Welcome to my blog. I document my adventures in travel, style, and food. Hope you have a nice stay!
Here's what happened when the newest band on the Odd Future records roster, Trash Talk, came to Vancouver, Canada: meeting Nardwuar and answering the age-old question: "What is the punkest record of all time?" Also, props to the Bananas.
The beats are dirty. The lyrics are filthy. You should download this now and sully up for the weekend.
For those of you interested in the advertising side of KNOTORYUS, I'll be blogging from the Cannes Lions 2012 for national newspaper De Standaard (Dutch). I'm flying there tonight with the top brass from Brandhome, the Antwerp agency where my nametag tells people I'm the resident Senior Copywriter.
Leave your $tress behind in favour of some existential trappin', rappin' and ponderin' life, swaying in the sound-built hammock that is the LU$H L¥F€ Mixtape by Captain Franco.
Pusha T slams down an epic beef track, tipping his hat to Biggie and starting up some ruckus with Drake and Lil' Wayne. The Dream signs off on the hook. Some great lines here: "We the ones the judges are juggling their gavels on". The sarcastic cackle sample is Uncle Ricky a.k.a. Slick Rick The Ruler. Crumbs.
A week ago, as I arrived in an empty office and put on my headphones, three swallows dipped past my window. They weren't the first I had seen this year, but as the room was empty and the music on my headphones seemed to fit their flight, I imagined they were there for me. They were carrying a message. A change in the air. I sat still for a moment and watched them.
