Gladly present Vagabondz II.
Tomorrow is the big OUTLOOK MUSIC FESTIVAL LAUNCH @ The Coronet Theater, which can house about 4000 bodies. It's going to be insane.
This is dubstep at its best!
Stay tuned more photo-chaos to come!
I
Friday, 17 April 2009
VgagagagagagaBONDZ!
NOMADIC EXPERIENCE
Gladly present Vagabondz II.
Tomorrow is the big OUTLOOK MUSIC FESTIVAL LAUNCH @ The Coronet Theater, which can house about 4000 bodies. It's going to be insane.
This is dubstep at its best!
Stay tuned more photo-chaos to come!
I
Gladly present Vagabondz II.
Tomorrow is the big OUTLOOK MUSIC FESTIVAL LAUNCH @ The Coronet Theater, which can house about 4000 bodies. It's going to be insane.
This is dubstep at its best!
Stay tuned more photo-chaos to come!
I
Monday, 13 April 2009
Kick'n it Narcissistic style
Kick'n old school.
Back in the days when things were sweet and days never seem to end.
I remember the hot summer days of working in downtown Toronto at Aldo Liquidation with reggae tunes blaring while we jam and serve shoe boxes to angry women who refuse to believe their foot size is a 12.
Classy job.
The days when mod cars roamed the streets of Toronto radiating from Markham and flying down Richmond Hill. Where street racing was in. And organized.
Where drinking Bubble Tea was equivalent to drinking at a pub and going on movie dates were equivalent to getting laid. Those were the days. When all the boys cared about were modified cars and all the girls cared about was bonified hair dresses.
Hitting up the outdoor cinema with the roof folded down. When kisses were innocent. And flirting, well, lead to dangerous dreams and misleading fantasies. To life. To romance.
We salute.
To all of us who ever thought life was going to be easy.
Who thought choices had no aftermath.
Who thought.
These moments will last forever.
Life is short.
Just turn up the speakers.
Back in the days when things were sweet and days never seem to end.
I remember the hot summer days of working in downtown Toronto at Aldo Liquidation with reggae tunes blaring while we jam and serve shoe boxes to angry women who refuse to believe their foot size is a 12.
Classy job.
The days when mod cars roamed the streets of Toronto radiating from Markham and flying down Richmond Hill. Where street racing was in. And organized.
Where drinking Bubble Tea was equivalent to drinking at a pub and going on movie dates were equivalent to getting laid. Those were the days. When all the boys cared about were modified cars and all the girls cared about was bonified hair dresses.
Hitting up the outdoor cinema with the roof folded down. When kisses were innocent. And flirting, well, lead to dangerous dreams and misleading fantasies. To life. To romance.
We salute.
To all of us who ever thought life was going to be easy.
Who thought choices had no aftermath.
Who thought.
These moments will last forever.
Life is short.
Just turn up the speakers.
Monday, 6 April 2009
VAGABONDZ - Dubstep to the next step!
After an intense Friday night out with the Vagabondz and non-stop dubstep base blaring into my ear drums all night. Drinks flying in the air and people tearing up the dance floor like I've never seen before. The rhythmic rumble tied with the dirty base is recipe for intoxicating atmosphere. The party left me knees sore, my lungs filled with cigarette butts and my camera on overdrive. Left others with their back sweating (I felt it while pushing through the crowd). It was one night to remember (or not, because I had a few to many, which embarrassing story I shall not disclose - yes, I have shame!!!) nonetheless I too had an amazing night out with fellow Vagabonderz.
I strongly recommend people who want to work muscles they never thought they had before and want to be the ring leader of walking through crowds, to train with the Vagabondz.
This calls for the celebration!
(I've 121 shots. However, the night is old and rotting and I must rest. I will load the rest tomorrow!)
I strongly recommend people who want to work muscles they never thought they had before and want to be the ring leader of walking through crowds, to train with the Vagabondz.
This calls for the celebration!
(I've 121 shots. However, the night is old and rotting and I must rest. I will load the rest tomorrow!)
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