Dubbeldutch = Slow Mix by G∇RNT∑∀⨇

I realize i didnt say a proper goodbye, So this is the best way I could say it. I have loved doing this blog for the last few years. Now I don’t anymore. I’ve moved house. I’m over on come say hi!… thanks for following Thanks for caring. Thanks for everything. I’ll leave this up as a relic to cyberspace but this is my final post. So as goodbyes go there are only so many available downloads on this mix. I think it’s fitting as a musical summary of what this blog has meant to me. The people, the jokes, the music. I loved every minute. I’m crackstevens. I like to party and I love you for reading this. BRIGHTON, UK STAND UP TALL! WE DID THIS!!

This is the best thing I’ve heard all year, better than any album, better than any mix better, than all the sex I’ve had (almost). This mix is colossal. There is a down load limit so you best get it quick time. If you don’t agree with me and you know me please delete me from your life, please. Met dubbeldutch the other night and had I heard this before I met him I woulda geeked the fuck out.


Unkle Crack over and out. xoxo



Untitled Series 1 episode 1 by G∇RNT∑∀⨇

Been sitting on this for a month or 2 but now I have lost any patience I previously had. I want to start to document things that intrest me. Tattoos interest me, shoot first ask questions later. This is all.

J is for Junkie [Full Length] by G∇RNT∑∀⨇

Undoubtedly the most compelling thing you’ll see online this month. Well this and lious Theroux child like holiday visit to an American prison. I’ll reserve my comments till I’ve finished watching the whole. thing.

Greedmont TV presents a documentary by Corey Davis on a group crack addicts in Atlanta who live outside in a small cove behind a Texaco, infamously dubbed as the “Living Room.” They share their stories and tell us what it’s like to battle with a deadly addiction to crack-cocaine. “Growing up I never had a father, because he was out running the streets getting high… Right around the time I was born, the mid 80′s, African-American communities across the country was struck by the crack epidemic. Which robbed us our prideful culture and instantly perverted it into a counter-culture where playgrounds became warzones and families were destroyed.”

SAde = The Moon and The Sky (Remix) by G∇RNT∑∀⨇

Only this chick can make being sad and melancholy so goood! I’d wifey just to make her feel shit and write cuss songs about me! Love you x


Split Tongue = Jay Read ooouuuccchhh by G∇RNT∑∀⨇
October 14, 2010, 9:05 pm
Filed under: Pain

If you’re squeamish best you lock off

July 30, 2010, 1:58 pm
Filed under: Man's Got To Eat, Pain

So I know a little about art or at least I know what I like. Seeing as I’m  not entrenched in it and I’m pretty open minded, so to each his own. Yet somethings baffle me. I clocked on to Show Studio to see Millie Browns show knowing that she is the pukey girl. She basically drinks milk and food colouring and yaks all over a canvas. Okay so understanding the concept is one thing and seeing the final outcome is another. But it still leaves me thinking that this cant be good for you right. If you vomit to get things out of your body as a natural reaction then won’t it affect your digestive system some how with repeated vomiting? Didnt know how I would feel about it but it was strangely facinating. I mean watching a friend vomit it pretty  funny but this shit it like a train wreak, I cant stop watching. I’m even saying to myself ‘come on love give us a show‘ I want to see some projectile thug thizzle…

I’m sure it’s a skill? is it? More power to the bitch if she wants to do that, I’m obviously watching this shit. Fuck it! She isn’t my sister but I’d like to think that shit wont fuck up her insides. Regardless it’s an interesting fomrat Show Studios put together. The two opera singers Patricia Hammond and Zita Syme give a somewhat eerie feel to the whole performance. The atmosphere is clinical and clean the strong colours the only warmth in a cold sterile setting. Millie is a visual contrast; dressed in all black sporting giant horse hooves for heels, she sits in the corner like an innocent girl on the naughty step. She nonchalantly drinks these goblets of colour patiently only broken up by her straw stirring the concoction. All the while I’m getting tense because I know whats coming and wonder how it’s going to pan out? Will the camera change angle? will she get on all fours? Will it be projectile (i’m hoping it will)? Will the 2 emotive singers break note and watch her? She gets up re-ups with another glass of blue milk, drinks some more then moves to the adjacent side of the room.


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