(Source: noonemanshouldhaveallthatflour, via paulscheer)
(Source: noonemanshouldhaveallthatflour, via paulscheer)
Go to the Shredquarters tonight at 9. Can’t Kids and Pygmy Lush are playing.
for anyone wondering when mat is gonna start recording the next coma cinema record, rest assured my friend. it has already begun. here is logan’s (who is helping record it) photographic documentation of some of the sessions.
werk it.
bby boy mickey kill’n shit.
oh hai daddy adedokun
meeting up and wandering around and talking shit and getting coffee and being neighbors for a few weeks and finding an autographed omarion poster under a stop sign. just a typical day of hanging with mr cothran. miss u. happy birthday!
24 years ago today a rainbow caught on fire midst a simultaneous solar and lunar eclipse. The blaze was ceased by the urine of a strange winged kittenfaced demonbeast with a huge dick and abs of steel. And from the ashes rose Mickey K. Natty Mat Cothran.
He has graced us with several regularly unraveling/reraveling music endeavors, endless freestyle voice messages, love-filled death threats, and a seemingly bottomless well of a very rare type of ultimate friendship.
So here’s to Mat’s birthday! Reblog with your favorite Mat stories (or if you don’t know him, tales of listening to his music while doing weird things) then buy him a drink! Or just buy him some music/recording gear that doesn’t break all the time.
Love,
FORK & SPOON
MICKEY MICKEY MICKEY.
We have a habit of yellin at stank bitches in five points.
Happy Birthday kid.
sleigh bells - demons