Guest blog, courtesy of Chase Newton

  		
				
	

To start this off, I must say this is my favorite photo from a recent trip to New York. This might have been the best day of the trip as well, Carson Viper Lee’s birthday and we were on our way to Central Park to see Beach House which leads me right into this photo. Everyone had tickets except for zack so what did we do, bought the first ticket we saw from this soon to be found out scalper here. With the zero experience we all had in purchasing tickets from a scalper what better to pop the cherry than a fake right?? As i remember it, we all pitched in some bucks and gave in about two blocks from the gate when we heard the first “tickets” echo from this fucker’s mouth. It seemed pretty sketchy from the get go because he never once got off his phone with “his boy”, while we scoped it out I  snapped this photo and everything seemed to be in order. Now we’re all stoked and heading towards the gate when a very different tone of voice came running up from behind. This guy was now pissed when he finally put two and two together and realized I had a photo of him he wanted the ticket back immediately. At this point and time we had exchanged the ticket back and our money was in our hands again, i felt bad because it appeared my photo had cost zack his only chance at getting in so I apologized to this bastard and all of a sudden he was just having a “rough day” and sold us the fake twice…we probably should have just kept walking when we had our money but we were late as it was and too excited to see beach house. So upon the gate we were and i had made it in, zack was right behind but of course, it wouldn’t scan and this fucker had ripped us 40 bucks and a badasss show for Nanna Wallin. We later figured out people were selling legitimate tickets literally 5 feet from the ticket gate but upon the original scanning of the fake zack had left to find/beat the fuck out of this fucker here. All and all it was one of the best days and shows ever……..sorry zack.

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TMA Flashbacks

  		
				
	

Being the nostalgic peeps we are, we are going to start posting some images of the homies from back in the day. Before he came to be known as “Meatmool” he was simply known as Mike. Cool, calm and collected. Mike was Logan’s next big gun until fame, women and comfortable couch got in the way of a career that lasted more than a few weeks. Mike still rips to this day and as you can see in this photo, he fears nothing (except maybe running out of hot dog buns and coors light).