Monday, April 30, 2012
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
|Carmens Getting Sleepy|
Oi Lordz! Been a bit busy frothin' as per yew-shoe-al but gonna get this blog biz back to reg schedge in no time. For starters, I wanted to share some vids that my mate (as creepin' above) Carmalz has been workin' on recently. Similar to my self, this dude is a pure frother who never seems to have a dull moment and it shows in his epic musical selections, awesome shots, and clean edits. Enjoy these vids and follow his weirdness at @CarmensGettingCreepy on instagiz and all that other social media shit!
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
This Saturday at 12:00 PM, the Jug-Lordz and the Froth-Masters are back with full vengeance for the summer's first official FROTH PARTY aka No Shirt / No Shoes! If you have't already RSVP'd, I strongly suggest you do so HERE and show up Early ready to get farking weird! Plenty of hydration is strongly recommended. A good layer of sunscreen is always nice. Be sure to wear a nice myrtle cap and proper eye wear. And last but not least, stretching is in order and here to help you with that are a few of the loc dawgs:
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Welcome to The SAHga series. An intricate, multifaceted, and fresh new way of telling the story of how Surf Ambassador Hendo came to be. Utilizing Music, Writing, and fine visual Art to creatively express this heroic journey from Day 1, there's something in here for everyone. Today marks the release of Chapter 1: Born Into The NuWave and I'd like to personally invite you to sit back, play the jams, carefully listen to the key note speaker: Kenny Fucking Powers, enjoy the story, admire the artwork by my mate Taylor Dunfee, and most importantly FROTH while you do all of these things! Tracklist can be found later today on the SAH Facebook Page!____________________________________________________________________
The SAHga // Chapter 1: Born Into The NuWave
Once upon a time in an ocean far far away, Poseidon was drunk. Fatigued and troubled by a Sloth-like Dark World where lethargy, apathy, and a general sense of "paradise lost" reign supreme and the glory days where Sunshine, Hapiness, and genuine Froth were nothing but a dwindling memory; he was about to lose all hope. Needless to say, he needed a temporary escape for the night. 6 MindTai's and 2 Steele Reserves deep, there he sat, wasted in his underwater domain. Hungry, and as horny as Agamemnon on a Tuesday, the Sea God was growing restless and needed some sort of entertainment aside from the usual skyping with Gepetto. As fate would have it, the gorgon trog better known as Medusa, just so happened to be lurking the depths of that very same ocean on that very same night. Just like the glorious all mighty Poseidon, she too was blacked out beyond repair...
Sworn enemies and bitter arch nemesi, never in a million years would these two mythological deities even acknowledge each other's presence. Whether it was the malt liquor talking or a cruel joke played by Hades, the enemies soon became well acquainted in more ways than one. Things got weird fast and as Poseidon began to passionately caress Medusa's third nipple, a chilling wave of ecstasy danced from her neck all the way down to her sacred parts and engulfed her like a newly knit grandma quilt. It was the most beautiful culmination of good vs evil, when two become one, like a virgin touched for the very first time, and within a minute and forty seven seconds, it was all over.
As they awoke sober, confused, and sickened beyond belief, they parted ways and swore to never speak of the filth that occurred that night and to never speak nor see each other ever again, doing so would result in death by SUP (a cruel medieval punishment where SUP boarders surround you and stir/poke you to death). 9 Months later, a beaten and battered package that lay on top of a glistening white surfboard, submerged itself right to Poseidon's watery door...
As the confused Poseidon ripped open the package using his trusty trident, the World seemed to suddenly rumble as he initially discovered what lay within. Out of no where, giant violent swells began to disrupt the sea, crackens and sirens screaming "The End Is Here!!" littered the air and depths of the water, and the heaviest of off shore winds started howling like never before! It was an abrupt apocalyptical experience but it soon subsided as Poseidon took a second glance, reached in the package, and grabbed its contents. The suddenly shaken Sea World started surfacing above Poseidon's Palace and floated still in anticipation as Poseidon quickly swam his way to surface and triumphantly lifted a new born baby out of the water and straight into the air - Muthafuckin Simba Style (MSS)! Wearing nothing but a pair of headphones and a fashionable v-neck t-shirt that read "We Should Have Used Condoms :(", it was clear that this was no ordinary baby.
Fifteen minutes passed and a proud Poseidon (still holding the baby), finally began to speak: "Lords, Myrtles, Sea Creatures, Cocksman, and Sub-humans, Today, a mighty gift is upon us! From the depths of the Sea and the highest peaks of the sky, I present to you my only Son!". A huge wave of shock and awe swept the crowd as Poseidon fervently shook the baby and continued; "He is the chosen one, he is our only hope, he shall be the one who rids our World of the evil Sloth, and brings back the FROTH! CAN YOUUU DIGGG ITTT????!!!". The eclectic crowd of sea creatures and water freaks went silent as they looked at each other, pondered what was happening, farted, and then went absolutely apeshit as they cheered with joy and excitement at the promise of a brighter future and a new born hero! An overly excited hunchback whale in the crowd named Keropy suddenly raised his voice and asked "Dear Lord Poseidon (All Hail), you have indeed graced us with a mighty gift and for that we are forever grateful. But dear lord, what shall we cal this Nu Born Hero?". All of a sudden, Poseidon rose from the sea surface and floated on some kind of elegantly inverted whirlpool, lifted the baby, and sternly announced:
"WE SHALL CALL HIM SAH!!!!!!".
"Yeeeeeeeeeehooooooo! Umm, but sire, what does that even mean?" Keropy replied.
"Ah, yes my dear Keropalz, it's French, it means SURF AMBASSADOR HENDOOOOO!!!" at that very same instant, baby SAH lifted his little fist as high as he could and extended the most beautiful shaka the World has ever seen. The crowd lost it this time and erupted with bro-calls, hoots, yeeeows, shakas, fist pumps, back rubs, spirit fingers, and hip-hip-hooarays - for they all knew at that incredible moment that baby SAH would indeed be the one to bring the Froth back to their sloth-infested cold World. The future of Froth was in his hands.
And so it begins..
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Get your high socks and your school outfits on and get ready to fahhh-roth cause tomorrow night will be a shit-show for the books. Control Fridays at The Avalon in Hollywood is a freaky frothfest that our mates at GDD, C-Town, Whitelite Productions, and Giant all so graciously put together for us.
Tomorrow night will see the likes of every walk of life from candy raver kids to hippie love children, disco biscuit babies to house heads and everywhere in between. So whether or not you fit one of those categories or could give two shits about "labels", high step yo ass down to hollyweird, take a photo in front of Phillip Seamor Hoffman's star ("Rain Dannnnce" "I just sharted"), and get lost in the musical stylings that the Avalon will undoubtedly be blasting tomorrow night!
Evan Stalker 9:30 - 11
Bixel Boys 11- 12
Mighty Mouse 12:15 - 1:15
Italian SAHsage Fest 1:15 - Close
I'm closin up shop tomorrow night in zé Honey Lounge so prepare for some heaters and farking wang bangers! #AllHeat #NoMeat #SeeYouInThePantieAisle