Speaking of CrowsNest, if you visit the website you’ll notice that you can now “book online” for your haircut or shave with any of the guys so next time you take a break from pullin’ the pudd, go ahead and book your beauty treatments from the comfort of your own home.
Got a package in the mail today from Delicious Design League who’d sold out of their Origin Of Species at Flatstock in Chicago so I had them send me some for Alistair, William & Holden… and little baby Matty, of course.
The boys and I were in reasonably decent shape the next day but it was clear almost immediately that we weren’t going to be drinking very many of the 36 beers we brought with us that day.
Guess who had no problems?
Just building new weaponry to launch things at Lil Tuffy, across the way…
I’d like to interrupt this post to bring you some essential Jonah Takalua moments…
Back to your regularly scheduled programming… If you didn’t watch that, you won’t get this next picture and you’re probably don’t like jokes.
I hadn’t spent enough time over the weekend checking out all of the amazing designers at the show so on the last day I did a proper tour and started to put together a short list of things to take home with me…
I got a few of these Darwin prints from Delicious for Holden, Alistair and William but they were sold out by that day so they’re going to send them to me. Tops!
I got a couple of Aesthetic Apparatus prints that are pretty rad, but my big score from them was the “Nice Beer Lake” beer tumbler set – last one in existence!
Chicago Soy Dairy was in full effect with their Temptation Ice Cream again - I ate fewer than expected which is good for my gut, but that shit was so good I wish I’d eaten a billion cones.
Joe D’s hula girl friend was there just shreddin’ it…
Got back to the booth close to the end of the set and started to help tear down…
We were all pretty hot & sticky at this point…
Matt made the #1 Fan to keep cool…
Why don’t you watch MTV for once?!
Guess who is still goin’ like a champ?
We hit up the Twisted Spoke on the way back to the hotel which was pretty sweet…
So much to choose from!
Do you want the COCK SMASHER or…
…maybe the Gutter Slut?
Either way, the place was pretty awesome and the food/drinks were great. Andrew couldn’t finish his… I had to finish it so they wouldn’t think we didn’t like it.
While we were at the Twisted Spoke, in a move that would prove for lots of lolz at my expense for the next two days, I shazam’d the song playing and found a new band that I’ve been diggin’ on pretty hard since being back…
The best “missed connection” you’ve ever seen, I swear. The non-plssed fella in the yellow shirt was stalled in that spot long enough to come and buy a print. Sick!
As the show let out we pumped the soul jams, had a little dance party and Joe D made sure that hands got slapped and stick-in-the-muds got put on notice!
Still love those Chicago train bridges…
Still love this beat up little 450…
Still stackin’ crabby patties…
Basically, we got the worst room in an otherwise swanky hotel which also happened to be a smoking room… When in Rome…
Oh, you thought that was it? Nah son! We dos it big in Chi City! DJ Khalid! Reeeeeeeeemix! We Da Best!
We headed over to this rad bar called Alice’s that serves up the brewskis all night long… And some seriously awesome Karaoke jams! We met up with our Bubble Buddies along with Karen, Matt, Joe D (still in dog suit) and Jenny & Sarah from Lure Design and we all proceeded to basically run tings all night long
What the fuck?
Aner and I served up a little Ginuwine xxxtra spicy!
Sick sunnies approved!
I’d wager to say Aner & I do it better…
Any of those in attendance that may be reading, can you confirm?
The boys went to the show earlier to set up and I set out to The Chicago Diner for a vegan montecristo, some hash browns & a side of mac n cheese. Jesus Christ!
I still had some time to kill before I’d be able to get in officially so I just started walking in the direction of the festival… Did that for about an hour and a half before it got to be too hot and I found myself in a bit of a no-man’s land so I opted to flag down the first cab I saw (took almost half an hour!) and got the fuck outta there!
Went and got a flat of Bud and some ice for the cooler, met up with Andrew and settled in for a long day of drankin’ and slangin’ wares.
Last year, the boys shared their tent with the fellas from The Bubble Process out of Cleveland & Brooklyn and they’d already foretold of the good times we were sure to have with these dudes (and their bud Karen who was in from Florida) – I was not disappointed… I could tell within 5 minutes that this was going to be a super fun weekend with some super fun new buds.
At these things, we don’t really watch many of the bands… The truth is, unless you’re going to get right up there, there isn’t much point in trying to watch… You can just watch on the big-screen in which case you could just stream it at home… I just like to go for the atmosphere, the hang-time and the occasional jam.
On day one we caught a couple of Neko Case before returning to home base for… you guessed it… buds & buds.
As per usual… Of the many food vendors at the festival, one of them is the aforementioned and afore-gushed-about Chicago Diner. Corn dogs and Cheese steaks for days, son!
This guy had a hat set-up to record bands. Apparently the sound wasn’t very good. Big win.
I forget this fella’s name, but he was one of the other designers that the boys knew… I liked his shirt which is apparently made by Miles To Go Clothing and is an homage to The Illustrated Man by Ray Bradbury… Their Moby Dick shirt is pretty sweet, too.
While we’re on the subject of bike art; I generally second Tracko‘s notion that most bicycle art is tacky, despite the best intentions of the artists, but these pieces by Carolina Fontoura Alzaga are quite stunning. I approve.
Two of my best buds in the world, Tami & Robbie, have been feeding this sweet little feral cat they’ve named Walter. With the realization that you kinda have to shit or get off the pot in these instances they’ve decided to make an honest kitty out of him and take him in.
Thing is, taking a completely feral cat and turning him into your special little guy is going to cost a shit-ton of money and on a new teacher’s / artist’s salaries… well, sheeeeeit.
So, to help try to drum up some funds for Walter’s inevitable vet bills, Tami is offering pet portraits – $50 for a custom 5×7 pet portrait. See some of Tami’s work here and email her here for more info.
Say what you will about Monocle either way, but it’s great to see that the big man himself walked into Bikes‘ Queen St. shop just days after opening and saw fit to put the shop in Monocle’s travel issue as “The best place to buy a new bike.”