"A UNICORN IS NAUGHT BUT A RAVER IN A DUNCECAP"

I think it was Soren Kierkegaard* who said that. Or Peter Sarsgaard? Old gaard/new gaard? Either way, it was someone for sure. And with that, I'd like to call your attention to a picture of our very own SweetCityWoman:


She thought she'd be funny, or whimsical, or some fucking shit, and dress as a unicorn for Halloween. Instead, she came out looking like if the Tickle Trunk exploded at Hullabaloo. Way to go, Nols. Although, it's better than the time she dressed as me. That was fucking terrifying.

So listened to a radio interview on the internet about how to get abducted by aliens. It gets dark at 5pm now, and today it got colder than a witches tit. Might be nice on a spaceship. Fuckin' flying around, eating fruit-rollups, drinking Tang and shit. Aliens, pick me! They probably won't. They don't care. Anyway, here's some spacey shit to bring if they pick you.

Harry Thumann - Underwater

Ganymed - It Takes Me Higher

Azoto - Exalt Exalt
Space - Magic Fly

Dee D. Jackson - Automatic Lover


*Nols's joke. I know, right?

MOAR BEST RAEV EVER!

Since this has basically become a video blog, I'ma toss up another. This one goes out to all you Shambhalowlifes that didn't get enough hippyrave in August. It's some more video from Shambhala, and will have to tie you over. It's only footage shot from the Living Room, which the stage overlooking the beach, and features the homeys Vinyl Ritchie, and JonH and Steve of Fort Knox 5. It was shot and edited by our pals Amy and Simon, who, in my esteemed opinion, did a bang-up jobby. The catchy-as-all-hell tune that it's set to was done by our pals, Hoola and Soup

The Living Room from Simon Slade on Vimeo.

I'm gonna take a break from the videos for a bit and should have some music to post this week. Also, Mike and Pete are back from Europe, so come down Thursday to welcome those 2 dicks back.

Holy fuck, it's December.