stand up.

a couple clips of my brother doing some improv comedy with his guitar:

new work: cage / acid blotter sheet flyer

just finished up this flyer:

don't miss this show. if you need tickets, let me know. $25 and well worth every penny.

the secret art of the 20 minute flyer.

just finished up a revised version of this today. come thru:

party like its 2099.

if you are smart, you will be at this:

if you came or attempted to come to our video premiere at bear country last month, you know that it got shut down by the police before midnight which really sucked. we were planning to go on all night. we had live bands. we had three djs. we had live comedy lined up. we had a ton of booze. anyway, being that it was ruined and a lot of people never even got in the door, i needed to re-do the party. here are all the details:

SATURDAY DECEMBER 26, 2009
DINGBATZ / 620 VAN HOUTEN AVE / CLIFTON, NJ
DOORS OPEN AT 8PM / VIDEO AT 9PM / BANDS AT 10:30PM

LIVE PERFORMANCES BY:
FLESHTEMPLE
McRAD
COUGH
THE DIRTY STAYOUTS

PROJECTION SCREEN SHOWING OF DIVISION EAST "TOMORROW" AT 9PM

$30 - OPEN BAR FROM 8PM-10PM AND SHOW
so basically the show plus $20 for 2 hours of limitless drinking which is a pretty good fucking deal if you ask me.

$10 - AFTER 10PM JUST FOR BANDS (OR ANYTIME AFTER 8PM IF YOU DON'T WANT OPEN BAR)

DVD COPIES OF THE VIDEO WILL BE AVAILABLE FOR SALE. WE WILL ALSO HAVE TONS OF SHIRTS/HATS/STICKERS AND OTHER MERCH AS WELL.

COME DOWN AND DRINK YOUR HOLIDAY PAIN AWAY WITH A BUNCH OF PARTY ANIMALS.

40s, blunts and all types of ill shit.

some updates/upcoming shit etc.

first of all, can you say budget? i was asked to do a flyer and i had zero time to do it so this is what it looks like haha:


(division east video showings at drop-in for our upstate new york peeps and wonderbar in asbury park for our south jersey peeps.)

i had a little more time to work on this one. but not much. and poor emma was bored as fuck and fiending for scotch watching me do it:

(my dude is throwing this benefit to get some kids toys for christmas. december 11 @ hartleys in north arlington. come through if you can. if you can't and still wanna donate a toy, hit me up.)

also - the re-do of our premiere party that got shut down by the cops last weekend will be december 26th at dingbatz. one of the original bands can't play (njdots) so i am working on a line-up as we speak. right now its looking like cough, fleshtemple and mcrad, but that's not set in stone quite yet. i should have all the final details in the next week or so. most likely the rundown will be an 8pm-10pm open bar. video showing at 9pm and bands starting around 10-10:30pm. i believe it will be something like $30 bucks for the 8-10 open bar and show and either 8 or 10 bucks if you come after 10pm just for the show. we will have dvd copies of the video for sale along with a bunch of other division east merch and possibly the debut of my t-shirt line (if i can finalize the artwork and get them printed in time). i will be mass circulating an official flyer and facebook invites as soon as everything is finalized.

thangs.

emma cart. fuck mario.

tree funk.

last night i got the last minute call from my good friend freddy dingo to bartend at dingbatz. got down there to find out there were some tribute bands playing. an ac/dc tribute and an iron maiden tribute called sanctuary. generally, i'm not too siked on cover bands or tribute bands, but sanctuary was pretty spot on with the music and vocals. they even had a 10-foot eddie walking around the bar.

me and alaina killed it. mad middle age dudes were drooling over her and one of them told me i looked like "an amish". but its all good cause i was flirting with the old broads sitting at the bar and working those tips like a man whore. two can play at that game.

laura dropped by to visit her girl.

and her boy.

and take random pics like the camera whore she is.






after closing, it got a little ignorant with the staff. i lost count of how many shots we did. they just kept on coming. i stumbled out of there around 4am and went home and watched donnie darko with the laziest little fucker on the planet and was up 5 hours later to go back to work.

blah.

some silly things. like a sunset.


friday night, voice or no voice had their last show.



we chilled at dingos after.


although you can't really tell, the afterparty got bloody ignorant. actually had a conversation with the landlord about it today.




saturday, i bartended at dingbatz. it was slower and slow, as you can probably tell from these pictures.




last night i got drunk and took pictures of bathroom graffiti. i think i'm going to start doing that everywhere.

old/unused.

super quick, budget photocopy flyer for voice or no voice.


gdp flyer that never got used. gdp, being the modest guy he is, didn't want his name bigger than the other artists, even though it was a party for his record release. turns out the city of clifton closed down the warehouse anyway, so the party never even happened. r.i.p. division east warehouse.
(front)
(back)

freddy, my good friend and owner of dingo's den and dingbatz is also president of the new jersey licensed beverage association and he had me do a flyer for their annual picnic this year.


a super-quick flyer for my boys down at 660 grand.

vacation

one beautiful thing about having a "real" job is getting paid vacation. today, i returned to work for the first time in 9 days. people at my job asked me where i was going, to which i simply replied "my couch". but i did a little bit more than just sit on my couch. right in front of my couch is my laptop which i sat on for like 8-10 hours on some days working on some projects.

first of all, i finished up the layout for the new GDP album. it's a double-disc release (cd & dvd) with an 8-panel booklet insert complete with lyrics and a bunch of ill flicks taken inside GDP's house by this dude named tone, and some sick piece of cover art that was hand drawn by one of his boys.

besides that, i finished up artwork for a bunch of t-shirts. four shirts to be exact. they will all be available at division east in the near future. no previews right now. i'm keeping them a mystery. but i will be sure to let everyone know when they are in the shop so you can all go buy them.

besides sitting in front of my computer, i did manage to get out a tiny bit. last saturday, my homegirl mimi was kind enough to hook me up with a ticket to nine inch nails and jane's addiction at the PNC art center. typically, i like shows in dive bars where i can be about 2 feet from the stage and occasionally grab the microphone and get all up in that shit. for the most part, i am totally opposed to large venue shows. they are so impersonal and they attract tons of people who don't know shit about music. not to mention 9 dollar beers, overpriced snacks and other bullshit. like for example, you couldn't bring your own blanket into PNC, but they were selling blankets for 15 bucks. fucking scumbags.

anyway, as much as i'm ranting, i can't take anything away from either one of those bands, regardless of the venue. we got in as nine inch nails was starting and we were pretty far from the stage. i managed to get a couple OK flicks from far away:




the rest all kinda looked like this, although they are pretty cool and i might use them as background textures in some design projects:




photos of jane's addiction weren't too much better:


we even snuck onto the special needs lawn seating, but we got kicked out of there and i still didn't get any good photos:






luckily for me, i'm the fucking man and i randomly ran into my boy by the bathrooms and he hooked me up with a couple of fake VIP laminates for me and my homegirl:




they worked like a charm:










all in all, i have to say those bands put on a good fucking show. obviously, it was much better once we were 5 feet from the stage, but i grew up with both of them and i can't take anything away from them. they had that place roaring and honestly, i didn't see quite as many eyeliner/fishnets/black fingernail freaks as i thought i would at a nine inch nails show.

leaving PNC was a shitshow, but we managed to get back up to clifton in time to see NJDOTS at dingbatz which ruled:
















obviously we all got shit hammered and had a blast. sunday we woke up bright and early (5pm) to attend the pig roast at dingo's den and check out for the love of and agents of man at dingbatz:












for the love of was amazing. brought me back to my cassette tape days so badly. i remember driving around in my silver oldsmobile in like 96 listening to those dudes and screaming at my windshield. so fucking good. i even got to grab the mic and scream along with the singer for a song. it fucking ruled. i was real busy enjoying myself, but i did grab a couple flicks:




i was so shitfaced that after those dudes i went outside to smoke a cigarette and wound up at dingos, thinking we had plenty of time to get back for agents of man. i walked back in as they were finishing their set like a fucking asshole and totally missed them. but, i did have the pleasure of seeing my homeboy kevone and bulldoze do a quick, last-minute, 3-song set. so fucking good. kids were so siked on this:












we finished the night off across the street and closed the place out:




















the week basically consisted of drinking, sleeping, working on designs and then doing it all over again. early in the week mimi stopped by with this bottle of plum moonshine from switzerland. it wasn't actual moonshine, but christ it really tasted like it:


throughout the week i grabbed some random flicks here and there. i ran into marlene who used to be one of my co-workers when i was bartending full-time at dingos. she rules:






bite it.


bootylicious.


thursday night my boys anthony and brother bob played with their band, the dirty stayouts. they were awesome:








grabbed a few more over the weekend and now i am back to my regularly scheduled program:




























there were a few faces that i'm surprised weren't involved in any of these pictures. and you know who you are. get on top of that.