away from victory.  
Caleb.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

All you need is me

So THRASHER was kind enough to review issue #37 in the new issue.  Every time this happens I'm always completely out of the issue that gets reviewed and end up having to make more.  It's not that I mind, it just feels stale to go to the trouble to re-print something that seems like it was a lifetime ago.  To make it cooler for myself and the reader I made four new pages to go into it.   
And then you have issue 37.5.  If you haven't seen this one or just want to check out the new crap I added send a buck or some stamps to Shark Bait, 1004 Poplar Ave., Ponca City, OK 74601.   

Don't look back

Last week Horton rented the Marland Mansion to film his movie.  Jiz and I were cat burglars.  
Shawn Buller
Siemo is co-director or something.  He also has a rad new album called "fossil record" and he's actually going by "Siemo", the name I jokingly gave him years ago in Shark Bait.  
Victoria is one of the stars of the movie.  
Josh
Courtney
Joel and Hort
Dipshits trying to act.
Indie movies are the new indie rock band..... Photos by Megan