A bi-product of my obsession with Chinese bootlegs and 80's action figures. They are handmade out of resin by me. I made 24 of them. You can get them at the Scumlife Store.

Photos by Lizzy Snaps.

You're probably asking yourself, "Has he lost his mind?", with a price this low.
No, I haven't, well my mind is no more lost than it's ever been.
I just figure it would be nice to make some extra money, fast, and 11 bucks is a good deal... (it's even better than the friends price).


This sale will go on for an undetermined amount of time maybe a week, maybe two, who knows, so get your credit cards, and get down to the Scumlife store and get yourself some Scumlife at 'off the truck' prices.
_TONE

Mikey Palms, Kennan Juska, and Kray are all very good friends of mine.
-Mikey is the Cus D'Amato of my rap circle.
-Kennan is an ill artist and good guy.
-Kray has been my friend since my teen years, and has also been my rap co-conspirator for the same amount of time.

Together they have a really awesome show on East Village Radio called 'Chances with Wolves'.
You can check them out at www.chanceswithwolves.com, listen to them on East Village Radio or walk by EVR on a Monday between 2-4 pm and wave at them.

(I'd been meaning to post about the show for a minute, so I realize a lot of you probably already know about it by now, but I figured maybe there might be a couple people who still don't know about the show. This is for them. And if you already knew, give yourself a round of applause for being able to be like, "I already know about this.")

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We took the 11:30 from Santa Fe to Albuquerque and hiked up Old Route 66 and we saw:


















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A couple months back I was in 'Coat of Arms' on Clinton St. talking about bootleg toys and how I wanted to make some, when Brian who runs the shop was like, 'You gotta check out Suckadelic."

So I did, and he was right. Suckadelic has mastered the bootleg game.
See for yourself.

This is the Chinatown Warrior, which I had no defense against buying after browsing the site.

I wrote to the Sucklord through the Suckadelic site and told him how dope I thought his operation was, and after emailing back and forth a couple of times he invited me to come down to his Chinatown laboratory to check it out. He schooled me on a couple of things off the bat...(I had brought by one of my bootleg projects for advice) and showed me the ins and outs of his operation. I also got to meet his girl Spooky Booty, who was really cool too.

But this isn't about that.

This is about hard work paying off.

Apparently, Topps Trading Cards has asked the Sucklord to recruit a bunch of "cool" "underground" "designer toy" artists to shill for the latest series of official Star Wars cards by Topps. The new angle Topps is pursuing are these one-off, hand done sketchcards that they pack in with the regular cards. They asked him to get some new blood into the mix to do a batch. Naturally he went for it and recruited a gang of his compatriots to crank out almost 3000 of these things, which they went for readily. You may find one of these rare, hand-drawn gems randomly inserted in limited packs of Star Wars Galaxy 4 or see a massive collection of photos from this unique project on the dedicated flickr page



Participating Artists:
Amy Vuitya
Artbot 138
Art Denka
Brian Slivka
Chanmen/ GARGAMEL
Daniel Cantrell
Dice One
Dynomight
EVIL DESIGN
FETTS
Fig-Lab/ Datadub
Goccodo
Hans Yim
Jaguar No No
Jason Atomic
Jeff McMillan
JK5
KaToPe
Kerry Lee
Lamour Supreme
MAD
Mad Barbarians
Michael Leavitt
Mishka
Nick the Ring
October toys
Onell Design
Patrick Francisco
Phetus
Prowolfmaster
RYCA
Simeon Lipman
Sket One
Spooky Booty
SUCKADELIC
Toys R Evil
Triclops Studio
Tulip
Urban Medium

Words from the Sucklord:
"As you know, I am a huge Star Wars fan and have been ripping it off for
years. This is the first time I have been asked to helm an official Star
Wars project. Quite an accomplishment for me. Perhaps I have finally
arrived. Or sold out. You decide. We may do a show with some of these
things in the near future. Stay Tuned."

I've just returned home after spending  a week in Miami with my woman. I had never been there before and much like a lot of other things that I've never experienced I already had an opinion about it. I thought I wouldn't like it. I didn't realize it would become my new favorite city and a perfect and semi-affordable way to escape the now arctic New York weather.

To enhance your reading experience I want you to download this.

It is a mix of songs selected from the mixtape that I purchased at the US-1 Discount Mall. (The US-1 Discount Mall will receive it's own seperate entry... it's that good.)
This mixtape ended up becoming the soundtrack to the whole trip. All but one song is shallow and ignorant, but sometimes shallow and ignorant is the key to a good time.

Oh yeah, funny story: When I was  buying the mixtape I asked the kid selling them which one he recommends, and he replied by saying, "I dunno, I only fuck with Gucci Mane." I had no possible way of responding to that. Here's a tracklist:

WHERE THEY DO DAT AT- Ballgreezy feat. Fat Joe & Flo Rida
CO-DEFENDANT- Plies
BLOWN- Busta Rhymes ft. T-Pain and DJ Khaled
BITCH I NEED THAT -Gucci Mane ft. Yung Joc
CAN'T GET RIGHT -Scarface ft Bilal (the one actually-for-real-deeper-than-you-think-non-ignorant song on here)

So we get off the plane.
We have a rental car reserved at Budget.
When I get to the pickup counter the man behind the counter informs me that they don't accept debit cards without a credit check. A credit check? My credit's so shot that I'd be lucky if I could get a library card. After my credit did what I knew it would do, the man behind the counter suggests that my girl rent the car on her card, but she's only 21 and you have to be 25 to rent a car so we remain car-less. I feel  like the Charlie Brown of this rap-shit (and non-rap-shit) and we get on the Budget shuttle bus back to the airport to hopefully find a rental place that would rent me a car on debit. I instantly picture checking into a shitty motel for a week like Tom Hanks in 'BIG'.... you know the part in the beginning where he's in the shitty hotel. But I keep my feeling of defeat to myself and remain calm.

Well, it must be our lucky day because seconds after boarding the shuttle bus, the driver finds out about our dilemma and tells us to "hold on", he 'knows a guy' and gets on his cell phone.

I think, "What am I getting myself suckered into?", being the naturally distrusting and pessimistic New Yorker that I am. I picture a situation where I rent an 85 Civic from the guy's cousin. Fuck it, at this point I'll take it, as long as it runs and they don't do credit checks.  He gets off the phone, giving me the thumbs up, and says it's all taken care of. Good guy. He saved our asses.

He drops us at Rent Max where we rent a Ford Escape truck at a fair rate, with no credit check. I guess renting cars is one place where my old fashioned 'cash-and-a-handshake' way of life isn't received too well. But we get the car and we start our journey down US-1.

They seriously saved our vacation. So, as far rental cars in Miami go I'm gonna recommend them, it's a small business where the man who runs it tells the computers what the policies are, rather than how it is at most other places: the other way around.
(stay tuned for Part 2 of Tone Tank's Guide to Miami- Good spots to eat in Miami for under $10 )

I've behaved like a 17yr old for most of my adult life. My obsession with music and T-shirts probably started when I was 11 or 12 and have remained with me into my semi-adult life. They have even become a decent part of my livelihood.

I've seen a lot of people that used to be obsessed with cool/creative things become obsessed with way less-fun things such as: serious jobs, serious mortgages, important 401ks, yelling children, and practical wives.

Not me. From a preventative standpoint the only natural thing for me to do was to regress even further back, back past the loud music and offensive t-shirts, even back past girls alllll the wayyyyyy toooo... TOYS.

No, I don't mean cool-guy, limited edition, vinyl, soft-cutesy, Munnys, Dunnys, or any other kind of _unny.
I mean OG toys like Masters of The Universe, Thundercats, M.U.S.C.L.E., Madballs, Battle Beasts and things of that nature.

So this Christmas the gifts I received were the gifts an 8 year old would receive... in the 80's.

So here are a few of the presents my wonderful woman got me for Christmas:

(it is probably in your best interest to already have a woman, if you are considering on embarking on your own ultra-nerd mission into your childhood)

It's interesting to take a look at why we stopped doing certain things that we did as children.
For instance, I stopped collecting He-Man figures because my peers had informed me he-man was corny (I think they actually said he was "gay"), which He-Man himself obviously was (and not in a tough 'it's a power thing' prison sort of way either), but the other characters were all ill!

and I'm going to leave you with this... I think all of these kids went on to become members of Nuk Fam when they grew up... peep the Park Slope-kid haircuts
_TONE