I just bought and am delighted with the new "Church Mouth" by Portugal the Man. As you know, where there is blood, there is my camera...
this is my memory of John from Portugal in minor shock being led away from the fecal sinks in Atlanta's Masquerade to a more sterile Safeway bathroom.
Your links to photos of your injuries are invited to follow. (non-fatal, please)
this is my memory of John from Portugal in minor shock being led away from the fecal sinks in Atlanta's Masquerade to a more sterile Safeway bathroom. Your links to photos of your injuries are invited to follow. (non-fatal, please)
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the show at the troubador saturday night was the best.
There is something (almost) sadistic about your love of photographing the wounded. But i suppose someone has to do it.
L x
Gross.
I love Portugal. the Man...I'm seeing them in novemeber.
That totally explains the mild facial disfigurment at the Jax show, and the Masquerade bathrooms are hazardous.
Church Mouth is wicked awesome, so far sugar cinnamon is one of my favs , but I haven't been able to listen to it much.
It's not much, but one of my dogs gave me these today:
http://i21.tinypic.com/23t4dj7.jpg
i have no photos of injuries to match up to yours that i can think of. That's impressive.
I did get hit in the nose once with a frisbee, it proceeded to break, and the gash where the thing actually hit was bleeding all over the place.
my friend took a picture and couldn't stop laughing because for the situation, it was the most ironic/off chance in the world that i would get hit with a frisbee.
Trouble is, i'm not sure where that picture is. I'll ask her if she has it. If not, i'll see if I can possibly dig it up on my old imageshack or photobucket.
oh and something similar happened to my friend at a moneen/billy talent/rise against/anti-flag show. I was there 90% for moneen, she was there 99% for billy talent. We were on the bar. She got kicked in the back of the head by a crowdsurfer and smashed her nose against the baricade. It resulted in a gash similar but almost worse than my frisbee gash, and security told her that they had to pull her out because of possible infections. Once there's blood, you're gone. She started crying, not because of the broken nose and the blood pouring down her face, but because it was her favorite band and she didn't want to leave. So she ducked and dodged security until THREE guards finally had to come together and pull her out. It was a pretty amazing cut, and I would have taken a picture under better circumstances. And the next time I saw her, she had no blood streaming down her face and a bandaid over the gash. What fun is there in that?
Well, you win, your morbidity towards peoples injuries is not only amusing, but it ties up a lot of questions about you. I will search my photos for when a power drill cut my hand open on a tech day.
By the way, should you feel a sense of boredom there's two blogentries on my blogger account that point to you and The Matches. I think you should read them...and then take a peak at the interview that I sent Miles for you guys! :]
I'm off to search for blood!!
-D
Wow I fail to locate the source of the blood.....what the hell did he do?? ohh....if I had pictures to show I would.....ever so fascinating, i have a picture of a bruise I was very fond of.
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/59/228929173_f8a43141e9.jpg?v=1156919071
3 torn ligaments in my knee led to getting a fibular ostiotomy.
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the bottom part of my lip ripped open, my dog rammed his giant head into my face.
http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b229/sarahklovesyou/bloodbloodgallons_of_the_stuff_MCR_.jpg
of course my friend had to take an "artsy" photo of it. (it's titled MCR fight because it was after an MCR show)
http://i20.photobucket.com/albums/b229/sarahklovesyou/MCR_fight--mob-msg-117410637589.jpg
by the way shawn if you read this, go through the comments on your last blog and read the one about escape the fate (if you haven't already).
capturing everyone's wounded moments can be useful haha.
I can't think of anytime I took a picture of one of my wounds..
but just a couple weeks ago I cut my pinkie finger on my shaving razor.
took forever to stop the bleeding
Damnit, I just deleted my pictures from when I got tackled in the street. I had scrapes on my face and hands and leg and stuff. It looked pretty awesome.
Not really funny though, because I got knocked down by this random drunk guy that decided to attack me when I was walking down the street. It's kind of frightening.
damn i wish i would have taken a picture of myself when i broke my nose at a concert last year. it was bloody
as clumsy as i am, none of my injuries ever look gruesome...bummer
i dont even have pictures from when i broke my wrist (any of the 3 times)
i should have taken pics because one of them (from the time i became one with my neighbors mailbox) had this radical dragon with a blindfold
it was super spectacular!
oh mannnn great times
"Sell Me, I'm a skeptical boy" constantly occupies my mind. I've had Church Mouth for awhile, and I'm sure many of my radio show listeners are getting tired of hearing that and Shade. I still regret not being able to go to that summer tour with Portugal the Man and Action Action. If it wasn't 4 hours away, I would have been there. And now when I'd be able to see Portugal the Man, it's the same night as the Big D halloween show. Figures.
Maybe your blog should be titled, "Heavy Bleeding" now?
y always blood?
sry i have no photos of my injuries, but this is funny:
"away from the fecal sinks in Atlanta's Masquerade to a more sterile Safeway bathroom. "
yah the bathrooms can be cleaner int hat situation
Wow, you are always there to catch some good blood.
Mine sucks compared to all these.
Um.. here's my dog severing my finger.
http://i159.photobucket.com/albums/t147/xxbeccasaurus/a78790d1.jpg
Just kidding, it's still attached.
Apparently that link didn't work.
http://tinypic.com/view.php?pic=2gucua0&s=2
Well, that looks painful. Guitar stock to the face?
I can't seem to find any good ones...
I washed my hair on the side of the highway yesterday though, and ended up hitting my own lip with the shampoo bottle. (Pathetic, I know.) I should have taken a picture of that...
♥ V
Oh, and my showering on the highway, instead of say, a shower? should say something concerning those dirty southern bathrooms.
Tori you silly goose. I bet you were ironing in the car too. I should have been talking to your mom.
What?
Well I cut my thumb pretty badly in art last year. We used these odd hook like instruments to cut out a pattern out of some kind of tiles, I forget the name. Needless to say I got a little carried away and the hook slipped from the tile slicing really deep into my thumb. It was a bloody mess. Walking to the nurses station I left a trail down the hall. Gross.
(excuse my dirty thumb in the first one. and as everyone else I wish I had a picture of when it first happend, quite gruesome.)
http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s285/jee-mee/94153d10.jpg
http://i155.photobucket.com/albums/s285/jee-mee/80081d74.jpg
Marie loves me ironing and my mother what?
question, how did the talented Mr. Gourley attain such a brutal injury? it made us kiddies in the crow curious.
oh shit! once i had this swiss army knife that my friend got from girl guides and gave to me cause she didn't want it.
So i'm like 13 and i'm stupidly playing with the thing, trying to look cool. I slice off my thumb.
Well, no. I didn't slice OFF my thumb, but i sliced into my thumb so deep that you could see the bone. I had to get stitches. I actually took a picture of it too cause it was bleeding so much and i was taking pictures. BUT that was 4 years ago, and my computer got wiped. SO i highly doubt i still have it. Too bad. It was such a gnarly cut. Next time I get injured(which happens a LOT), i'll take a picture and post it for you.
umm i have a good story it didnt happen to me but to a person at my school in gr nine who was a complete idiot and actually cut off his thumb with a table saw in tech class... i think it has been reattached.
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http://i23.tinypic.com/15fohsp.jpg
the collision of
1. nice mens dress shoes
2. a steep, 200+ foot hill
3. rainy night
4. sock-less feet
5. drunken friends.
I was chasing a friend, total slow motion, but my hill in Rodeo and she was FUCKED up and much faster than myself. Being a 200+ lbs girl slow-jogging in the rain is not exactly the easiest thing in the world, especially chasing someone who is positive that the unicorns of neverland are up the hill. this was much more bloody at first when i had to remove the fucking skin at the top of the hill. this left me in flip-flops from november until february because i was missing 7 layers of skin.
not fun for me at all.
second picture:
http://i22.tinypic.com/126efzb.jpg
definately the most gnarly bite you'll ever see, this is after 2 weeks of healing. I am a fat bitch (and rather okay with that) so imagine this arm is fuckin fat and the bruise spans the whole upper side. i have a wicked scar from it, among one of my favorites.
my brother is 15 going on 16 and he's got Autism which brings him to violence when he doesn't get what he wants- i was definately in the way of something in my moms old 1998 dodge stratus- soo mother fucker broke the passenger seat and bit out a chunk of my skin on my left arm...through a jacket.
don't ask me how- but it happened
and it was DISGUSTING!
soooo much blood, the bruise itself was purple and it was in a "ripply-cloud" formation from my shoulder to my elbow, the whole arm looked like i had fuckin leprosy. needless to say i had to take antibiotics up the wazoo and it was my favorite thign to show off for months. it was there from april to july of 2006, and Shawn i'll show you the scar when I see you next, it's wicked :)
woah. that's kinda gross.
i have one song by Portugal the Man, which is awesome: Shade.
ah! Portugal. The Man! Love them!
Can't say I have any gory photography, but I will say your disturbing photographic tendencies could perhaps rival Diane Arbus. Maybe.
You should go photograph some freaks and nudists.
Or maybe you should just bludgeon everyone you know and take pictures like a madman.
I also heard Mike from Green Day likes you guys. I just want to say Go You because that's pretty damn awesome. :D
Normally, I would say that you need a hobby, Shawn, except that this is a hobby. So keep it up!
Also, sorry, no bleeding picture here. I may bruise like a rotten peach, but bleed I do not.
The number of comments on this post are sure miseading.
39 photos of injuries, yay! Oh.
Its not really that gross, its not like he Van Gough'd his ears or anything. That would be gross. Then again Im a girl who enjoys the sight of a bloody nose, oh giddiness.
Make that a misLeading.
does anyone have pictures from that bottom of the hill show about 3 years ago when shawn split michaela's head open with his guitar?
-Branden
I do not like the sight of blood. It makes everything dirty and stains like a bitch.
wooo! im posting a comment from school...this has nothing to do with pain, blood or goar but im gonna post simply because i can!
oh proud proud day!
http://www.kayleighownsyou.com/images/Photo%20109.jpg
Long time no see, Shawn. In any case, this was a rollerblading incident that happened earlier this year. Myself and construction don't get along so great. That would have been my knee, had it not been shaved of all skin.
Not exactly a cut, but right before warped tour in montreal, I developed (and over-scratched) a very irritating mosquito bite on my shoulder. I scratched it and it started hurting a lot and bleeding and all that great stuff. So, i'm getting ready to go to warped tour, and I put a bandaid on. Along with a tiny ammount of slapped on sunscreen. I figured that I didn't get burnt in calgary with almost no sunscreen, i probably wouldn't get burnt in montreal. (too bad i didn't consider that the UV index was way higher)
Anyway, enough of that.
So I come home from warped tour and take off the bandaid of my wonderfully red shoulder.
of course, i have the EXACT white print of a band-aid on my sunburn (that eventually peeled). Right down to the spots where the bandaid let's your skin breathe?
I didn't think to take a picture right when it happened, but I got it about 10 days after warped tour once it had faded a bit. Which I will go dig up once I finish this position paper and stop getting distracted.
I love the picture of the bite mark from Morgan Elaine.
It looks kind of like a face.
I babysit an autistic kid.
My first week getting paid weekly, with a slight headache, he decides "oh, I am supposed to be going to bed but this lightsaber is so cool I think I'll try to get her to play with me!" and *WHACK!* I get a lightsaber to the head... he is a very strong child. BIG and TALL and HAWAIIAN and STRONG... lord knows that he could probably take me in a battle by just sitting on me.
I have a picture of an injury that I got that I blame my lack of The Matches and clumsiness while running. Actually I only have a picture of 1/5th the injury. I got something on each limb plus my ankle. I only have a picture of my ankle though.
I shall set the mood. =^]
It's early morning, so much sooner than anyone should be awake. Summer time, a week after Warped Tour, and I had still been so excited that I could barely sleep. If I did sleep I was dreaming of what could've happened, what had happened, and even what my happen the next time. I didn't sleep that morning or the night before. I had stayed up all night on the computer with some budies making dirty jokes that got dirtier by the hour because the sleepier or more awake we got the worse they got. My parents awoke from their slumber and I was already dressed to go for a walk, because I like walking. I was originally just going to leave, sneak out. I went downstairs and they were dressed to go for a walk. Coincidence? Perhaps. So I put on my shoes and didn't take my Archos (like a video iPod... but better) because I was hoping for some quality family time. We go out on our walk but I got bored. We were going up hill on the street that everytime I run up or down I'm listening to What Katie Said, strictly coincidence. That day, it was VERY dark and the breeze was good but the air was stiff... and I had no music playing. I started running up the hill and somehow I stepped on a crack in the road that was very uneven and down I went. Again, I blame this on my lack of The Matches and my clumsiness. I landed on my knees and caught myself with my hands, so my face was saved from being splattered on the sidewalk. I get up and look at my injuries... my hands are dripping with blood, my knees are stinging, and my ankle that I had sprained so many times before was swelling. So was the top side of my foot... like a tumor look. Pretty wicked. I went home, my parents kept walking (not a single tear, I think I did fantastic especailly for a girl... most of my friends, male friends, would have been crying like babies) and I cleaned my wounds and got on the computer... haha, to read the newest blog here! What a small world.
Ever since, I listen to What Katie Said while running on that street... I haven't fallen yet.
Here is that nasty sprained ankle (not it sitll looks kind of like a tumor... I might need to get it checked out... haha)
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v325/loverufus95/Mygrossankle.jpg
And then like 2 weeks ago I went to the ice rink here cause this friend of mine was supposed to be there but he got grounded... long story short, I was one of the only people there.
So I was like "I paid, I'll wait it out." so I got some skates. But because so few people were there, they were still handing out new skates that they had got that day.
So I got a new pair of skates. And I know, you'd think "New skates?! And you're complaining? Bajeezus!!!" But no. Ok. New skates=Blisters. But I took them with a smile and put them on and started skating. I thought "the blilsters wont be that bad." so when I started to feel one I just kept going. By the end, one foot had 2 blisters. 1 was small, it is healed now, but the other... it's huge. Smaller than it was now. I'd have a picture of it (I take a picture of most of my injuries... haha) but I haven't shaved that section of the leg since it happened cause it'd hurt like hell... it should be good enough to shave so I'll take a picture then. =^]
...we are all sick and twisted. Showing each other our wounds like 1st grade boys. I love it! Haha. =^D
but are you listening to Say Anything? 'Tis the REAL issue at hand here. well...not so much hand but ear.
Now I must search for the photo of when I tore up my left side of my body really bad and broke my left wrist because I decided to do a backhandspring/backtuck on an upsloping concrete hill...
Genius... I know.
haha hey. that was at the masquerade? yeah... their bathrooms are disgusting. :)
but i still love the place.
what happened to him? dang.
I don't really get injured. I just make frequent visits to the immedi-center for asthma attacks and allergic reactions. The worst was about two years ago when I went swimming by my friends house. It was night time so all the bugs are out, and bugs absolutley love me. So I got practically eaten alive. I normallly get a small reaction from bug bites but this was bad. Both of my arms and legs were swollen and I couldn't feel anything. My whole body went numb. My mom then noticed after a day or two, becasue I tried to hide it as much as I could, and ran mr to the doctor. It didn't really go down until a few weeks later, but they gave me these ginormous horse pills. I had to take like three or four different kinds like three times a day.
Another time I had gone to Texas for the week to visit my brother. They had all these plants by the river walk in San Antonio that I apparently was allergic to. When I came home my head was insanely itchy. I told my mom and she said it was all in my head so I go back to bed. About a half hour later I wake up again and tell her that my head really is itchy. So then she goes into the other room to look at it in the light. My whole head was swollen and covered in hives. It then spread down to to my shoulders, then my arms, chest, and legs. Once again they gave me a ton of medication and I had to miss school for like a week and a half becasue it kept coming back. I just laid in my bed not moving at all.
Also I slept over my friends house over the summer, and I discovered that I have asthma attcks in my sleep, or at least I don't remember it. She said that she was freaking out and had no idea what to do. I just laughed.
I was 9 and was playing street hockey. I was the only girl in my hood haha. I bit the concrete pretty hard and cracked open my chin in the exact same spot I did when I was 5. This time I got 19 stitches instead of 6.
It was summer so the blood baked on the cement.
I'll never forget all the guys getting grossed out and I just sat up, poked it and said "shit not again, my mom's gonna kill me!"
The new buzznet videos make me happy.
Thanks!
yummm.
Oh and Shawn... my aunt thinks you're extremely hot.
Not a picture of an injury, but the title picture reminds me of a painting I did of mating bunnies, called Overpopulation... here's the link to it http://squidella.deviantart.com/art/Overpopulation-67670825
last night I stubbed my toe on my roommate's suitcase. I thought I just bumped it, but it actually ripped my toenail right off..well half of it at least + some skin
http://i21.tinypic.com/2mpzkw4.jpg
you can see the split right down the middle.
I had to walk to class like a cripple this morning.
I got the best gash ever last week. And the way I got it was incredibly stupid too. I forgot how to ride a bike, basically.
Unfortunately, I had no camera.
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I love portugal. the man.
it would also be nice to know how he got hurt, that guy is so fragile.
lmfaooo. this is an old post. like a year old. n_n
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