The people are asking for more Bob-Frog shirts, and who am I to turn them down!
I’m gonna do another small round, so smoke em while you got em… or something. I’ll leave the preorder up for a week or so and print them after Memorial Day. This is definitely your last chance, will not print again!
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Leaving these up for another 24 hours, thanks for all the orders so far! I’m very excited to print these. The attempt was to replicate strange 90s skate tees that kinda spooked me when I was a kid and I think it was successful.
If you see a UFO in the woods, play dead.
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👽 New Stuff 👽
Inspired by Bobby’s comments regarding Mickey and his communication with the people hovering in the ships (Englishtown, NJ, 9/3/77) as well as a spectacular Space > Truckin’ (Louisville, KY, 7/6/90) these shirts and stickers unify two of my primary obsessions: UFOs and the Dead.
I’ve also been greatly enjoying the updates from the Artemis II mission to the far side of the moon, most of all the stunning photos of our only home. As Victor Glover said: “In all of this emptiness - this is a whole bunch of nothing, this thing we call the universe - you have this oasis, this beautiful place that we get to exist together.” In other words, the future’s here, we are it, we are on our own.
Stickers and Blanks are on their way to me, will have them in hand next week. Stickers will ship ASAP, shirts will take a bit longer for me to print.
Thanks for lookin! Big Cartel link in my bio.
✌️ Keep on Space Truckin’ ✌️
New flier work for @jalopybrooklyn for their show with Wilson Springs Hotel, Nathan Xander & Friends, and Collin Morlock. Rumor is you get a free poster with an advance ticket purchase.
Thanks @natestradamus for telling me I can go all out on the “wook vibe.” I tried.
Check out @wilsonspringshotel and @collin.morlock , they’re excellent.
This is your Brain on Love
New shirt for all the lovers in the world. It’s like a mixtape for your crush except it’s a Comfort Colors tee-shirt.
This is a pre-order but I’m capping the orders so don’t hesitate, it’s a small run. Link is in my bio.
If you ordered a Bobby shirt, thank you for your kind patience, those are going out the door asap. I know it’s been a bit of a wait but I’ll have them in hand in the next couple days. Much love, thanks for looking, I really appreciate the kind words and encouragement. Gonna keep making things. Spring is around the corner. 💖 ❤️🔥
I’m gonna run some shirts to celebrate Bob Weir, you can find em at the link in my bio. They’re $30, but I’ll send you one free if you send me a receipt for a $25 donation to HeadCount, an organization Bobby proudly championed.
This is a preorder; it will be up for just one week so that I can actually print them and ship them in a timely, organized fashion.
Perhaps Bobby was the frog in the glass of milk that is our lives. Much to think about. 🤔
These are the albums felt the most human, alive, not computerized, even when they’re heavily digital; digital but not artificial. These are the ones with the most at stake. Several of them took me multiple listens to appreciate; some I even sort of disliked at first (New Threats From The Soul took three listens). That’s their strength. In an era of quick reads, hot takes, and sound bites, these albums required an investment of time and energy to access their full power.
Not being a Spanish speaker, a large fraction of Rosalia’s album, Lux, inevitably went past me (I did understand the repeating Mike Tyson sample: “fuck you till you love me”). But even without understanding the words, and acknowledging that it’s not necessarily an album for my tastes, I can plainly hear that it’s a spectacular and stratospheric feat of opera. Ben Kweller’s album, Cover The Mirrors, is a painful and at times uplifting meditation on death, specifically the loss of a child, whereas much of Jason Isbell’s album, Foxes In The Snow, talks about living a life, a clean life, and trying to love his partner as well as he can before he dies.
Several albums didn’t make the cut because they were too pretty. Many made it because they were particularly deformed. Cass McCombs and Geese have songs (“Van Wyck Expressway” and “Long Island City Here I Come” respectively) memorializing the uglier forgotten parts of NYC. Most of these records are paeans to living well through bad times. 70s nostalgia abounds, complete with mewling slide guitars and trucker-anthems. There is a notable influence of Isbell’s former alt-country band, Drive-by Truckers, on some of the younger bands like Wednesday. Genres and artists swirl together in typical 20’s mashup fashion: Chat Pile and Hayden Pettigo, two of the best concerts I saw in 2024, collaborated on a harrowing album with all the subtlety and blunt force you would expect. It’s like a shotgun with a silencer. Who knew they were even in talks? It’s sort of like Brian Eno and Black Flag making an album together. Cont. in the comments.
Brought some of these Dead Chakra tees out to SF for GD60 - each of the boys from ‘65 aligned to their respective placements as the chakras of the organism of the Dead.
I’ll be wandering around town trading, selling, and giving these out. I’ll find you or you find me.
This Friday - July 11th - come party with the Silver Dollar Generals at Love’s Club
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We play at 9 and go all night. Cheap drinks, free pool, loud music.
