A little short I acted in for ImBoycrazy.Com

boycrazy at the drugstore: from alexi wasser on Vimeo.

I play a casting director in Episode 5 of “The Big Time”.  Thanks to David Wuest and his gang.  It was fun.

Those were the days.

Thanks to our buddy Danozone at TheSkateBoardMag.com, MOAB is featured in Gareth Stehr’ Mag Minute.  Skater dudes in LA have really been showing lots of support for the metal scene and it’s much appreciated.  Gareth your clip goes off dude.  Thanks.

Kyle Burns is my brother.  I’ll be staying on the Northern California coast with him for the next month.  He’s my Cinematographer, but he’s also an organic farmer.  Kyle has a very insightful blog on farming and photography.  Anyone interested in either should check it out.

Great article on the Nye Ranch and some gypsy farming:

Kyle . Farming

Kyle has a photo site coming soon via Epidemic.

Good friend and artist/collaborator Thomas Mahoney mentioned me in a blog recently.  He seems to love one of my favorite bands ever Dr. Z, one of the most maniacal bands of all time.  Check it out if you give a hoot.

Thomas Mahoney

Link to the album included.

New Years Eve was spent at the Nye Ranch in Fort Bragg California.  The year quickly died away and was reborn 2009.  My friends and family were with me, and love shined into and beyond the dark corners of the year past.  Love cleanses the gutters of time.  Happy New Years.

1. Slay the slayer. Which is my reality, conditioning, adulthood, habits, basically everything human about myself. I love Dune.

2. Astral Projection. It’s cheaper than text messaging, and I have to talk to people far away from my dungeon in Los Angeles. I really need to hone my skills here and get real. Just imagine visiting those you care about in their dreams. Jeez, that’s really something.

3. Play Heavier Riffs. Matt Pike just sold me on playing riffs at 40, so why not. Fuck being an actor, I’m just going to head bang. And then sing songs that make people cry if I can and if not just scream and cry my self to sleep.

4. Fall In Love. Yea why not.

5. Beat Final Fantasy XII. Yea, turn on some Jacula and play with magic. Fenix Down!

oh and:

5.2 “I don’t know, I don’t care, yep.” Say that to someone who is asking me something, someone who really cares about my opinion. Thanks Sam.

Having become indifferent to objects of perception, the pupil must seek out the Rajah of the senses, the Thought- Producer, he who awakes illusion. The Mind is the great Slayer of the Real. Let the Disciple slay the Slayer. [Voice p. 1-2 ULT-edition ]

Withhold thy mind from all external objects, all external sights. Withhold internal images, lest on thy Soul-light a dark shadow they should cast. [Voice p. 20]

- Helena Blavatsky

Just had a meeting with Jeff Phillips (AKA Shady Jeff) from LA BIO CARS.  We are developing a web series/documentary on environmental issues.  Jeff has always been on top of his game, and being that I’ve known him for quite some time, I trust that he’s going to attack these issues in our Documentary head first.  Hopefully we’ll have a trailer up sometime in the next month.  In the meantime stay green by checking out these sites.

This is a really in depth look at the pollution and destruction of the environment along the 5 freeway in California.

Invisible 5

CNN International had it’s way with LA BIOCARS and GREENLAB earlier in the year.

Back In Los Angeles.  My sister is a dirty girl.  HOOHAA!

Justin Taines and I went to City Sip the other day.  City Sip is a new wine bar in Echo Park and Justin hates it.  Justin hates many things here on our planet earth, but for some reason he has a true black blooded taste for destroying City Sip’s laid back vibes.

1. Justin hates standing at the bar and drinking wine. He also hates ordering wine, because it makes him feel pretentious.  He also hates ordering beer at bars because it makes him feel like a loser.  So I don’t know how to help him here.  I’d say stop thinking so much and fucking order.

2.  He hates intellectuals or what I like to call the “faux sophisticato”.  It’s a class that Justin doesn’t fit into so he says, but I think he might be mayor of the city in which he wishes to annihilate.  Justin may have a case of the not so common Nero bug.

3.  Justin pretends to hate Cheese Plates.  Another lie.  He eats expensive onion, cheese and toasted bread every morning.

I found City Sip to be a nice alternative to the dirty little liars that hop around the local Little Joy and the Echo.  I’m sick of everyone lying all the time.  It’s not attractive.  Cowboy shirts don’t make you hip and either does playing pool or drinking coffee all day long in plain view.  Comb your hair, shave, and drink coffee somewhere productive.  Like at a job.  Anyone ever heard of actually being productive in Echo Park?  Lethargic people are disgusting.

I saw an ex lover on Television last night.  That makes me hip cause now I am drunk and being truly drunk is hip as fucking hell.  Fuck it!  I’m cussing again.  Haunted 600 miles aways from the entertainment mecca is somehow relieving.  As Chris Isaac plays in the background to a stormy Mendocino Day.

“Ohhh I, wanna fall in love”

It’s getting quite difficult to adjust to winter this year, reason being it is 85 degrees outside right now.  I woke up in my bed wearing a long coat, covered in sweat, confused, for I know not when or how I got to sleep.  It’s a recurring problem in life’s recurring dream of ridiculousness.  I wish ridiculous was the correct word.  Life isn’t really ridiculous at all.  Synchronicities are becoming too easy to find because I already know what’s going to happen.  The script in my mind is always 5 pages in front of the narrative of my life.  Go ahead, try and surprise me. All Saturday means in Los Angeles is that you have to sweep the dust of night under the rug.  Look to the stars, dust is made up of Heaven.

Thomas and I sitting in an underground layer somewhere far below Pound Town.  It is Holloween, and I am dressed as a Rent Boy, and Tom is himself(holy terror).

I’ve been working on material for a new LBL album over the past couple months.  It sounds nothing like the ZF . LBL “Veiled Unveiler” which came out a year or so ago.  This is straight dub/black metal/pop.  Couldn’t sleep the other night so I put together a couple promo posters for it.  Enjoy.

I have to thank Tom Mahoney 10 times over for setting up my site and new blog for me.  It’s very rare that anyone can understand the scrambled code that blasts from his mouth like Robert Fripp going apeshit at a Dixie Chicks show.  Tom and Robert Fripp are both cool dudes.  I don’t know exactly how all this works yet, but I’m a quick learner and I am a sociopath says a many woman, and a sociopath like myself likes to look at all the pretty sentences I write.

This is what you should know in the mean time.

Mark Botil’s catch phrase “DOWN TO POUND” has blown up beyond he ever imagined a nuke blowing up in his face, and I believe that is exactly what this is.  A nuke in Mark Botil’s face .  I can’t say that when people use the mighty 3 word combination good things happen, but it sure is fun.  It can be too fun.  Promises and lies don’t exist in Pound Town.  Either does redemption.   Basically every single lunatic in Los Angeles is DTP, and all this happened within the last week.  Psycho Matt being the highest ranking member of DTP besides Thomas and Myself.

We have big plans people.  Funny things are going to happen.  We will have fun at your expense.

2 new Fantasy Games, and an Octagon Hipster Battle on March 21st.  The only set fight as of now is.

Tom “The Tyrant” Mahoney vs. Psycho Matt

Camerin “Killa Cam” Kelly vs. Ryan

Dressed like Keanu Reaves from “My Own Privata Idaho.”  Yea, you heard me.  Rent Boy style.