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new ramshackle glory shirt 💕💕💕

THE SALAD GLOVE® has blessed me with an effective, modern, indiscriminate, innomaginationeered™ solution to life’s grueling question—how do I eat eat salad? Courtesy of these beautiful men

No more shame, no more fear, no more bread

When father bought the farm we sold the farm Mistook his blood for rustic charm sold his ghost as an antique, to the city and kids today can’t hold a spade rest in peace your weary trades in this world there is no place such a pity while the barman shakes his head and fills my glass, says we’re livin’ in the past why preserve a dying craft end its, misery We sigh and see another modern man one of property not land so ill hold out this batattered hand Will you listen? Chorus: come sit down we’re lamenting about yesterdays sad ending about the water in your whiskey the brass passed off as gold another round we’re descending into old time mem'ry of a day when wood was wooden silver silver gold was gold sweet home was home so you say you’ve got a wood stove in your second home runs on gas but looks like oak hell it even gives off smoke and glowing embers there’s a quilt hung on the wall reads home sweet home Below, some wise words from Thoreau and they call me throwback when i cry remember

“mischief brew being joined onstage by ramshackle glory to play ‘roll me through the gates of hell’ at los globos on 6-6-15 also featuring a special guest jesse from days n daze croud surfing” 

Ramshackle Glory/Mischief Brew playing “We Are All Compost In Training” at Los Globos, June 6, 2015

AJJ

very good song. Thank u

“Blackbox” - Nana Grizol | Growing Up is Done 12.12.15 at VLHS | Pomona, CA

bday gifts ranging from Spike Spiegel to Sean Bonnette

“A Life Without Cigarettes” by Joseph Chiccarelli ( @brickhomes ) from “Art is Masturbation” Published by @glorykidltd. Available through @deathwishinc. Link in Bio. (via brickhomes)

you don’t know your own power you don’t know what you’re worth you don’t recognize your valor and until you do, nothing you do will matter

I’d rather stand still forever than face the terror of moving. So thank goodness, no matter what I do, I’m a tidal wave blade of grass brush fire grain of sand flat tire broken glass coyote dandelion growing out of a boot. Stop talking to yourself all the time, and you’ll inherit the earth. Please wake up now, the world really needs you desperately. Stop forcing yourself to be good, and you’ll be as kind as the sun. Please cheer up now, we’ve been waiting for you all your life. I have ideas. I have them all the time. I’ve gotta make up more of them, or I’ll fall behind. So thank goodness, no matter what’s on my mind, really we’re just here in the living room. And that’s just fine.

“Last Days” | Ramshackle Glory | June 6, 2015 | Los Globos, LA | West Coast Tour with Mischief Brew

💕 from this evening at Los Globos in LA 💕