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I think this was the best day of his life so far...

I thought it was so ironic that his shirt says "play in the dirt".

looking back, i think my feet were unnecessary in this picture

my carnival prize goldfish

I heard a child crying over an old man dying

she prayed to her god, "take him, not me"

she's happy to stay

but sad that he has to leave

there are scenes like these

every day by the ocean

where soldiers and lovers

leave their lives behind

they stand in lines, filthy from the mines

they stand at attention

for an honorable mention

they sit in the sand with their toes in the surf

they trade knowledge for wisdom

and magic for mirth

I let them have their way, and I go by my own

I'm a calm summer day in search of a cyclone

I'm a broken man from winter to spring

a tuneless voice with too much to sing

there's too much to recall

not enough to remember

I'm made out of memories

but I'm owned by the weather

tied by a tether to a land of nether

you and the open water,

my two loves together

  

© Steve Skafte

  

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Underground Industries Presents: FOUL BASS!

Featuring Lancelot & Plasmatic

 

An energy filled night full of grimy basslines & filthy beats, meant to melt your face! Underground has established local events at The Thirsty Whale and Pulse Nightclub, each with their own identity. Now we've decided to keep it simple & dirty, just the way we like it! We invite you to come out to your local hot spot & get down on the dance floor!

 

PLASMATIC (Dubstep, Grime, Drumstep, Filthy Bass)

 

Brandon Isaac, better known as Plasmatic flew onto the scene 2 years ago, producing his own music and DJ'ing at house parties. He hasn't looked back since. He sure to get this night dirty in a hurry!

 

www.soundcloud.com/djplasmatic

  

LANCELOT (House, Dubstep, Trap, Electro)

 

BIO: Lancelot is a generic white kid from the Bluegrass who spins nonsense and is addicted to porn. Someday he hopes to win the lottery and become a famous vampire slayer.

 

He played a bomb set at Afterglow at The Stonewall in October 2012 for Underground Industries and more recently on 4/13/13 in Williamson that blew the roof off the building.

Lancelot never ceases to improve & impress. See for yourself.

 

Check his work: soundcloud.com/lykinslance/afterglow-live-set

 

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Photo/Video by Tophu Photo. www.facebook.com/TophuPhoto?fref=ts

  

Brought to you by the always dedicated Underground Industries. www.facebook.com/undergroundind

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Found on the River Thames (not at Clinker Beach...) - possibly one of the few products dirtier than litter itself.

Wintergreen Copenhagen - it comes from the USA - is 'pad' tobacco, which means taking a plug of the stuff and lodging it behind the lip, then spitting out streams of brown saliva. It's a manly pursuit.

It's still used today as 'snus'; some paid footballers use it.

 

[_SAM7089]

Wiping value off pound sterling over dinner . . .

 

A table napkin that thinks it’s a tenner.

Mark Cueto contemplates play from the back of the field, up to his eyes in mud. Ref: D223-100

Taken at Men's Big Ten Championship Swimming 2007.

 

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What remains of a bluejay, a wasp's nest, a box of Sun-Maid raisins, and a newspaper from 2005. The cartoon features presumably a Québécois politician, being beheaded by a guillotine and thinking: "Separation at Last". This place suffers its own permanent division, since the last time someone slept here or took shelter, about a decade and a half ago. Closed up and left to the dust of the past, while every current moment quickly joins a faded history. I sometimes wonder what business I have making so many memories, when everyone I know is forgetful of the days. If there's a right to be forgotten, a writer and photographer is always remembering in the way. Even if I get too old to bring back what's locked in the bottom of my mind, I suppose I could always return to my memories made flesh. Leafing through the leaf litter of filthy flashbacks and rippled reflections, cognizant of the clarity I've blurred along the road. Here's one more spark staying lit.

 

August 30, 2020

Bloomington, Nova Scotia

 

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Family Hotel Bathurst

9 May 2008

41's filthy upper deck (London; February 19, 2006)

 

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Blue 53 is Gillotts own and red 1960 is Campagnolo.

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