I am a Soldier of Culture

Friday 22 April 2011

Kool Shizzle


Love Bathing Ape. Really wish it was easier to get their swag over here.


I think this film is going to be quite provocative.


Really want a pair of boots like these. Need to properly hunt round the vintage shops for a cost-effective equivalent. Fuck summer, I'm buying black and wearing boots so you can shove your light blues and yellow back on the rack.


I'm liking this Undercover and Nike collaboration. That's a gentlemen's summer shoe IMO.


The Air Yeezy 2. Ye rocked the show at Coachella, not that I am surprised. I supported Kan for years and everyone who is coming round to it now, or, having recently 'forgiven' him, are a joke. Anyways, the Air Yeezy 2 is my most desired object. I will spring 4 these kicks.



More Bathing Ape, these aint far behind in my list.


The Citizen Eco-Drive Satellite Wave. 100 of them, and it connects with satellites in space. I would never be late again. Unless it was through choice.

Update Bitchez

So I have successfully procrastinated studying for my impending exams for long enough, and with Tuesday and the PERIOD OF PAIN looming, it's time I got my shit together. Too little, too late? You betcha. The course is fine, perfectly easy in fact, but the financial restriction uni has put on me this year has made me resent it. Also, I have done way too many consecutive years of study, so I am strongly considering taking next year off. I think I will do something quite momentous in its place. I will, at least, be able to move out my house. This would have happened much earlier if I was a rich man's son, which you can tell by checking my collection of old jeans and tshirts, I def aint. So I will fund my own escape in the next few months, whether that is in Glasgow or not, we'll see.  Also, it should hopefully re-motivate me to come back with a fresher perspective and not the disposition of an alcoholic lunatic.

Rangers-Celtic game on Sunday at Ibrox in what will probably decide who the champions this year will be. More Old Firm games have occurred this year than any other, and this has brought an onslaught of bigoted tension and violence, with threats being made to players, fans and coaches alike. The weather has been nice recently, in this torrid, dull, sectarian city of mine. The Government (I use that term extremely loosely, as I am referring to the SNP) and the SFA (or Rangers Supporters' Trust) have made several front-page news warnings of excessive fines and closed-door matches to combat the growing tension between the two sides of Glasgow that are seemingly separated in the modern age, by nothing more than a different coloured shirt. Despite this, the game is being played on EASTER SUNDAY. So that should help exacerbate the religious tension quite nicely. Did I mention it's a bank holiday weekend? So everyone will be rat-arsed to boot. If I know this city, sectarian violence will ensue.

A close ally of mine called Michael is starting a blog soon which I will follow vehemently and link to constantly from this site. Our latest running joke has been to infuse Rangers FC personnel into movie/TV titles. Try it at home with your friends.

Paid a visit to my old stomping ground tonight a la my old workplace visa vie my father's (struggling) business, Vito's Fast Food. Saw some old faces I had certainly missed and reminisced on the time spent there, which I look on surprisingly fondly.

@jacksonloganq made a brief, yet effective return from London Town this week. He's quite the Londoner now you know, and you can read his blog here: http://www.jackson-quade.blogspot.com
Look forward to going down and getting the inside tour with the lad next month, shame we cannot see each other more often, but the Big Smoke has been good for him, and I am pleased.

Also, Game of Thrones starring Sean Bean had its fucking awesome premiere episode this week. Sean Bean is mercilessly prolific and effective at everything he does, so this was a guarentee. Well enjoyed it and throughly looking forward to becoming a nerdy follower of the show.

I could EASILY have been a nerd in another dimension. I like cartoons, videogames, wrestling and metal. I have literally just crammed many more personality facets on top fused with an overwhelming sense of dignity and arrogance to actually come off as ridiculously kool. Ask anyone I know and they will concur.

Monday 11 April 2011

Kool Shizzle






Daft Punk Toys. I'd still probably try and make them fight each other. First record I ever bought was 'Discovery' by Daft Punk, which is pretty kool. And the first single, 'It Wasn't Me', by Shaggy, which is even kooler. You're probably starting to realize why people look up to me.


For a fashion mogul, Karl Lagerfeld regularly is in the same get-up. I wonder if he has a row of those suits in his wardrobe, like Superman. Anyway, he has released a bottle of coke with his name on it, which is not as big a deal as everyone thinks as it's still the same cancer-inducing, flavourless yet addictive liquid inside it. However, I desp want a crate of them. Seriously. Yes, I am also enigmatic.



The belt. Buy me that belt. Then I'll marry you, no matter what. And we'll both be winners together. You'll have me, and I'll have that belt.


 Do NOT buy me an Aston Martin unless it has black matte paint and bright red brake calipers.




Easily my fave Disney original.

ELLESSE! that's the italian flag, which means I would wear them. I stopped wearing ellesse at like 8, I don't know why. It coincides with my era of cynicism beginning.






THE most expensive book ever published. The Official Ferrari Opus Enzo Diamante Edition coming in at 37kg, the finest leather, and a 32 carat diamond horse on the front, strictly one copy per country. Just jaw-dropping. It's 20,000 notes. Did I mention its Italian?



Might buy these, 150 quid, but they're soooooo T-Bone its ridic.




Street Art is kool as.



From a club in Madrid, you know it's the ladies room.

A Brand New Update

So its been an interesting few weeks, as in I've been barely sober. I outright refuse to digress my actions, so here's one about someone else. As I was leaving a nightclub some night last week, two girls who I know through my sister's girl-band 'Amore' (make your own judgements) approached me frantically telling me to 're-evaluate' my life (back of the queue, please) because of my friendship and association with a certain lad (Nick). This boy allegedly told one of these girls, who was visibly upset (as opposed to repressing it) that he had said, and I quote, "I don't want to be your friend, I don't want to talk to you, I just want to shag you.' He phoned me the next day and upon the subject being broached he cleared the whole thing up. See, what happened was, he approached her for an innocent chat while she was looking lonely, she then leads them both to another room for a drink and he thinks he has the greenlight. Upon an hour of KB's and her actually trying to converse with him in a nightclub, he snapped and delivered that cutting-line out of what he believes is justified frustration (make your own judgements). Quite funny, I am hoping to take him to the band's launch night, in hope they can both reminisce.

Anyway, I've had a good couple of weeks in which I have seen and done a variety of different things, living up to my niche as a borderline alcoholic. But now with exams looming, I'm attempting a lock-in. However, this rarely works as I end up freaking it a few days in then wake up four days later wondering where I am. I am trying hard, I mean my future literally depends on it. Speaking of which,  I iz strongly considering taking next year out. There's much I want to do, need a break from uni and want more money. Why was I born handsome instead of rich? Well, time is on my side and I'm sure you agree.

Kept meaning to blog about Wrestlemania which was, as is the case recently, a mixed bag. Me and some of my closest allies had a McDonald's challenge. The attempt was 80 McNuggets, 4 Dbl Cheeseburgers, 2 McFlurrys. I finished after 47 McNuggets, 3 Burgers and both McFlurrys. And I finished last. Disgusting it was, even though I still love MaccyD's. It was also sort of inebriating, apparently it was the salt. I don't really remember much. As is the case with much of the last two weeks.


Thus rendering this blog absolutely pointless and useless.