— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
I've seen some videos past month's parties and basically it's an orgy of PBR 24s, video of people skateboard/riding fixies/smoking 'mad herb' on a projector and a metric fuckton of tattoos. Should be fun!
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Sunday Streets is the best. I feel like the whole neighborhood gets together to ride bikes, walk and take pictures of each other. What's not to like?
This guy was easily the most blogged about/highlight of Sunday streets. Somehow, this mastermind figured out how to engineer a bicycle-piano hybrid. Mind blown.
The crazies were out in full force, including one man who took the rare opportunity of a car-free Valencia to exorcise himself.
Speaking of crazies, Mission Loc@l had a table setup and were signing people up for their email list. Unfortunately they were not giving away their tshirts to assholes.
Plant-based fashion was all the rage this year, as these two “totally not fucked up” individuals demonstrated.
While I was humored by the dudes with their palm hats, I think The Plant Bike might be taking the safari theme too far. Was he demonstrating the utility of the bicycle or just trying to be stand out in the jungle of cool?
After the streets were opened back up to cars at 3pm, the internet decided to descend upon Dolores Park. After a day of Burning Man bikes, bands and costumes, some dude rolling balls believing he was an eagle in flight was largely ignored.
Faggin?!?
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
This woman walked into Mission Pie this afternoon and I was immediately captivated by her shirt. When I offered to buy it off her right there in the store, she looked at me like a pervert. Oh well.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
This girl Aaliyah that I met at Mission Bar has, by far, the best goddamn tattoo I've ever laid eyes on. Concept and design all herself. She was even willing to risk getting tossed out of the bar by throwing her leg up on the pool table so I could get a shot of it in some real lighting. Hella fucking rad.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
I was strolling around Dolores Park yesterday and ran into these guys rapping about Ross and screaming for someone to give them a beer. Figured that was a good time to figure out what's their story. They're Abraham Linkin and sure to be the next big thing in Bay Area meme-music.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
I watched the trailer about the life of Sailor Jerry and was pretty underwhelmed but, alas, I'm a sucker for free movie screenings at the Roxie. Let me just say this: don't judge a movie by its trailer. Unless it is for Hot Tub Time Machine. This movie is full of batshit insane old-timers cursing their way into their 90s and provides an interesting take on a WWII subculture (booze, legal prostitution and, of course, tattoos) that it is hard not to love it. Sounds a lot like Capp Street circa 2009.
Anyways, one interesting thing I learned that Ed Hardy lives and actively works in San Francisco. That's right. The Ed Hardy; the boy that sold his work to fist-pumpers everywhere. Local hero!
The movie is playing again tonight at The Roxie. You can RSVP (required) here for free.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
This just in: you can ride a fixed-gear track bicycle, lug packages across town and destroy family values all the at the same time! DANG, jk y'all.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
Albe's Zack Gerber Edit from Albe's BMX on Vimeo.
One of my favorite things in the world is to hear what people from states that don't border a major body of water think of cool kid culture. For example, one of my buddies from the Flagstaff AZ area was up here this weekend so, naturally, I took him by Dolores Park:
“I can't believe how many guys wear women's pants and ride track bikes.”
(laughing) “They aren't women's pants.”
“Really? I thought that was the hipster thing? Go into the women's section and find the tightest fitting jeans possible.”
“No, those are 'skinnies' and companies make men's styles.”
“That's fucked.”
Anyways, this morning I see that choice quote from Big Johnny, another guy from Flagstaff, on Drunk Cyclist talking about some BMXbro doing 'sick shit' without brakes. So, apparently based on my sample of 2 people, everyone in Flagstaff thinks the Mission is full of cross-dressers. Also, watch the video. Wait until the billboard to house to street shot. Fucking nuts.
— By Kevin Montgomery (@kevinmonty) |
(photo via ChinaShop Magazine)
A friend introduced me the cultural embarrassment LMFAO this weekend. After about 90 seconds into their video “Shots,” I was pretty sure we were not actually friends anymore:
Bro: gonna listen to LMFAO now and surf Maxim.com
Kevin J. Montgomery: LMFAO?
Bro: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XNtTEibFvlQ
Kevin J. Montgomery: these guys are fucking hipster tools
Bro: NO THEY AREN'T
Bro: they're a product of the commodification of the hipster aesthetic
Bro: this is frat music
Bro: surprised you've never heard of them
Kevin J. Montgomery: so much product placement
Kevin J. Montgomery: how are they grammy nominated
Kevin J. Montgomery: this is a joke. I can't take this anymore. where's my gun? my computer needs to die
Anyways, two days later, I see this picture of some Neon Princess on ChinaShop Mag. and I can't stop thinking about the tools of LMFAO. Is L.A. just full of electro-hipster that dropped too much e in high school?
