Live Undead.

L.A. part 2.

Brunch and Derek down the Mandrake.

Beer-Henge.


Dethkills. Cheers for the Aleister Crowley badge.



I haven't laughed as much as this moment in a long time.


Stolen beer.


All back to French and Sam's room at the hotel, complete with randoms from the bar.





Venice.






We talked to this guy for a while. I didn't understand most of what he was banging on about but he kept repeating that he was "a very serious christian". Nobody's perfect eh?




The new Venice beach park.

Comes with stinkbugging kooks as standard.

I asked Zoltar to make me big.

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I just got back from L.A. with Rachel, French and Hastings Sam.

This pipe was about 2 blocks from our hotel.

The point of the trip was the Scion installation that had a video we made together as Funeral Fog. French had some merch shipped over for the gallery shop - the box contained a surprise from Stu the screenprinter!

"Alan's is this big"

Sam had the worst wallet in the world - it nearly got thrown out when somebody thought it was rubbish lying around.

Our hotel.


That was bullshit - In 'n' Out Burger was rank.


Didn't get to skate the Supreme bowl (the shop was open) but went for a look anyway.


Yeah right!


Just think - The Beach Boys were in there once.

I only took photos of 2 stars on Hollywood Boulevard - this one and Destiny's Child - what does that say about me? I couldn't find Ozzy's.

Friday Morning.

On tape, the format of Kings. Bargain.

Big Sur.

Camarillo, CA. 9.20am

So we left LA last night and headed north on highway 101. We stopped at a motel instead of falling asleep at the wheel, probably a wise move.

LA was really good fun, the show went well and French's mates showed us a good time. Cheers to all at the Scion Gallery, the security who kicked us out of the full pipe for being cool and not performing wrestling moves on us and all the drunks down the Mandrake bar for dancing with Sam.

Today we're starting up the Pacific Coast highway stopping to gawp at anything we like the look of - hopefully including monster waves crashing off the cliffs of Big Sur, migrating whales, diners with waitresses called Missy and signs that say "World's biggest Donut, next left".

Windowsill.

I'm off to L.A. tomorrow morning with Rachel and Brunch for 10 days. Our plans are up in the air but Rach and I will probably F off to S.F. when French F's off to S.D... Make sense?

Our flights are paid for thanks to our (very) short film being in this...

Those stills on the poster are from ours. There are films by other "artists" too including some bloke from Devo.

French will probably try to make me skate all the time but hopefully not do this...

Amazing right? Can't say I give two fucks about bomb drops normally but there's always an exception.

Anyway, photos on my return and maybe a site revamp.

To here knows when.

I went with Matt and Vik to see Teresa's band play.

Blue steel.

It seemed so plausible - Aaaaaahhhhh!!!!

Nicked off Sam - good advice though!

THIS is skateboarding.

Video part of the year - BY MILES! When your favourite hero Pro skates this fast with this much steez then we'll talk. Don't hold your breath though.

Blood for the blood god.

Funeral Fog Christmassacre from El Glasso on Vimeo.

I just made this for the Funeral Fog blog.

Merry New Year!

Still amazing...

Onward to Golgotha.

French has breathed new life into Funeral Fog - the clothing label we started together a few years ago (which I bankrupted, sorry French!) - and has started a new blog/site/thing to go with the new shirts and hoodies he recently made (sold out overnight!).

I should be posting on the blog and putting some little video clips together in the near future. Expect the very worst... Click below to visit the site.