Here’s the awesome thing about longhaired hesher glam types who play music these days: Whether or not you like what they're doing, they fully, deeply in their hearts believe they’re putting it all on the line. It’s like they fucking mean it, do or die.
This month's installment of 'Combover' has no words. Here's your cheat sheet, an interview with photographer Janicza Bravo, who tells us about Combover's strange homoerotic shamanic dream.
I get to just hang out all day looking disgusting, while my friends get dolled up and beautiful.
Right where we figured out how the universe was born, this weekend there's some special communication with outer space.
I learned about successful self-dentistry while choking down a $24 smoothie made of lard that looked like cold diarrhea, then plugged my hand into the floor.