Back at the doctor’s
Buy these and help me out
Braindead Test press ($35)
Hope Con Shirt ($25)
Suicide File shirt ($25)
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Uhhhhhhhh, so this is happening.
Guys, this is a really big deal to one of my best friends.
This event is to sponsor Harrisburg Diabetes Youth Camp, I’ll be driving up from the Harrisburg area to go to this event. That’s a four hour drive, because I’m a nut, and I like good tattoos, and I like supporting my friends and a place that teaches kids how to deal with diabetes, be healthy, have fun, and bond with kids like them. That’s awesome! So, if you feel like also being awesome, please pass this on. Or if you want to donate please visit the facebook page, read about HDYC more, educate yourself on an awesome cause.I have a few open seats left, if anyone is interested but doesn’t want to make the long drive please message me.
THIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS.
AGH.
i have nothing additional to add. ‘cept i love you guys <3
“you could die just like that: go out living”
drawing interpretation of a lyric from “eating lemons” by koji
i drew this for my grandfather who was diagnosed with prostate cancer a little over a year ago. he called me the other day and told me to live life to its fullest because sometimes unfair circumstances will get in the way of things. later on that day, this lyric stood out to me while i was listening to some music on the bus. so to all those who are and are not undergoing difficult situations right now in life, go out living.
(via kojisaysaloha)
LAST. SHOW. EVER.
WE ARE BREAKING UP. REUNIONS ARE FOR FOOLS AND SAD PEOPLE. THIS WILL BE YOUR LAST CHANCE TO SEE US AND FLIP US OFF IN PERSON. JUST SO YOU KNOW.
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About a month ago, a friend called my attention to the fact that the Insane Clown Posse was going to be playing in town, and better yet, playing at the club right around the corner from the shop. His thinking, as well as mine and pretty much my entire circle of friends, was that the show would sell out, there would be several hundred Juggalos in full Juggalo get-up waiting in line (which would be directly across the street from me), and that there would be at least another hundred or so ICP fans just milling around and tailgating outside the club because they couldn’t (or simply didn’t want to) pay to get into the show itself.
The prospect of being that close to a literal tidal wave of the ultimate American trailer-trash simply screamed comedy gold to us for a myriad of reasons that I feel are too obvious to state, so plans were concocted. I made a standing offer that anyone who wanted to hang out in the store for a few hours to view the parade of ambulatory toxic waste in relative safety was more than welcome to; another friend who’s an underground filmmaker tried (and unfortunately failed) to get a permit to set up a tent on the sidewalk so he could advertise how he’d film any Juggalo who wanted to relay a message to their favorite band; I even alerted the tattoo shop guys to keep their cigarette breaks brief lest they be constantly bothered for spare loosies by obese kids in clown make-up.
Yesterday morning rolled around and as several trucks carrying stage props and skiffs of Faygo bottles parked up the street, I double-checked that my camera was charged up, started rubbing my hands together in anticipation, and thought, “Here we go, as soon as I flip my sign to ‘Open,’ it’s going to be non-stop trailer Orcs coming in to ask to use my bathroom and berate me about where the section of music for down-ass Ninjas is located. I better eat lunch know before it gets too wild.”
And then nothing happened.
Yeah.
As amazed as I am to say it, I’m actually really disappointed that I didn’t have droves of mouth-breathing fake-gang-members in carnie face-paint bothering me all day. Honestly, I didn’t even see as many Juggalos out walking around as I usually see on any given day until about 5 pm, at which point a regular came in and said that a few of them were lined up by the door of the club. By about 5:30, a slow but steady stream of ICP enthusiasts were walking down Chestnut Street and queueing up around the corner, but besides the head-to-toe Wycked-Clown-affiliated wear, there was nothing out of the ordinary - no endless chanting of “FAM-A-LY!!”, no screaming obscenities at passing cars, no impromptu free-style rap battles where the participants can only rhyme words under three syllables, no Thunderdome-style combat in the parking garage on Water Street, no nothing.
Around the shop’s closing time, the club doors opened and about 300 people filed in and that was that. I even held out hope that when I arrived this morning, I’d have some unconscious Juggalo lying on my stoop in a pool of foamy Faygo-vomit, but didn’t happen either.
A month or two ago, something called Pierce The Veil played here and until the doors opened, I had a solid four hours of teenage girls in Pierce The Veil t-shirts running in (literally, running), asking to use the bathroom, and then giving me a disgusted eye-roll when I said that they couldn’t use mine, but that they could use the perfectly clean bathroom at the police station literally 15 feet from where they stood. So, in my experience, the Pierce The Veil audience is more high-maintanence and annoying than Juggalos, who are the fan base of the band that even the average person on the street knows as being the cultural equivalent of the putrid gunk that collects around the filter of the sink that’s only used to wash out the mop bucket.
So, disappointingly enough, the only worthwhile picture I got was of this - a bunch of husky crew guys rolling a giant inflatable clown head around the corner of the art school across the street. And it’s not even that great of a picture - there was a red light and shit, so there’s cars lined up and what have you. Bummer.
Tonight’s event at Exit Skateshop is ALL AGES. There will be no alcohol permitted. Space is limited. Please be respectful to the shop, staff, bands, and other attendees. The show is free, so try and pick up something from everybody.
REALLY BUMMED i can’t make it out for this tonight. What a fun night! How about i book a second night of this in my basement? plz?
As many of you know, earlier this year we posted a shirt to benefit The Harrisburg Diabetic Youth Camp which DustinWTP’s girlfriend Sara attended as a kid and continues to work at every summer as a counselor. Well, our friends at Planet New York Tattoo in Poughkeepsie, NY have generously agreed to donate a Saturday in May to help raise money for the camp. So, I’m turning to you, our 1800+ followers and all of tumblr really, to help us promote this event
The money we raise for HDYC goes to establishing camperships which allow families who might not otherwise be able to afford to send their Type 1 Diabetic children to camp.
The Harrisburg Diabetic Youth Camp provides a unique summer experience for kids ages 8-15 who live with type one, insulin dependent diabetes. As you know, kids with diabetes have to think and worry about a lot of things that kids with functional pancreases don’t.
They often feel like outcasts in school because of the daily requirements of diabetes management. At HDYC, kids with diabetes establish lifelong friendships and support systems for living with diabetes, fostering self esteem and independence.Please, post about, re-blog, tweet, instagram, vine, myspace, facebook, friendster, Google+, adult friend finder….use anything you can to help us spread the word about this event
The facebook link is
https://www.facebook.com/events/376791349107366https://www.facebook.com/events/376791349107366
Not related to a show, this event isn’t even in Pennsylvania.
…But, in Millville, Pennsylvania, at HDYC every June, we wake up in the morning to The Ghost Inside, dance to Sleigh Bells songs and stomp in creeks yelling H20 and With The Punches lyrics….
I wouldn’t be here today if not for the HDYC. So, come out to Poughkeepsie on the 23rd, get a meaningful tattoo and help support a bunch of kids gain confidence and independence in living with a crappy auto immune disease.
To learn more about camp, head to setebaidservices.org !
some cool cool stuff happening at Central PA’s only solid DIY Venue !
