My buddy Al turned me onto this obscure spanish rocker from the 70's. Pep Laguarda. It took me awhile to find their music online, but you can download part 1 of his double disc here.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
A Veteran's Vintage Haven
After a quick trip to SoHo's Silver Lining Opticians (yes this is where Jay-Z buys his) the glasses master behind the counter suggested we checked out a little visited military surplus store called Church Street Surplus. What a gem it was.

With stacks and stacks of turn-of-the-century blankets, military standard issue gear; hats/gloves/belts/bags/thermals, and two levels of every ranking military jacket, this spot had it all. The whole inventory is closely watched by an 80 year old war vet who keeps his merchandise in check just as much as he does his employees. One such employee made sure to warn us twice, "if we want to see a blanket, ask us and we can get it down for you." Caught up in our excitement we pulled at a blanket of interest and sure enough, the owner made sure to send a harsh warning towards us and his employee.
As I navigated a latter around the narrow pathways, I was baffled by the wax coated cotton military jackets and deadstock military thermals. Some younger female customers shopping the stores elaborate fur jacket selection commented on the way this ship was run. The owner only guffawed at her, claming "I've been doing this for 65 years! I know how to run a shop!"

With stacks and stacks of turn-of-the-century blankets, military standard issue gear; hats/gloves/belts/bags/thermals, and two levels of every ranking military jacket, this spot had it all. The whole inventory is closely watched by an 80 year old war vet who keeps his merchandise in check just as much as he does his employees. One such employee made sure to warn us twice, "if we want to see a blanket, ask us and we can get it down for you." Caught up in our excitement we pulled at a blanket of interest and sure enough, the owner made sure to send a harsh warning towards us and his employee.
As I navigated a latter around the narrow pathways, I was baffled by the wax coated cotton military jackets and deadstock military thermals. Some younger female customers shopping the stores elaborate fur jacket selection commented on the way this ship was run. The owner only guffawed at her, claming "I've been doing this for 65 years! I know how to run a shop!"
My recent trip to New York
As part of my new transformation process...I escaped the midwest in search of inspiration. Thanks to my gracious host I lived a life far different than the one I'm used to girls/drinks/parties/rap/drugs/light/cameras/fashions.
I was reassured of my American roots. Down home American bars, vintage military shops, great home cooked meals, and hand made american goods.
I was reassured of my American roots. Down home American bars, vintage military shops, great home cooked meals, and hand made american goods.
New York, New York from Just A Boy on Vimeo.
The Begining.
This is my blog.
Recently my life has been diluted with designer clothing, scene girls, reckless partying, spontaneous hookups, non-creative (but monetarily satisfying) work and no true pursuit, inspiration or expertise. It's all the things you see in music videos and just as repetitive and lacking in enthusiasm as you'd expect.
This blog is my release. A gradual step towards normalcy again. I'm reeling it all back in search of a balance between my recent Hollywood lifestyle and my long lost care-free lifestyle. Just looking for the middle ground. Where is my muse?
Recently my life has been diluted with designer clothing, scene girls, reckless partying, spontaneous hookups, non-creative (but monetarily satisfying) work and no true pursuit, inspiration or expertise. It's all the things you see in music videos and just as repetitive and lacking in enthusiasm as you'd expect.
This blog is my release. A gradual step towards normalcy again. I'm reeling it all back in search of a balance between my recent Hollywood lifestyle and my long lost care-free lifestyle. Just looking for the middle ground. Where is my muse?
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