Who You Calling Boy, Boy?

The Presets - My People (dir. Kris Moyes)

It truly is something that this video makes me want to eat massive amounts of both Ecstasy and DXM. Two wildly different animals. 

Blood In, Blood Out. (Reasoning).

MDMA: The Presets' Pussy-Pounding Pulse

DXM (b/k/a cough suppressant): Terror-soaked MoonView visuals 

Wascally Wabbits End Up With Their Chests Blown Out. Period.

Also interesting is that the last time I dropped pills (after a Cage show), I drove from a club to an apartment party at 6am, rolling my face off, listening to, you guessed it, The Presets. "Are You The One" to be exact.

(Pseudo-)Synchronicity. It's What's For Dinner And Shit.

So yeah. In summation: The Presets, dope; Modular, dope; Anything that significantly and permanently alters my brain's chemistry (for better or worse), super dope. 

Reach for the lasers, Safe as fuck.

P.S. For those among you who may be new to the nightmare, further insight into my epicly horrific, rehab-inducing experiences with Dextromorphan can be found HERE.

Silly Rabbit, Splits Iz For Kydz

Eric Prydz - Call On Me

This video is what comes about when KASAI starts craving handfuls of E pills and be-spandexed Eurotrash named Olga, like some kind of buttfucking, amped out werewolf. Call On Me. yeah. that's right.

alternate ending.

there was a time when i was slightly embarrassed to mark pete doherty as one of my heroes. biggest rock star in the uk, yet belly broke? constantly shooting drugs yet as lucid as if he'd been chewing flinstones vitamins? a menace II society, bashing about albion in margaret thatcher-era jaguars, perpetually under arrest? going to rehab like most people go to safeway? this is your hero kasai? jesus.
(scornful looks and scoffing ensue)

exactly.

look at what the last few months have brought for the kid and you'll know who's got the last laugh you squares.

hell, there was a time when even pete-o-philes like myself thought he would be strung out and dead at the crime scene by now, particularly after the whole blood painting scenario. but i guess that's the thing about expectations. just prospecting. like playing the lotto. can't count us out, can't keep us down!

shine on you tiny diamond!