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2235 Sunset Blvd. Echo Park Los Angeles 90026 (213)413-1115

antimarket .com

owned and operated by john q., echo park’s anti-market is a great local motorcycle shop. i stop in all the time to say hello to the guys and talk bikes mostly. they fix and sell almost anything with two wheels and a motor. john, greg, rich and tony are the guys i see there everyday and they have helped me fix stuff plenty of times without trying to swindle me. if you’re in a hurry, it may not be the best place to go, but if you have a little time, they’ll get it done right and at a reasonable cost. john also manufactures moto-denim that you’ll see for sale in the shop. i have no experience with his gear, but it looks well made. pretty much anything you’d need for your bike is around… helmets, jackets, full-suits, gloves, knives and fuel filters. sometimes they’ll have drive chains and they’ve always got a pretty interesting selection of t-shirts. if you’re in los angeles, check it out, it’s great having a place like this right down the street.



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exactly

i was just on the helmet page looking for a song, but all they’ve got up is songs from their new album. i had hope for a moment. i know they started sucking a whole lotta ass years ago when page hamilton left the band, but this is the new record and he’s come back. i used to love those guys and i still have some early records, they were all really good until hamilton left, so i gave it a chance…

what a bunch of f**king bullshit. cock-knockery if i’ve ever heard it. one song was called ‘money shot’ and maybe it was about a time when they were taking money shots across the face. who knows. but what summed it all up was the the last song…

swallow everything.

aptly titled. yes, just like when metallica released ‘load’. not that it wasn’t alluded to by their terrible black album, but hey, we were talking about helmet… what happened? they sound like some nu-metal kids trying to be what they thought would be a better version of helmet. no details needed really, i mean if you want to, go to their page and witness it. as ben might say… it just suuuuh uhhhhh uhhh ucks.

but let us leave on a positive note…

i’ve been listening to a lot of chokebore lately and chokebore’s “a taste for bitters” is fucking good.



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i had written this on 16 december, 2006:

man, i was out riding my motorcycle on some errands this morning/afternoon and when i was in little tokyo it started raining a little and i was thinking, whatever, a little rain, kind of nice because i like the rain. i was watching people run and hide from the water. like most everyone, they are idiots. unlike me, because i am a genius. so i get my gear on and start riding home which is only about two miles away. starts raining harder, no big deal. starts raining really hard. interesting. i didn’t get worried or frustrated or anything like that, but at about 40mph going north on beaudry, i noticed that a river of water was pouring down the front of my jacket into my crotch. it felt as though i were pissing myself, only with cold water. it started to feel like my manhood was trying to invert itself to keep warm. anyways, it’s good to be home again. in a clean pair of boxers with the heat way up listening to records. good times.

my motorcycle

photo nick romaniak



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today

who would think a really great day starts with ones self climbing out of a scotch flavored hole in the earth to find his girlfriend suffering from a pretty nasty case of food poisoning? i suppose a great benefit to me was that i didn’t really think about how shitty i felt until sometime in the late morning or afternoon.

fanny and i were out last night. we had the gig over at the redwood. it was either something there or sushi she ate for lunch. anyways. not good. very not good. we ran out of water this morning and so i went to get water and also got vitamin water, orange juice and bubbly water. and since it was friday i moved the cars and bike to avoid even more parking tickets. for a while i thought we might have to go to the hospital. fanny’s mom suggested grapefruit seed extract, which i didn’t think of, but have in the house. that shit is pretty awesome.

anyways, fanny started feeling better after hours of being really sick and i went to the video store for us so we could watch some movies when she started feeling ok, or minimally nauseas is what the status seemed to be later. also while fanny was sleeping at home, i saw todd at the record store and went into masa for some fresh bread. it was chilly out on the bike.  i thought about how much i love it here in echo park.

it was nice to get home to a warm house and fanny doesn’t believe me, but she’s beautiful even when she’s violently ill. so, aside from her many short, indoor trips to be sick, we spent the rest of the day laying in bed, taking naps and recovering from our respective poisons. we watched ‘you, me and dupree’ which was entertaining because, even though he annoys the shit out of a lot of people, owen wilson is actually really fucking great. fanny made a good point… thanks wes anderson, for making movies with people in these roles that sort of redefined some of them. at least to us. i mean, i always thought wilson was an idiot until i saw the tenenbaums. and anderson’s movies reminded me of how much bill murray was and still is awesome (i still need to buy caddyshack on dvd).

then i went to trader joes and got yogurt and other stuff that would be good for my poor sick girlfriend. when i got home, we ate a little, fanny felt way better and we watched ‘the 40 year old virgin’. it was actually hilarious. and i think both the movies we watched were by the same people. it’s great to be with someone who likes to watch stupid movies too. although, we watched some movie called ‘winter passing’ the other day and that movie suck suck SUCKED. i think we wanted to watch it because will farell is in it. don’t EVER watch that movie. it’s like some lady from the hamptons tried to write an ‘edgy’ and ‘dark’ film, but it turns out there is nothing to the movie, even will farell is boring in it, not even really stupid or annoying, just boring. here is the entire movie summed up into one or two run-on sentences…

girl moves to nyc from bfe to be an actress on broadway while doing a lot of coke and being “friendly with many men”, then goes home to find out her mothers death was really a suicide while her alcoholic, novelist father (played by ed harris who is entirely unbelievable in his role) is banging some 20 year old british chick who cuts his chicken up into small pieces for him, will farell bodyguards his house because harris is famous and fans come knocking at the door, the girl and father have a shitty relationship that is reconciled by some bullshit and while she is home in michigan she helps farell to be more confident and she turns out to be a hero! and then goes home and ends up being successful because she isn’t a coke snorting slut anymore because she made up with her father and ends up getting together with the nice guy she didn’t give fuck  about before. but, when you watch the movie, it takes almost 2 hours to watch all of that painfully spill out like a river of fecal matter from the asses of baboons. actually, i think my version is way fucking better and free and quick as well. we decided not to watch it anymore at some point, but i suggested watching the rest of it on fast forward so we could see what happened, so it didn’t really steal too much time from our lives, but that was not today.

anyways we haven’t just layed around and talked all day for a while, so it was fun and we got plenty of naps and it’s good to see her not be in pain anymore. it was like going on little missions to bring stuff home because everything is so close by. we should spend more days doing this kind of stuff, but only without hangovers and food poisoning. jim and michelle got it right… “living together is like being at camp”. it’s fun, even though we want to strangle each other sometimes, we don’t strangle each other and we keep each other warm.



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so many things…

…like christmas and thanksgiving…

but it’s all over and it feels great. that time between thanksgiving and christmas is the eye of a storm where the second part is the worst. i love hanging out with family (mine, fanny’s, ben’s, nick’s…etc), but the holidays kind of place an emphasis on being a huge pain in everyones ass and it makes people all weird and stressed out. i got some cool stuff though. i’ve been anti buying gifts for so long, but this year i got caught up in it and it was nice to get some stuff.

i got SO MANY records from fanny, ben, nick and christina, jason and fanny’s dad. i’m so excited about it. i have all this new music to listen to. stephen birdsong is going to teach me how to edit digital video. i’m gonna learn french. i turned frickin 30. fanny and i got each other presents that were so appreciated by the other, it was cool. stephen also got me this awesome japanese kitchen knife that’s so sharp it shaved the goddamned hair right off my arm. fanny didn’t seem to like that part because she worries about me, which is very sweet. i got at least a gallon of scotch and shannon got me an r2d2 pinata and a crapload of star wars decorations. i broke a picture frame at the bar when i swung at it and i was remembered for having such a violent swing. that was great. i’m worn out, but it’s alright, fanny’s making us some soup and bread and cheese so we can sit in bed and watch band of brothers.

so far, being 30 is pretty great.

nick stephen and r2d2

photo nick kapp



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