Bash Compactor: Dark Days

Waxing nostalgic for the good old days is as important a rite of passage for any freshly minted New Yorker as learning the subway system or ordering drugs.

I checked out some art for Vice the other night. Awesome pagan Christmas art.

FLAMING FIRE PRESENTS ETERNAL CHRISTMAS: A YULETIDE DREAMLAND

Bash Compactor: The Shank 2.0

“I just got back from Princeton. Have you seen Animal House? I got asked for ‘Shout’ like three times.” 

Bash Compactor: Big Papa

Rumor has it Utzman's charm was not enough to keep the peace into the wee hours, when a man drunk on hubris and Tecates took a swing at him but was quickly ejected. 

Bash Compactor: Sleeping Together

“Do you know when Agyness Deyn is supposed to show up?” one asked. I did not. “Who the fuck is Agyness Deyn?” asked another. As no one can ever really “know” who another person is, I did not attempt to illuminate the issue.

Faeriecon coverage in the Vice blog

As expected, it was pretty epic.

AMONG THE OAKS AND THE ELDERS

Peaches at Terminal 5

Rock and roll! Rock and roll! Rock rock rock! Rock and roll!