music credits for 2011.
digging this






while figuring out exactly what marine layer could or should be, i thought it would be rad to create a visual dialogue via iphone starting in new york. this lasted about 3 days. i learned quickly that taking something current and real and posting it online felt very exploitive. even in a vague indirect way. i trip out on twitter users. besides daily exploitation, being constantly plugged into social media totally kills the incubation period thats necessary for anything special to develop. instead it's just a trickle of shit. and not to mention missing out on real human interaction. ever been at dinner while everyones tweeting? yep. omg i'm totally ripping on twitter. hey i run a blog. i've got no leverage.

these pictures were taken just after midnight at a bar in brooklyn on sept. 7th. that's the k holes and they're rad. shortly after this i remember taking shots (it was my birthday) and yelling way too loud to an australian dude i'd just met that he's reading the wrong bukowski books. now that's reckless. how embarrassing. maybe they've got it right. human interaction is dead. there's no guilt or hangover in cyber world. reality mostly leaves you sick, disheartened and bummed out. maybe i need to open a twitter account. or perhaps just a lifestyle change.

PANDA BEAR "Surfer's Hymn" from m ss ng p eces on Vimeo.

rad! love the skeleton shaka pounds.


surfing magazine did something on him like a month ago so i suppose i'm a lil behind the 8 ball, but i certainly am a fan. i saw him two nights ago in santa barbara. we showed up at 8. nobody was there. merch table. hell yeah! i bought a shirt and an LP. "hey guys thanks for coming" it was him. shit i froze up. kinda just shook my head i think. damn.

i went to the bar and ordered soup and a beer. they both tasted good. the opening act wasn't my cup of tea but they played their instruments well. catwalk. they're from oxnard!!! wtf?? the place filled up.

i've been really diggin his recordings. badlands is great, but also the U.S. Girls split and the daytrotter stuff... but the songs really came to life in this here bar. a natural performer. his friendly demeanor turns demonic as he shakes and howls and terrorizes the crowd with noisy jabs from his guitar. rad!

dirty beaches



another fine choice for an album cover


barbra streisand cracks me up man. i bought this album for the cover art but i gotta say 'woman in love' is a pretty rockin track.