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THX, MGMT

Thursday, December 18, 2008

ISSUE ZERO MAGAZINE: INVADE MUSKOKA.

There comes a time in everyone's life, when someone drops the bomb on you. Bombs can come in many forms. Some measure potential damage of said device against x amounts of TNT. Some can be made out of the things you can find in your very own home.
But the kind I am referring to now, is the kind made out of a simple true statement, specifically, one made to me, by a good friend of mine.

"I have a hundred acre lot in Muskoka you can use to throw a festival."

Shortly after I ran a couple of worst case scenarios and best possible outcomes through my head, I took a big, throat-rupturing chug of Canadian Whiskey, and through some wincing and choking, I thanked my good friend.

After which, we got royally shit-faced.
Like, fall-off-the-throne-drunk type of shit-faced.

Where is this magical century of acreage?
All you need to know for now, is that yes, it most certainly does exist, and for all intents and purposes, WE ARE GOING TO THROW THE MOTHER OF ALL FESTIVALS IN THAT FIELD, SO HELP ME GOD, MARK MY WORDS, IT WILL BE REMEMBERED FOR A LONG TIME TO COME.

This project is only in its Genesis, and already, Bill Orchard and friends of Psycho Ward Clothing Co., bands, Dj's, sound and lighting crews, vendors, and my own personal film crew SCDigital, ran by Steve Cairns, have gotten on board for our little fuckshow.

The ones that will be forced against their will won't be notified until the last minute.
Sorry, but what would a fucking great idea be without some hostages?
Well, I guess they're just "kidnapped" until we use them as leverage, then they'd become hostages...
Whatever.
I'm just fucking around.

Kinda. Yeah, no, I guess I mean it.

Look, the important thing to remember here is that there is gonna be a wicked weekend-long festival in Muskoka where you can park your ass down for 72 hours and get mental to some killer good tunes, and you'll be missed if you don't come.

Look to the sky in the city of Toronto, cuz our special brand of advertising is coming to a highly visible space, real soon.

ISSUE ZERO MAGAZINE HAS THE SPOT.
AND IF YOU LISTEN, REALLY CAREFULLY, YOU CAN HEAR GOD FILLING OUT LIFE INSURANCE PAPERWORK, AND MAKING THE SPACE UNDER HIS BED BIG ENOUGH FOR HIM AND MARY.

CAN YOU SURVIVE THE ISSUE ZERO MAGAZINE 72 HOUR CHALLENGE?

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I heard this shit show was in Orillia on the reserve. Put on by some basement dwellers. What a fuckin joke. Who is this fag with the bare head does he or she not have the courage to operate as a being. What a fuckin ass clown. It seems as thou this Crack team of fuckin lazy pubesents has no idea what they are doing. And are queers. Is this show for fags only? Also appears the only thing this blog has a strong hold on is bullshit!