The grand master of the freemanson`s allowed me this photo shoot. Trust, honour and charity are words lost in rooms as big as my house. More important ritual rites will run us out of here!
Chris Cunningham grazed his hairy arm during his last live set. I am not there to see it right now. I have lost. He has won. We all have hair!
I dont even know if anyone looks at this dam thing but ill continue to do it. Heres a photo I took of a pretty sky, may it bring a smile to those who feel down.
Whats in a name? Hippie. Niall. Jump. Skateboard.
Last friday my limited skill at bee CPR was called into action. These fellas are mad important so I knew I had to do my best to save one. After some time spent on a daffodill, then in between my hands warming up and finally eating some local honey the little lad was flying off into the dusk. So if you see one in trouble, let em chill for a bit, warm em up then give em some good honey.
Here is a new video I edited called Subtle Connections for a lovley fella called Owensie. His music is... not being able to write a description about his music without sounding like a lick arse. Check this for more music from him http://owensie.bandcamp.com/
In India this man sells banannas to the white devil to throw at sacred wheeled shrines. In 40c heat. Banannas par boil. White devil sweats. I hit a kid in the head from 60ft at 25ft above sea level!
I was playing analord 6, Lisbon acid. Then all of my sudden this photo changed into a demonic version of its pure self. Investment banking and train driving drives the devil from the soul and into the face!
