Doing a show with legendary queer icons The GloryHoles and the Black Metal band with 2/3s of the original members of Negro Terror.

Been crazy as shit for days. I'm like this every year.

Still somehow doing awesome shit all the time.

Nothing in life ever makes any fucking sense.

Still, doing an awesome show with some of the most awesome people in my city.

Got a new song coming that's barely ready, but Dai wants to push it. I take a disco trap beat and transmission it up to a grindcore blast beat in the break.

I just used a tree saw on a pike to cut a tree limb to keep it from falling on my house. I'm baking marinated chicken thighs with carrots, celery, onion, potato, and whole garlic cloves for dinner.