Showing posts with label hipsters. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hipsters. Show all posts

Saturday, November 17, 2012

When Muppets Snort Cocaine

My drunken, 2:30 AM internet explorations rarely end in anything other than dubstep I can't remember downloading and music videos I can't unsee.

Such was the case with both my unearthing of an Australian DJ named Qua and his beatific visions in film.

So I downloaded an album, and with it came some videos. The first is pretty much what would happen if Prodigy's "Smack My Bitch Up" had drug-fueled, unprotected sex with Meet the Feebles in a dirty bathroom stall.

change my pitch up.

(Disclaimer: Meet the Feebles, to this very day, is the most scarring movie I have ever seen. Before his Lord of the Rings days, Peter Jackson was a sick, sick man. Go forward with care, my internet buddies.)


So now that you've been properly introduced, let's all watch Qua's video for his song "Circles"



And just for funsies, let's watch his other video from this album! It's for a song called "Goodmorning Sun," and is rather less intimidating and more surreal/hilarious.


So in conclusion, internets -- viva Australia. Viva Peter Jackson. Viva people making puppets shoot up heroin. 


And viva taking acid trips in your underpants.

Sunday, November 4, 2012

Sending Texts During an R. Kelly Concert

In general, you should know about thought catalog. It's a pretty great solution to internet boredom!

When I came across a record of texts this guy sent to his girlfriend during an R. Kelly concert, I just had to share! R. Kelly is one of those rare breeds who is so absolutely insane that he is amazing. I can't tell if it's all an act, but I love it either way. Watch the first installment of Trapped in the Closet with the commentary on and you'll fully understand what I mean.


Keep it classy, internets.