reaching out and grabbing nothing

interview dude called us retro metal psych rock. win.
talk me out of a $200 pair of shoes. student loan is due. shoe money.

m.a.d. turns 1!

Ruby is playing the 1 year anniversary of Music, Arts & Drafts! A righteous little event thrown together by our manager and main bud, Anthony Jude. This time round will feature photos by the bewitching Lucia Holm and music by Atlantic, Atlantic and yours truly. Gonna be a banger if you're in the Red Bank area tomorrow night. Read more about M.A.D. in The Waster article here.

[Self portrait above by Lucia Holm]

inject me

photo drop of inspiration for the ruby shoot with my dear friend miss lucia holm tomorrow. tarrot cards, candles, daggers, pomegrantes. conjuring spirits all day. check out her work here. it is cinematically haunting. plus, she is a total babe.

you and your frowns and the universe

please play by the rules

still love anton.

eat the fruit and kiss the snake

whenever a human stresses me out, all i need is a little 90's grunge to get back on track. soundgarden has totally dominated my soundtrack today. if you can't appreciate superunkown then you are tripping. only non-soundgarden song that crept in was "goner" by dead confederate, which instrumentally sounds very chris cornell. especially when the thickness kicks in at the chorus.

i could be gone, you would never know.

kills me.

vodka veins

paul ritchie of the parlor mob was nice enough to record two of our new jams for internet release.
johnny snapped some photos of the process.

i'm a howlin wolf - ahooooo!

automatic shoes, automatic shoes,
gimme 3d vision and the california blues!

ahhh yes. before the black keys there was this wild duo. so much sound, so few humans! i'm on a huge marc bolan kick as of late. which is suitable, as i am on a whiskey/glitter/big shoe bender. permanently.

she takes your voice and leaves you howlin at the moon

rings, racoon tails and mood nails polish.
the cobbler fixed my glitter platforms.
reese juel made me the sickest velvet leggings.
i made a kink tank top.

still recovering from our show at the pony and the multiple rum buckets. i'll get some photos up here soon.
reese girl and i are throwing a black rabbit catalog together. lotsa weirdness. eyes peeled.

sweetbaby

my childhood isn't looking that fucked up anymore.

snake preacher

our new snake preacher shirts. thrifted and hand printed in the basement. 10 dolla.

doin custom orders this time round if you wants. k. 

salvation is a deep dark well