bad ass art work. more then the ladder...bass playing. tightness, freshness, and the all around wild styles of the wild man. fighting(for what i belive in), protests, changing the wrongs into rights, community, open minds, good arguments, food not bombs, bicycle recycle, prison books, needle exchange, working and the days off in betwixt. red wine.
Alberto Granado, Charles Bukowski, Otis Redding, Frida Kahlo, Tupac Amaru, Berry Gordy, James Jamerson, Steve Wonder, John Africa, Noam Chomski, Greg Sage, Gustav Klimt, Alphonse Mucha, Bob Mould, Richard Pryor.
Motown, punkrock i don't feel like typeing a bunch of shit right now.
in the shadow of motown, barfly...the bukowski flick. dead alive, o' brother where art thou, bowling for columbine, loose change 2nd edition, kung-fu hustle, memento, life aquatic, empire of the sun, spinal-fucking-tap, old horror movies, lost in translation, the shining, motorcycle diaries, gummo, buena vista social club. what the hell...
t.v. kinda sucks. ugh...Married With Children, Sanford and Son, Welcome Back Mister Kotter, MST3K, you know, silly shit.
Bukowski and things about quantum physics...alot of classics and random shit like Water Ship Down, Papillion, and Shogun...i don't know.
Fuck heroes...well, except my friends...