GelaSkins Rock!!!

What the freakin' fuck has happened to me this November??

Last post I had was Nov 3, next one comes today, the 30th. Hell it could've been the end of October and the start of December- nil for this month for cryin' out loud. Well, I haven't had the real stuff but i'm tellin you its pretty damn hard to be on a speedball trip in this manner. I realized I had hit 7th heaven only to be dropped rock bottom in a span of 3 weeks. Whatever this real-life drama is, you might not give a flying fuck, but I just want to state there was nothing close to a cherub's hand to pull me up.

But there came rock n roll once more to bring my soul to salvation. It had me once again writing while shitting in a bowl to bring aslant this once catnapping motor to an all-pistons-charging mode.

I guess it ain't heaven's hands that pulled me but the Devil's Trident that propped me up. The reason being was that I had seized a new AC/DC album and discovered a various artists compilation of New Generation Thrash torchbearers.

Although long before that... Recent weeks had me trying to browse every possible network for new stuff but I came empty-handed always. I resorted then, before getting it on with the abovementioned albums, to my very incongruous strategy of re-igniting my love for music- purchasing new increment for the iPod itself and not new music.

I trooped then to the nearest bookstore selling these comfortable add-ons to your devices. Go check it out and hand me a precious stick of Marlboro Reds.

GelaSkins Mobile Art

Hundreds of designs in their website boasting of  their tag line 'design not by bulk..', these stick-ons which, well, do not really 'stick' to your device, are a work of sheer genius. You can reposition them anytime you want without the viscous stuff of adhesives getting in the way.

check out the pattern in this 3M brilliance:

Next decision was a choice of some dark imagery to fit my dumb-as-hell iPod Classic. GelaSkin is comprised of some serious artwork from serious international artists. But the lack of some ominous illustrations led me reminiscing to the days of listening to my first Hendrix tape, the Appetite of Destruction legend, and the many grunge-defying acts that got me through college angst. Yes it was that long ago already I still had cassette tapes back then.

I would not have chosen the Boombox design for its semblance of early hiphop nonsense, but guess what's written above it.

METAL. I would have opted for 'Pure Fucking Metal'. More regrettably, there was none in stock of this design for the Classic. So I had to settle for Boombox II, by the same artist Lyle Owerko.

Though I must say I wished there was no NYC on them speakers. It just made it all the more so Twisted Sister.