Giant Robot Store and GR2 News
Went to the MoMa yesterday with Lisa and my good ol’ friend Dan and his wife Michelle. I’ve been friends with Dan since we were 12. 20 years is long for anything these days, specially a good friendship. We started a band together our Junior year in highschool. Dan played drums and I played bass. Our name was Guy Smiley after the gameshow host that sometimes appeared on Seseame Street. As you can see we have no problems being jackasses together.. …or on our own. The Museum of Modern Art is a beautiful space in the city. I have two friends from architecture school who worked on the building. I really liked the courtyard in the center with the two Serra pieces in it. The undulating steel inspired us to do an impromtu photo shoot for our next album cover. We are still called Guy Smiley but now were an electro-funk duo. but we also do underground trip/hip-hop . The Jaguar E-type is one of my favorite cars and I was happy to see it on the design floor of the museum. Helvetica is 50 years old. Happy Birthday to arguably the best font ever. Super rad design. I think it’s for SARS. I’m glad we finally got to go to the MoMa and I’m glad I got to spend some time with an old friend.
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Went out to dinner with my friend Neil Leifer on Tuesday. Neil is a legend in the world of photo journalism. He took this iconic shot of Ali when he knocked the shit out of Sonny Liston back in the day. Pretty much any awesome photo of Ali was taken by him. The photgrapher between Ali’s legs standing there with a blank expression on his face was THE sports photgrapher of the time but he was on the wrong side and missed one of the most important shots in boxing history. Neil got the shot and became THE sports photographer from then on. After checking out his extensive collection of photgraphs by other iconic photographers at his apartment uptown, we went out for Italian with his girlfriend Randy. This was the biggest Veal Parmegean I’ve ever seen. You can check out Neil’s work at: www.neilleifer.com and if you got some extra dough you can own your own piece of Ali. I’ve got two autographed prints myself.
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I don’t know if you’ve seen this already but I’d never even heard of this before. US Air Guitar Championships. Nice.Hey Martin, isn’t this the Asian dude in Dragon Force?
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I couldn’t afford the 6 Mil so this is what you get for $37,000. I got my stitches out today and now I’ve got a scar that starts at my heel and goes a 1/3 of the way up my calf. Looks pretty gnarly so I’ll spare you from the real nasty photo of what my leg looks like now.Most of it will be taken out later but it still looks pretty crazy!
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Life on crutches sucks. The next two months is gonna be a big pain in the ass, I predict. The other day I went to Kmart to get some supplies. I was greeted by a mentally disabled employee who suggested I get one of those electric carts to cruise around the store with. Good idea. While I was waiting for the cart, the guy started to tell me how he became the way he was. Turns out when he was 16 he got jumped by 20 guys. He said the only thing he remembers is a baseball bat coming down on his head, arms and legs. The beating put him in a coma for four and a half years. I guess being on crutches ain’t so bad. In the pocket of his red Kmart vesthe had a picture of his African Gray parrot who can apparently sing almost any Bob Marley song. I told him he should shoot it and put it up on youtube. I’m thinking of going back there to help him do that. I would love to see his parrot sing “No Woman No Cry”.Didn’t think I’d ever be driving one of these. Moma Wu kept trying to jack it from me.Today I went to The Museum Of Natural History with my lady. She had to push me around in a wheel chair with a bad front wheel. The museum is not as cool as I remembered as a kid. I don’t remember the stuffed animals looking so dusty and fake. The gems where cool and so were the dinosaur fosils but the rooms and rooms full of fake animals were really lame. Seems with the high ticket prices they could at least get someone to dust off those dioramas. I think I’ll be hitting the Met or the Moma sometime this week. If this was my fibula, it wouldn’t have broke.
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