Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Arise and blossom, oh desert rose! In the strangest of places you happen to grow. An eagle perched on a mountain bluff Watches the rose and does other stuff.
Someone once told me "You're just a weatherman. WE make the wind blow" Be the weatherman and the weather. Control your own destiny as we begin this new season. Do it better in SEA VEES. Sea Vees AND socks! Now you're talkin. Wear em together or spread it out. Say it again and again and again. (Sea Vees and socks!) Check out the collection and add a song to your step. And nothing puts the 'kick' in kicks like a pair of brilliant socks. Here's something hunter green from RICHER POORER. They've made socks their business...so that we want to too. Footware fit for a chief. Footware to brave the weather in. Footware to exit the stratosphere in. Footware to take you places you aint neva been befo.
4 days before the Coachella Music Festival I find myself in a state of suspended animation. Suspended until the night-time drive to the Desert...until I breathe in and caress the air of those low-lands and make that place my home. Use these days leading up to the festival to take stock of your supplies. Tighten up loose ends so you can loosen up the tight ones. You know what I mean?
Anyway, check out this article from the LA Times: COACHELLA STAGE
Just hearing the words "Light Columns" "Glow" and "Monolithic Rubik's Cube" in the same article makes me wanna...wannaaaa....it makes me wanna hiyawatha.
If we're gonna have ourselves a proper pool party...we're gonna need some music. With 7 days to go before the desert meet & greet...I can't think of a more fitting groove to shingle your shack to. (Is that a saying?) Here's hoping Axwell drops this number in the desert next Sunday. It's incredible.
Came across these cool kicks from the combined foot-fetishes ofKEDS and STEVEN ALAN.
Arriving in time for the spring, (at the start of the season we love), forage the forests of music and love in sneakers that will make the wolves howl.
Don't get cheap on your feet. I've said it before and I'll say it again - anyone can walk from A to B.
In the spring of 2011...trying walking from A to DAMNNN!!!!
I'm a wandering soul I got no place of my own ...if you're feeling what I'm feeling c'mon
There's an old Indian saying: "The brave who brings with him the most water, will surely be chief of the desert." Canteens are for vodka - water belongs in EVIAN aerosol misting cans! Pull this trick from your sleeve, Cochise, and you too can be chief of the desert.
What is essential is not what is necessary. It's what is so incredibly UNnecessary that it becomes a must-have. Get it?
If you didn't feel it before................what about nowwwwwwwwwww.
10 cycles left on the solar clock til the the musically inclined stampede enagages the Coachella valley. Til sole and soul touch down in the modern Mesopotamia...the fertile crescent that lies in the cupped palms of the Santa Rosa and San Jacinto mountains.
Festival season is here.
Last night I had a dream... I was chasing a runaway horse. It had escaped the equestrian center and was running wild through a canyon. At first I tried desperately to catch the horse, and return it to its stable. But then I stopped. I let it run. And the further away it ran the more content I became. This horse was a runner by nature. To confine it within the stable walls would be a denial of its destiny.
As the weather warms and the festival season begins...let your horse run free.
I was at a Bat Mitzvah (the Jewish version of a Navajo hot stone walk), when the M.C. (the city slicker version of a tribal shaman), brought out a hand-held confetti cannon (the party version of a hand-held confetti cannon).
The DJ dropped a song, then pulled the trigger on a 3 foot tube that exploded a ribbon shower.
Ties were loosened, arms were raised, and a traditional Bat Mitzvah reception was catapulted into 21st century big-time crazy rave.
It went from religious obligation to religious experience!
People started doing crazy things, the music seemed better, and the “dressy-casual” dance floor stalkers seemed to pulsate against a rainbow confetti rain.
It was a Bat Mitzvah miracle and a revelation was had by yours truly.
Going to shows we try to harness that power, and then enhance our experiences with the knowledge we gain.
Here was a way to harness the power of a party-defining treat for the senses.
...and who knew that Bat Mitzvah’s would be such a great resource for finding new shiiit!
Get one at PREMIER GLOWand give your disciples something to pray for.
Shoes are the vehicles by which the nomad traverses the world.
Whether nomadic by nature, by choice, or just on occasion, the materials that connect humans to the terra-firma beneath them are equally practical and symbolic.
Here is a new release for the spring and summer that would make my extremities proud.
Just a little note on this Tuesday to say hello. Helloooooo!!! Hello not to the dreamers but to the purveyors of truth. In 17 days, in the desert, I intend to seek it. There's nothing abstract in this quest...this is tangible, feel it in your hands, wrap it around you, look it in the eye truth. Let us raise our glasses, or whatever we have in front of us, and toast to fun and freedom that await the seekers. See you in April.
Hi. I was in Philadelphia this weekend! Boringggg city! Saw the Liberty Bell and ate a cheesesteak sandwich. WAhoOOI! Ok. Let's get back to it. We are in the teens here with our Coachella countdown. It's time to take a step back and admire from afar the things that we hold dear on occasions like this. We have our music and we have our gear...but what we need is perspective. Take a snapshot...keep taking them. Let the camera be passed around. Let it document the festivites and let it elevate them... through images immortalized on paper, to be handed down to the generations that follow. See, be seen, watch, listen, learn. Be lucid...in a multitude of formats.
Easy to find a cool camera at Amazon or at any Urban Outfitters Think Polaroid or Lomography to get things flavorful.
He's 23. He's from LA. He plays Coachella Friday. His name is Skrillex, and just so you would remember, he made a song called "My Name Is Skrillex". So you never forget, he remixed his own song. Here is "My Name is Skrillex" (Skrillex remix). That has more X's than an adult video shop! Give a warm Navajo handshake (do you KNOW what a Navajo handshake is??...let's just say it doesn't involve hands) to SKRILLEXXXXXXxxxxxxx.
Don't forget.
Hello again, to all my friends, together we can play some rock n' roll.
Join Cults: They are fun and communal and can brainwash you with their trance inducing messages! Of course I'm referring to the band out of New York with their 60's-tinged pop, who will be making their Coachella debut on Saturday April 16.
Listen to their new song. Tell a friend. Have that friend tell a friend. And they'll tell a friend. And... Soon the whole world will know.
**Note: Cults must be art savvy. Their cover art calls to mind one of my favorite artists, Robert Longo. Art meets commerce. Seeforyourselves:
Axwell’s new song is set to be released April 4, just in time for a drop in the desert.
If heart is king, as the title professes, Axwell is the on-site cardiologist; a medicine-man for our time inspiring people to dance and heal with tribal rhythms that transcend techno.
Hiyawatha hiyawatha hiyawatha.Make em dance to this.Make them – make them – make them dance to this:
Don't know if it pertains to anything in particular... Just the coolest sweater in town. Something for when the sun goes down...the latest from Sibling London
**Note the panda pattern with the KISS influence. Music and mammals in perfect harmony.
I need you baby to warm a lonely night.
I love you baby. Trust in me when I say it's ok
The 16th century painter Caravaggio, it is speculated, used a powder made from dried fireflies to add a photosensitive surface on his canvases.
Let us look to the firefly for a moment, things that glow, and making our canvases bright.
Natural selection has evolved in certain species the ability to emit light...the firefly for example is an organism that uses this trait to make itself as aesthetically pronounced as possible.
It aides in the process of sexual selection, and provides an alternative means of communication between potential mates.
Certain branches of the species based in tropical climates can synchronize their lights among groups in a phenomenon know as phase synchronization.
Glow-in-the-dark courtship can start with neon paints purchase-able at Amazon or Oriental Trading.
Paint yourself.
Let’s help evolve our own species and synchronize phases together.
Let’s turn occasional flashes into steady glows and make this April’s habitat a more colorful place.
Friday at Coachella: Make it happen at MAGNETIC MAN.
Diamonds are a girl's best friend. Backpacks are a Navajo's. They are an essential items for at least one member of your crew. Take your provisions with you with these new releases, available at Barneys and Eastpack. There is nothing worse than running around the festival grounds with heavy pockets, and a well designed backpack will alleviate the burden of the party that you're bringing with you. Take the lead this festival season and designate yourself the backpack carrier. Make sure to pack all the essentials, but then top it off with a few fun suprises. It's always fun when you can pull tricks out of your sleeve...and even better if they're coming out of a beautiful papoose.
Carry your weight :: hold your wampum
JanSport Westridge
Kris Van Assche for Eastpack
Lets go back! come on ! and forth
come on back, move your neck
funky phat beats what'd you expect,
from two guys called,
Fedde, mr V, so if your ready
we gon' see yo' body yo' hands (put them up)
I said yo' hands (put them up)
If you got that shit, light it up
Tiesto. The Navajo Nation salutes you. On this March 17th we finally crack the 20's in our daily countdown to Coachella. Before we go forward 29 days from now, we have to know from the last place we came. In honor of this milestone we say "HOW!" to last year's Pool Party Lifeguard and MVP. Let's give a warm Navajo Nation welcome to your favorite: TIESTOOOOOO. Tiesto's Club Life Volume One - Las Vegas album preview was released today. Click here and see what's up : TIESTO Club Life - Album Preview
Tracks: Tiesto & Marcel Woods “Don’t Ditch”
Kaskade ft. Martina of Dragonette “ Fire in your New Shoes” (Sultan & Ned Shepard Electric Daisy Remix)
Navajos - if the armies of the world only switched out their arsenals for bubble guns, what a better place this world would be. Bubbles make any party better. End of story. If Coachella is the wild west, those with the bubble guns will rule the corral. If those with bubble guns rule the corral, you can be WYATT MUTHAFUCKIN EARP with this Bubble Blast Bubble Machine from the American DJ Supply.
Available on Amazon for $299.99, you can claim this party on wheels that boasts the following features:
High output bubble machine
Includes timer remote for auto functionality
Includes a gallon of bubble juice
On wheels for easy manuverability
Fluid drain valve for easy emptying of fluid tray
Maybe it's crashing down
Baby can you save it now
Oh oh oh honey I need you round