If I said you’d find this shit to be awkward, or said anyone’s names were awkward, I’d be making stupid puns. But to say that Douchebaggalo’s name isn’t ridiculous would be a fucking lie. That said, he’s our homeboy and he just did a song and video with Awkward. This will be on the upcoming Awkward and the Granprize album. (I think that title is misspelled on accident, but fuck it, that’s how it was posted on the web.) These guys are clearly more interested in making cool shit than spelling anything correctly, so let’s just run this shit…
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Our friends over at Stoked Mentoring are up for a massive grant from the folks at American Express. Stoked, which aids in the successful life development of at-risk teens through action sports, has supported more good causes than Mother Theresa. A few of the fellas over here - including Joey Potts, Escape76, and tons of our friends - have also participated in their charity/fundraiser gallery shows. It’s time to help Stoked take it to another level, ya feel me? Hit this link or click the picture below to nominate Stoked Mentoring to win a USD $1.5 million grant from American Express. Runners-up receive between USD $100,000-500,000. Let’s make it happen!
Rhymefest has a new video out, titled “Stolen,” a social commentary on genocide, starvation, and war. The video was directed by our friend Konee Rok, and was shot by none other than DJ, Formula Werks artist, and all-around ladies’ man, Intel. See Rhymefest’s commentary below, and then check out the video.
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“For those who appreciate music with both soul and social commentary, this video will offer an intriguing look into the lives of people who suffer from genocide, starvation and war. It was very important for me to make this song after my travels to London where I had an opportunity to speak to a former child soldier from Sierra Leone. If you listen to the song, I document that conversation. I am sure you will find it as fascinating as I did. In an industry that is dominated by the replication of whatever the last club banger was, this song and video come from unadulterated inspiration provided by the trials of life. Produced by No I.D. and directed by Konee Rok, I give you ‘STOLEN’.” - Rhymefest
i was very politely (quote unquote) asked by Escape76 to make some creative contributions to the FWX site. i met Escape76 a couple years ago at a merch table he had set up one night at the Outrageously Overrated Funky Buddha Lounge. i’m not down with the $20 cover, $4 ATM fee, mandatory coat check and $7 imports. but i went cuz i’m pretty sure someone promised me i’d have the time of my life. well, i don’t think that panned out, but i did get a super-official FWX goodie bag which included a FormulaWerks tee (which we’ll now consider VintageFWX). i suspect he only passed it off to me cuz i was in the presence of the right people–he had no idea how cool i was then…
so, i couldn’t refuse the invitation, when Escape76 *asked* me to put the proverbial pen to paper since he’s has showered me with a shit-ton of FWX paraphernalia from day one. though the last few weeks before school starts back up i expect to be far less than spectacular. i’m currently living by the edge of my ergonomic computer seat, looking for deals on other people’s grown-up furniture, so i can finally toss out my dressers–that other people may see as merely white plastic storage drawers–for good. but, alas, as an archer by nature, i’ll always find a flaw (”but, the ad says oak!”, “that’s going to be about .7mm too long”, and “you sure you can’t knock off $15?”), so that i can start my hunt once again. forever the hunter, never the gatherer.
this would also explain the growing number of bikes at different stages of completion in my apartment. riding, like blogging *cough* (sorry), is one of my contemporary obsessions. you know that great idea that strikes in the middle of the night that compels you to run out and buy (or order off eBay) the complete compendium of your latest occupation so that you can prove yourself as more than just an another armchair expert. and so, continues my quest to build the perfect vintage lightweight fixed gear riding machine. and of course to maintain a semi-current, semi-amusing blog along the way, no matter how much i hate learning the frustrating intricacies of html tables and merging cells and the blinding headaches and eye strain that come with hunting down those pesky tags that need closing.
What’s today’s date? I’m not sure it would be better to know. You know those weekends where you slip so deep into the debauchery pools time ceases to matter? The only real things you do know is how drunk you are and what chance you have of slipping waist deep into something pretty.
Recently I came into large amounts of free time, so to celebrate I woke up Friday morning and scummed at the beach with my roomate Denisse who also recently came into a shitload of free time. Watching the world wake up is fun as fuck. We talked shit about people for maybe 6 hours, then I had to dip out to the Solve tribute show at OhNo!Doom.
Saturday was the Chicago Fire vs. Chivas USA match down south and hella far west. We showed up at like 4:00 to tailgate and consume massive quantities of alcohol and encased meats. Keeping it real classy with MGD and Old Style, playing games where you throw bags in holes, and trying not to let the sun fuck up my already brown self, good times.
There are things I get about soccer. Okay, that’s not completely correct. There is one thing I get about American soccer: the game. Everything else completely baffles me. I don’t get the fans, the chants, the shirtless frat boys who during the week are straight-laced account executives, but on weekends become warriors for sections of fans who are only chanting because they’re getting harangued by shirtless frat boys.
Yell in my face one more time. Please do. I mean I really can’t have a good time unless I got your sweat and spit spraying me in my face. I swear I’m not going to take this bottle of Jack Daniels that I so lovingly snuck past security and sacrifice it for the mental fortitude of the stands by winging it at your head. GO FIRE FO FIRE GO FIRE *flipflipflipflipflip* DONE.
After the game we dipped over the Skylark on the near south side to say whats up to my guy Ropesack. Somewhere between the bar and the field we found to smoke in, I thought it was a good idea to climb something. On the way back down the 4 story building I chose, a light turns on, so I speed up the process. Going back over the fence, I succeeded in ripping a chunk off the top of it to the surprise and delight of onlookers.
The crew we were rolling with consisted of like 4 groups of friends smashed into one rolling, heaving mass of drunkenness. Among them were Megan and Stacy, two friends of mine from NY. I’ll start out by saying that me and glitter do not get along. Like if I was a super hero and I needed an arch enemy, his super power would have something to do with glitter. I can’t even go to strip clubs without dressing in a full body condom first. Not to shield myself from the vagina and shame, but to keep their accursed dust off of me.
These two chicks are the johnny fucking appleseeds of glitter. Not only do they always have it, they are consumed with the need to put it on everything. EVERYTHING. SO its reaching closing time at the bar, we’re chilling, I hear my name being called and turn my head directly into the path of an oncoming glitter cloud.
For the rest of the night, no matter how hard I tried, I looked like I got a facial basting from Tinkerbell. These bitches really gotta stop eating so much acid.
The good guys over at Robust Flavor sat down with Formula Werks co-creative director Escape76 last week to chat about design, the FWX life, and all that fun stuff. You can see the interview here. If you want a QuickTime version of their slideshow, you can check it out here. A grainy YouTube version is below; we suggest the QuickTime original.
Don’t forget that the new Secret Motherfuckin’ Stash is up for this week as well (see below post for info on that). You can get the new goods at www.scumbagnation.com. Don’t miss out!
Hells jeah. Our “Secret Motherfuckin’ Stash” is back in action, this week only!
New gear from Joey Potts, Brian Morris, MCA (Evil Design), Food One (Jim Mahfood), and Escape76 is now available. Four new tees, two new hoodies, and two new caps. You can only order through this week, and then the goods will be gone forever.
If you’ve participated in a secret pop-up site before, you know how it works. If you don’t, just hit the site and all the info will be presented, along with all the freshness laid out before your eyes.
This run also includes a free sticker pack, free button pack, and free worldwide shipping on every order. Aaaand, orders of $100 or more get a bonus T-shirt. You know how we do!
Finally! “Freshly Dipped” T-shirts are now in stock and available, both at select retailers and in our online store. This full-color print was hand-illustrated by the man himself, Joey Potts, and is available in white or silver for men and in white for women. Get freshly dipped!
Awww yeah! A few new glorious shirts are now available as we swing into summer. “Insight” by Joey Potts is available in three colors, and Escape76 has two new shirts: “Heritage” comes in black/natural or white/purple, and a revamp of our (in)famous “Grind Hard” shirt comes in three colors for men and in purple for the ladies.
Also note that these are available in your local shops and a couple of online stores, so support independent businesses and pick them up there if you can! See our dealers page to find a shop near you. Our authorized dealers now include the fantastic crew over at the online store Robust Flavor; be sure to check them out as they’ve been doing their thing for a while now and are highly lauded for their support of dope streetwear.
Our online shop also has several things on sale, so check it out and get a great deal on some very limited items. Word!
We’re obviously bias to our crew, and there’s no reason we shouldn’t be. Revise CMW has a couple of entries in the Dr. Martens boot design contest right now, and we urge you - of course - to vote for him. Ha! You can see his entries below, and see the main contest info page right here.
