A Date With Henry Hate

Ink Whore!

2012-01-19T12:22:00.000-08:00

Copy Of Teen Angels Old issues are highly collectable and still have many of them that my dad gave me.

Slurs are dirty words and sometimes they tend to be embraced by the very people that they are supposed to target. I used the phrase of a ink whore to encompass many definitions across the board. I would use it to describe my ex-boyfriend Adam's boner for getting tattoo, which would lead to me being cut off from sex for at least a few hours. I would use it to describe girls witht he standard center split pin curls and the ever present red rose whom act like tattoo artists are just like designers, regardless if they were well known or not. The dude that just wants his full body done in a hurry. Or the Groupie whom fucks tattoo artists to get free work. I've met them all and I love the word.

So my new t-shirt design is being made as we speak and the cool dudes at Photo Fit whom do a few of my friends stuff do quality work. Long lasting durable and virtually have done all my stuff since I came to London in 1998. I am particular about t-shirts as I wear them till my pits are eaten away. and I love them even more. T-shirts are the new calling card for most people and it also gives people a small view into the fathoms of a person, simply by the shirt they wear. Not to mention it is great and free promotion.

So I did a Chicana peering through a keyhole inked and the slur Whore. This was done on the slight verge of Prison Peña Art. This is based on the chicano style of my uncles and cousins who've spent shit loads of time locked up and the art i grew up looking at. As my uncle Gilbert is locked away on the three strikes your out scheme.
He was always sending my dad stuff he drew and then there were the Teen Angels, to which I still own. There is a front design and there is a back design too. Stay tuned for the finished item. Bags will be done as well and will be purchased through the shop and or the digital online store. Keep an eye out.

Above is are standard linen handkerchiefs with bic biro pens that are sold sometimes in craft gatherings. Prisoners would make crafts in order to get money on their books in order to buy personal items from the prison canteen.

Stripped

2012-01-10T01:42:00.000-08:00

Every now and then I get asked to get involved with a group prokect and If it is up my alley I will jump at the chance. And recently
Jason Atomic kindly asked if I would be interested in joining in on the fun. Of course I accepted. Stripped is a group show that Jason is putting together at Orbital Comics in the West End. As I am gearing up for new stuff to present to both Art Republic and Pure Evil this would be a great chance to get a preview of works that are coming.

The Stripped Opening reception is on March 1st and is sure to gain a huge crowd and there will be a artist postcard lucky dip. conact Orbital Comics & Galllery for more info or drop Jason a lin on his blog.

Orbital is loacted at:
Orbital Comics
8 Great Newport Street
London WC2H 7JA

Brighton Tattoo Convention

2012-01-09T18:18:00.000-08:00

At the moment I have been really busy with all sorts of stuff and I tend to cram all sorts of shit I need to do all at once. And I forgot to mention that I will be that Brighton Tattoo Convention this year. I have just two spaces available and if you would like to get some work from me by all means simply call the shop and I can arrange something for you. Or just swing by the booth and say hello. I am looking forward to it. See ya in church.
H

Climbing Mount Everett

2012-01-09T17:59:00.000-08:00

Every so often I do tattoos that I truly want to do free of charge just to break up my game face and throw a spanner into my work schedule that will be a investment in the long run. So my Muse for this project was none other that Gentle Giant and truly nice guy Harley Everett. That dude makes me feel like a munchkin hit by a shrinking ray, as he is so tall. Well I act tall. A client had put him in contact with me and told him my plan and rather than stick any old thing on him he gave me brief. I went to the drawing table and tried to come up with a design that both he and I would love.

I am sure some of you have seen Harley in action and seen some of his films. He's developed a name for himself in the field of adult films, and most people get adult entertainers and performers all wrong. He is well spoken and a bit on the shy side, which is a relief. I was really taken aback by how free and honest he was in sharing his upbringing with me a testament to his true nature and character as a genuine person. So as you can see there will be a fair bit of wark to do on this project and I will keep you all posted on the progress as Harley stand around 6'4 and the design will virtually take his whole upper thigh to the knee.

We have started a 3 1/2 hours so far and have several sessions to go so stay tuned.

Songs Of the Moment

2012-01-09T17:52:00.001-08:00

I have been listen to some music that I was never a real fan of first time around as Talking heads, Ok David Byrne used to annoy the shit out of me with all that Burning down the house crap. So I wrote them off. iIt wasnt till I watched a Midnight showing of Stop Making Sense that I got their sound. The Album Remain In Light that got me truly to the beauty of their music and the syncopation and composition. So I suggest you get to trying them on for size.

Enjoy.

I listen to Spotify alot and I also pay for it's service as I think it's alot better than my Imatch. You can find my henry hate tag or my facebook id. But Girls On Top are a London garage band that are catchy, trashy and capture the essential sound of so many bands that I love. They also are very good at taking the piss out of themselves. They reminded me of a group we used to play with in early 2000 called The Dirty Byyrds While we were just Dirty Switches. It's defiantely one to place n your ipod or what ever. Crank it.

Tripping On Through

2011-12-10T21:57:00.000-08:00

I have been keeping busy and it's been full on and with certain changes in the wake of the last several months I have steadily kept forward motion and wrapping up this year. I made my way to see some old friends and reconnect and showed my partner my hometown of Los Angeles and got to drive him around, which was kool and my favorite part of my trip cause I got to show him things and tell him the stories I knew about old Hollywood and the folklore.

The damaged an the beauty's faded on the sheen of Hollywood but I think thats part of it's mystique. She's like Ms. Havisham a bride in her dated wedding dress that was once beautiful but just a dusty shell. I made it to Australia and saw my friends wedding and got to see some olf friends and felt really fortunate that I got to hang with them and carry on from where we started. I even made some new friends and the memory has been a great cap to end the year.

In the past year I went to Paris, Los Angeles twice and Melbourne Australia. I am very lucky to have done these things in the course of 12 months and be able to do them on my own resources and time frame. Looking back I feel very fortunate that I have been able to do this especially in this economy. And I am even more happy to say that me and Bren are doign well. It's not been easy and there have been a few curve balls
but I am stoked and lookign forward to the next year.

A lot has happened in the last year with work and the shop and I was hired by another corporate company for a gig and this time they paid me what I wanted which was nice. and I still feel that there is forward motion. So before I forget I would like to say thank you to everyone who was involved in this year. It was a pretty good year with it's fair share of shake ups and lulls.

The London riots were a sad case as the rest of the 3rd world countries move to rallying for real democracy. Youngster were pillaging Jd Sports and Vodaphone for disposable crap in the name of what ever bullshit reason. What ever it was it wasn't a valid reason to destroy peoples lives and neighborhoods. Amy left and that same day a friend's mother had died virtually at the same time. And there we were back stage at a PJ Harvey/Portishead show in a green room balling our eyes out.

The last year was far better then the one previous and I am glad and thankful for that. I am looking forward to seeing you around.

All the best
All my love
Henry

The perfect Halloween Costume for tattooed People!

2011-10-21T02:49:00.000-07:00

If you ever wanted to see what Rick Genest aka Zombie Boy aka Tranny Caca's only real street cred, you should check out his video. When I worked as a makeup artist The stuff was like spackle for builders and worked amazingly well. Drag queens swear by it. I am not trying to hock the product, but I thought the video was pretty cool. I do not care for the music though. I am starting to believe that our very own rob here has created something of his own 'Blue Steel' look. Enjoy.

Touching Base

2011-10-17T08:05:00.001-07:00

Alot has gone on in the last couple of weeks and haveen been busy with all sorts of things. First I have been keeping my nose to the grind stone. and decided to seperate myslef forom a certain individual who is a rather half empty moaning Myrtle and emotional vortex. In truth I am very happy they are gone. A tattoo artist quit without giving a proper reason for them leaving other than they are not happy. Ok. Bye. Concerts and plays and trying to catch up on sleep and Bren's birthday was last week and had a rather successful soire. So it's not as if I have been ignoring anything I have been just keeping busy. At the moment Bren is also tending to our cat whom was hit by a car. So there are many plates to spin.

I am gearing up for a trip to Melbourne Australia to visit some friends and go to a wedding which hopefuly should be fun and then starts the holiday season. As this year has been a busy and very hard one, I am glad I have gone through it. Thrusday we went to see Margaret Cho do a few numbers from her stint at the Finge in Edinburgh Fest and the Album Cho dependent. She has a knack for having gay comics open for her that are NOT FUNNY! She was witty brash and in and I enjoyed myself. I am happy that she is able to broaden her fan spectrem from the show Drop Dead Diva. Yet I do feel she has treaded on this familiar ground time and time again. and she made the mistake of thinking gay marriage in the UK is not acceptable.

I laughed and enjoyed the show but i was starting to think there is only so far one can laugh at pussy and gay jokes where she then starts to parody her own mother by the double standard of accepted racism. I don't think it's right that she states racism but then falls on to the cheap stunt of stereotypifying her own mother. Honestly she hasn't covered any new ground from her repetoire and it sounds like a bashing, yet I I would love for her to really push the envelope than play it safe to to the gays. At the time she was quit a breath of fresh air and still think she is on it when she is sharp and witty. Other times I think she relies on the standard for the label gay audience.

She revealed that she got knocked up from one of the members of Siouxsie and The Banshees, and had to get an abortion which was an eye opener. If she

Maybe it's age speaking but that type of humour i loose interest in quit quickly. And she should find a really funny gay comic.

To A Certian Someone, With Love Of Course.

2011-09-10T07:30:00.000-07:00

This week has been tough as we as a group are left to clean up a mess that a certain individual left in his wake. Rather than just be hinest with me they decided to concoct a bullshit story yet booking appointments in advance when they knew they were going to go. So to the dishonest, no ball having son of a PUTANA. I would say that if you had a dick this is where you would have tell me to suck it, But like I said If! So I will leave by saying this:

EAT ME!

2011-08-05T06:14:00.000-07:00

I will be the first to admit that I make my own rules and I am no day at the beach. I have been called many things from asshole. slave drver, Prick, whore., Meanie, Satan.. Mr Hat, Hank- to which I hat. Sadistic Mother fucker and they have all been said in the theat of deep anger all aimed at me. Sometimes deservedly so when I was younger, drunk, high, or stupid and slutty and at other times I have been all of the above at once. Yet I like to sit back and observe. I watch and take it all in. There are times when I make a comment on a subject that becomes un-nerving. Especially from people who do nothing more than have a superior ideal sense of self and it's them vs. the rest of they world. at large. I came across a little guys blog about some biullshit that is no sweat off my nuts, But I am going to set the fucking RECORD STRAIGHT.

Short whiney moaning Myrtle that is the the moniker of one supposed Drubskin or as I like to call him Ms. Tanner has a yeast infection about me stating the obvious "he suffers fools gladly" on a weekly basis , paycheck to paycheck. His response was a longwinded, prissy rant that was something straight from teen mom or My Super Sixteen. Off the mark and complete and utter Bullshit. You know what I am glad that guy is in his positon cause it has no fucking effect on me. Bitch is nothing more than a
weekend warriror playig at artist. He's compared me to Marie Antoinette and the misused "Let them eat cake" crap. Are you fucking kidding me. Listen up fucker. I put everything on the line to get where I am and so blessed to have. I busted my ass and it definately wasn't handed to me with a gilded spoom or a silver platter. As for your bourgeois stance =on working class Give me a fucking break and hey remind yourself that the next time your sitting in your post war home reading of all things fucking Wallpaper. You sound like this, "Bitch moan bullshit bullshit bitch moan bullshit bullshit.

Here is the shit nugget he then went on to bang on about.

"Having been searching for a different job for two years, a recession going on, 10% recorded employment in southern California with who knows how many people now unable to collect unemployment, and an absolute lack of creative jobs here in San Diego? Really? How do you respond to that in a “tweet”? I’ve been living my own personal hell because of these things I can’t control. I also found that he stopped following me promptly after this message was sent, so I just said with the choice between being employed and not, I’ll choose having a paycheck. Daddy has a mortgage and likes to eat.

I was going to let all this slide, but I got cold-cocked by two other people this week and I’ve kind of had it so I’ve decided to call people out on it. You know, I understand I was not happy in that moment and I’m sorry I ruined your day, but you could have just unfollowed me quietly, rolled your eyes, and then went back to being self-employed at your own tattoo shop. Not everyone has those same opportunities you have been blessed with and must work for others but this is clearly a case of Marie Antoinette not understanding that she holds cake in one hand and bread in the other. So much for retaining that working class outlook.

Or is this all because I didn’t follow you? Either way, it’s some petty shit, no matter how you slice it."

10% hookah pah-lease you don't exactly live in a third world country, and your so ready to seek blame out with the worst in your strange and archaic little head. Well what do you expect from someone whom plays dungeons and fucking dragons? I stopped following you on twitter cause your banter was neither funny, insightful, witty and rather stale other than you just moan about your fucking bullshit job. As business owner I take offense to shit like that cause you sit on your aging fat ass and do absolutely nothing about it, Oh but it's ok for your boss to think you sit holed up in your cubicle/office pretending to work. I know I would bet my left and right nut that he would rather have a appreciative employee who would be more than happy to slit your fucking throat for your job especially in this economy. I have followed your alleged career for what seems like forever and your no closer to doing what you truly love and still have absolutlely no fucking idea whom you really are. Sure you go through the fucking motions. Biut don't expect the world to raise your price when you don;t even really put yourself out there, Find a fucking direction and man up, grow and shit the fuck up. You have been dealt a hand you still have options how you choose to appraoch it is all up to you.

You make no direct attempt to resolve your situatiom when it is you who is the biggest problem of all. Here is a novel idea, how bout you grow some nuts and really talk to your boss about your situation. S'matter you afraid you might get the sack and your piece of shit job as a graphic designer is just as stale as the shit you try and hock. Try approaching your situation with e little dignity and accountablility? You might want to throw in ambitions while your at it or did you loose that along with a sense of decorum in dealing with people as your superior? Tow the fucking line and take fucking control you fucking pussy. Man there is nothing worse than a person who says they have no control over their choices and life. You have a choice. you just choise to blanket the shit your in with phantom excuses and self pity. Cause nothing is ever really YOUR FAULT. Your trivial attempt to ban people from your social web shere is moronic at best & pittiful to say the least. What have yiou really fucking done to desserve a position where you wish to be? What real efforts have you actually made and sacrificed? You don't need to answer me casue I don't fucking care. Makes no difference to me if you take a leak or shit. I am in a position to want for nothing and I am thankful for that, but again I didn't wait for this to fall in my lap cause my number came up. I went out and got it. It takes ambition, direction and fucking guts. You sound like your waiting for the right option to come along and then by divine intervention you will be free of what ever tedious drivel goes on in your life.
When I will say point blankly your resentful cause your feel you should be in better position and your not, your getting older and it's harder.

You're still drawing the same skinheads all with those barbed scowls and child like faces. as if thats something to be proud of. Fuck right off you sound like a fucking stilted adolescent whom never actually grew up and you come across like a caricature of your own silent undoing. Must be nice? I would rather play along with the game and change the rules once I am inside. Would I want to change places with you, in no fucking way ever. Yet I can say if I were in your position I would know what I needed to do to fix it, and it;s not by changing the fucking scenery. Still feel punk rock punk? That's all you are to me like those moron gutter punks resplendid with studs whom sit in camden bitching about the establishment but make no effort to change it themselves. It's not your fault it's out fault, it's the economy's fault, my daddy never loved me. Whaaa whaa whhaaa! Whats working class is to take account and say fuck this I am changing it and get on with it. Your no different when you bitched in Kansas and I paid you for work. You need people like me more than I need you, after all thats your fucking JOB! Like your lame ass Skinhead philosophy 101, it's outdated and no longer relevenrt and probably deleted.

You have options, you just to blind sided to fucking see the forest for the trees with resentment to see anything.. Here is a tip for you, instead of having your "fans" (a term I am using loosely) pay you with gifts of socks or having someone else make money off your work. How about you pay your own fucking mortgage and food bill with your work? I haven't got time for your pain cause I do not share it, and you might want to look up the work transference you pot bellied toxic harpie! Now if you'll excuse me I will return to wjat I worked my ass off for and go eat some cake or bread with the money I earned on my own resources. Jealous Much? Then ask your self this, how do you think I got it?

Does Goes Gay Music Suck?

2011-07-31T15:23:00.000-07:00

I will admit that Elton John, Freddie Mercury and even Michael Stipe have made some shear genius tunes. Yet While I was in L.A. I came across some music that was a pain and a fucking chore to listen to. I don't get the whole dumbed down prissy Glamour of the Madame Lamberts or even the Disco Sheen of Cazwell or Colton Ford. If I were a tween tranny with a perpetual boner and a drug habit I might like it. At lest I could say the drugs make the shit sound better. Yet Even Euro pop of Azis and Kazaky are hard to swallow casue it just see,s like shiny drivel in Auto-Tune.

To Me Azis is just a chubbier version of Adam Lambert who's been at it longe and supposedly with a bigger dick. As Cazwell has been deemed by the gay press as their answer to Eminem, I was left with one question when I actually saw him live. Are you fucking kidding me with this bullshit. It sounded like a nursery rhyme for guys with hardon's and wanting to crunk. Yeah fucking right. Take away the lyrics and you have a song that would appeal to a 6 year old on morning television. So it makes me wonder about the mental state of some of it's actual listeners. I mean there is no craft of Bob Mould's magic of Husker Du. Most of the new acts seems to base their stuff on the pretention of glamourous sex, designer clothing, and high gloss. Not Very Rock and Roll. No I like my rock stars foaming at the mouth riddled with VD and drug addiction. Even The Sisscor Sisters are nothing more than Abba parading around as the Village People, only in brighter colours and silly get-ups.

I have never been a fan of pop perse as like Madonna or Kylie as I think they suck. Don't get me started on Lance Bass and Ricky Martin. It's just shit with glitter sprinkled on top and I don't buy it. But some Gay Music is just to juvenile for my tastes. I wih I could say that I like and want to but it doesn't speak to me and it doesn't move me. And like Shakespeere said, If you music be the language of love, PLAY ON! Just don't play that shit around me or it's going out the window. So does gay music suck...? I think the music that caters to the frivolious does most definately. Music that is more user friendly is just classic and you can hear the difference.

Songs that are just Brilliant
Husker Du

R.E.M.

Queen- When I was a kid loved this song and I sang it at the top f my lungs on my bike.

The Germs

Judas Priest- I do love a good hair do band.

Block Party- Hey there Kele and Simon.. Been a while since I have seen you guys.

To Square To Be HIP!

2011-07-30T05:37:00.000-07:00

London has many membership bars all vying for the creme de la creme of the London Social Scene. I have been in several and my partner always thinks they are just a loads of bollocks as he says and never undersands the pretension of people paying money to be accepted. He has a point. Membership bars are not that hard to get into if you know the right people and the always seem to be the friends of friends that make the place cooler or dare i say it Hip. Bren told me i was an idiot if I paid for a membership to on of the bars which I seriously considered and had my name put forward by a friend. The places always seek the "creative types" but the seem to atract the pesky bullshit monkey suit with a bank account bigger than his dick. To me most of them are not "creatives and or artists" They're sales people who claim marketing is an art form not a pitch.

I've been to both Shoreditch House once when Amy was dj'ing had breakfast there with a client and watched a few celebrities get into drunken arguments with their dates in Soho House and Sketch. But I would never call these places cool. So It struck me funny when a suit took offence to his ass being barred by both clubs and sister watering holes for being told not to wear a suit. Ladies and gentlemen i give you ehibit A. Pudgy old fart whom conducts business at these places and took offence when he was 86'd for wearing his working clothes to the establishments. He was told he was to School for cool.

I know you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover but I am going to say this fucker looks like he wouldn't be exactly cracking don P's at P Diddy's crib chillin any time soon. One lesson in cool if you paid to belong your not cool. They bar is celebrating your money as you are as well. Cool people just don't expect to pay for frivolious things like a £600 memebrship There are bars that will just hand you one if they like you or know you. What i find even more funny is this jerk went to the press to moan about it. No sympathy here. He used his money as a battery ram and felt that validated him as belonging, HIs walking papers were the official NO. A friend of mine had a dream once where she didn't make it passed the velvet rope, and she was told in her dream she wasn't cool enough and it upset her. Ok we were 24 and she just moved to LA. There are social graces those in the know must obtain to survive in the ever changing battle ground rules of perpetual cool. To quote Groacho Marx, I would beve want to belong to a club that would have me as a member.

For Amy.

2011-07-24T16:59:00.000-07:00

I have a hole in my life and in my heart. Five O' clock I got the call. I didn't believe it. Not her, not what i wanted to hear on what was supposed to be a great night out. For eight years a girl I personally knew came in and out of my life with a smile and a presence that I truly enjoyed. I met Amy just after the tail end of her first album of Frank. Which I was a fan of and she walked into my studio. Ripping pages out of a book making a pile and placing them on my desk. My very first words to her were, "Bitch, I know you are not fucking up my book have you lost your mind?" She had the exact same book I owned and she wanted a tattoo right then and there and I was closing in 20 minutes. I said yes cause I loved the first album and was a fan, I then made a friend.

I didn't know a volitle woman or a messy drunk, or even a tabloid celebrity. I got to know a very shy girl whom would come into my shop randomly just tp say hi, or ask to use the phone when she had no credit on her phone. She once asked to take my dog Joleene out for a walk the secong time she visited my shop. I let a total stranger walk my dog, famous or not and oddly Joleene went with her. That was a testiment of a good person, cause Joleene doesn't like to go for walks with just ANYONE and she casueally allowed Amy in. She once brought in a toy form Joleene and played with her for a half hour. Over the years i got to know her well enough and she would call me, and I never pried into her life but I watched it change upon the success of Back To Black. I had tattooed her boyfriend Alex a chef, whom I thought was dead sexy and she was still the same sensitive chain smoking girl whom was funny and polite and often asked about my partner Bren. When I told her we were getting married she offered to sing at my ceremony. That who she was. Extremely kind and i had not a bad thing to say about Amy.

She let me hear a rough mix when I did her Hello Sailor tattoo for Back to Black. She was the only client I ever let smoke in my shop cause I loved her. To me Amy was great and smart and very fucking sharp. I told her that she was very liked in the gay scene, and she replied, "probably cause I'm such a bitch". She wasn't though not to me anyways. she often reffered me to art jobs for her lable and projects. She didn't have to but she did and I was always greatful. When she come into the shop she stayed for more than she needed to and someimes just sit and talk and visit. She would leave things in the studio and pick them up later. She was talented and has it in spades. We talked on subjects ranging from Love to low we dealt with addiction. And I still say she was a clever girl. It got hard to watch the hangers on spend her money without her consent or watch people circle her as she became AMY WINEHOUSE. To that point I waited for her to come in when she was ready. Calls would come in and voice messages on my phone and her voice would ring with a slu "Hello Dahling or Hey Big Sexy!" I made a remark about a certain individual that I thought was her friend swingng by me shop looking for her, and she said flatly and frankly that they were in no way friends.

I got the honor to have her sing in my shop to me privately as she sang a improvised melody to Biggie Smalls "Big Poppa" and i was floored. It was a provate moment and for free. She was just a lovely girl who wanted love and extremely sensetive, She joked she wanted to movie to Miami and have big boobs and fuck a mob gangster, and I said me too, she laughed. She was engaging with fellow customers and often gave autographs and posed for pictures with customers in the shop. She was not the train wreck people pegged her to be. To me she was just Amy from Edmonton north London. When the press did a hatchet job on me on the back of her, she called me the day it happened from Saint Lucia o give support again she didn't need to or have to but she was that type of girl. Yes she was an addict and we talked about my and her troubles and the pressures she was under and how it all changed and that the simple things like riding the tube were no longer an option for her. Things she loved doing were taken from her because of the monster that was success and the scrutiny she was put under made it that more difficult The press relished a mess it sold papers and ,ade fucking pathetic chavs with bullshit, boring, hum drum lives to feel better about themselves. Seeling a clip a story or even a photo.. She didn't know whom to trust and I never tried to cash in on her or sell a story about her. What she told me was in the strictest of confidence and I am honoured to have those moments and memories of her.

I never knew an unflatering person but a genuine artcle and old soul with a heart of gold. amy was fucking cool. And I am touched that this young jewish girl liked me as I was and i loved her as she was. Amy wasn't perfect but she was bang on. I am going to truly miss her and I don't care what they say about Amy Winehouse the celebrity. Amy Winehouse the person was just an amazing girl who gave when she didn't need to and she was a friend to me. I find myself crying cause the last time I spoke to her she was in good spirits and on the mend. So it's hard to process her absence and her undoing. I'll miss her gentle hugs and when she would call me Big Sexy. I always loved coming home from work and tell Bren, "Amy came into the shop today and guess what happened?" That will not happen anymore. The stories, the visits, her smile and face. I once watched in awe as she gave a girl in the shop a makeover and the girl idley let her. Amy I know your pain is now gone and the suffering is over and I am sorry for the void you created for your friends and family we were loved by many that were close and by millions far and wide. You were loved loved by me. I want to thank you for the time you gave me and the memories we shared. I will never find another person like you and you will be missed. So I keep you in my good books as you have shown me nothing but kindness and love and most of all your warmth. Thank you so much.

I Love you always You are still a star!

Henry

Bee In My Bonnet

2011-07-09T22:07:00.000-07:00

Seeing that I just returned from my trip from LA and I got sun burned I am now officially a Londoner as my Mexican ass can no longer take the sun. The bean is burnt. Warpaint's Bee's has been a summary of my time in Los Angeles.
At the moment this song has been on my ipod on heavy rotation for some reason and I really love this song. I was thankful I got to see the band when they were on tour here in February. But I thought this song is appropriate for certain reasons in relation to my journey home. The words were quite fitting too. Not to mention that I do love playing with bees. Triple letter score, Sweet!

Your full moon taunts me

You put me, you put me on yourself
You've been at yourself
You woke me up last night
and my eyes lit up like lights
like a string of pearls
but you still did what you wanted

and all the time it took you to get your self straight
all that time it took you to get your self straight
all that time it took you to get yourself straight
was too late
so work harder for the things you made in me

And your full moon taunts me
And your thoughts they got me
(got me in
got me in)

and all the time it took you to get your self straight
all that time it took you to get your self straight
all that time it took you to get yourself straight
was too late
so work harder for the things you made in me

Did i reset what I started?
Did I resist what I wanted?
Do I think you've got my number?
I'm not the one to continue on.

all that time it took you to get yourself straight
was too late
so work harder for the things you made in me

The Real Reason Olive Oil Was Made For.

2011-07-09T21:44:00.001-07:00

I am a huge fab of wrrestling, ever since I was a wee knibble piquito nino i loved wrestling. Yes, I am highly competitive and love a good ruck and did ok in learning grappling in the Army. Yet the art of turkisk oil wrestling is something to a whole new level that makes me more than stand up and pay attention. There's the guys, the oil, the nuclear wedgie in leather pants, and then there are the pants. Man, I got to get me a pair of those. I first came into contact with this sport when I was 17 from a photo essay and was taken by the men and the ritual that these communities take part it. Needless to say that I was hooked and loved it ever since.

There is something to be said about contact sports and the affiliation, more than just the display of hot, oiled, beefy Turkish men. When watching the matches it does apear to be a game of wit rather than of brawn to find the weakest points for a take down. Poppa;s got a brand new bag. Enjoy the show.

bustour#4 - gladyatörs from markus dassel on Vimeo.

Must You Suffer For Art?

2011-06-25T23:37:00.000-07:00

Tracey Emin's Those Who Suffer for Love.

London is filled with Art Galleries some of the best in the world and I love that most are free. London encourages culture and believes that art should be viewed by most people to get them thinking and expose them to ideas through a visual. After all art galleries are the last vestige of salons where people talk about cultural ideas via works presented before them. I myself used to believe in the idea of the 'tortured artist' yet not so any more. I believe that utilising a visceral language to convey a idea or message does not take a rocket scientist, but to use it to great effect to get people thinking and stir up thoughts is a great thing. My professor in college said, "artists make the world a beautiful place. You are given a gift to make wonder." I do believe him be it in the creative forum covering books, music and crafted sculpture to art, and design.

That being said some artists are more apt and skilful than others. Yet with a new exhibition at the Hayward Gallery on the South Bank I am left asking a question must we suffer for our art and if we do is it actually art? Is it easier to just label someone as a ill judged shit magnet. Yes Tracey Emin I am looking in your direction. Mrs. Emin was part of the burgoin Young British Artists of the mid 90's whom with the help of Charles Saatchi made media headlines with her behaviour and her labelling inadament objects art. This is a woman who has refered to her own rape as being 'Broken In", stated that she has had numerous abortions and doomed relationships with men and rumoured woman, etc etc. The there is the drinking and her typical sloppy drunk demeanoor served her ever present crooked smile. I do believe one she is an artist who has some good ideas but her life and her art have merged into one making her a tragic caricature of her own doing. I am left to ask does she seek this as a means to really create art or is it just a broken record stuck on the same track?

If I use Gilbert & George for instance, they remind me of the Pet Shop Boys, a few paintings look cool but then like the PSB the shit starts to sound the same. Tracey Emin's song is one of victim, tragedy and supposed superfulious self centeredness. Sterile, epmty and a body of work that really doesnt speak to me in volumes, but a self involved voice that is gin soaked and based on emotional stuntedness. Yeah I know I sound like a snob here but I am just basing my opinion on her work. I mean come on how and the fuck are you to respond to a woman putting a neon sign on a wall with the phrase " My Cunt Is Wet With Fear"? Now If I was in a satanic Texas whore house, sure i would have grounds for thought. My Neon Sign maker does Tracey's Neon signs as well, but I do not call my shop sign art.

When I first saw Emin's bed I thought eewe you rank bitch dirty chonies tren from left to right and she is this supposed world famous artist and she drinks absolute and chain smokes. Her life is been something of a marketing tool to which I say bravo as it has served her well, yet I do not find her work moving nor ground breaking. If her work evolved or truned a direction in which she conveyed growth I would take notice but that is still to be seen as she is continually askiing us for the answers as if she doesn;t know herself.

If you go to the 2;59 mark you can see a parody of Tracey in Beautiful People, which is very funny. Enjoy.

A Tumbling Down

2011-06-22T09:29:00.001-07:00

The say you should never give into peer presure.. So if you ask me if I would jump off a cliff cause everyone else was doing it I would first ask myself how are they jumping off a cliff and what options of protective gear am I allowed. So hell yeah I would probably do it. Yetas I take time out from applying deep heat to my aching muscled and grab my roid donut and pillow (cause I'm old) Myself and the shop now have Tumblr's. I am always amazed that kids can crasp this and I have a trouble dealing with my electric juicer.
The Shop Tumblr is all the little shinanigans that go in here and you can see what type of work that is going on here in progression. While my personal tumbler is a cheaper version of the blog. AND BASICALLY PEOPLE WERE TAKING MY ARTWORK AND POSTING IT ON THERE TUMBLR"S Wacky kids today.

Come join me

Bitch has got NO Game.

2011-06-22T08:51:00.000-07:00

David who works here after me firiing his ass TWICE is back in the shop and showed me this little shit nugget. For my senses to be shocked, takes a hell of a lot and I will say I am fuckicng shocked and appaled. Here's whay. This bitch has the attitiude of a fucking PIMP. Yeah I said it nothing racist and certainly offensive yes. Cause he refers to the feild of tattooing a game. BNitch should be smacked like a 50 cent whore in church layte with the rent. To refer to your profession as a game and and you yourself are not actaully tattooed is nothing more than a cash cow. This bitch needs to step away from the bar-b-que pork and fucking recognize he will fool himself and others.

I wont know someone who is just trying to get by with honest intentioms but when you buy someone elses business your essentially buying their problems as well. Would I ever sell my shop. NO! Cause the name and Prick belong to me. Yet the videos here aren't great but he approach to the whole "game is lack luster and dumbed down.". Yeah I said it and will not appologize. Sure we have bad days and have down work we wish we could fixe but the owner's inflated bragging is hard to swallow let alone watch. I am sure some of the tattooists who work here may aspire to go onto better and greater work. Fingers crossed but the whole thing starts with the owner. Nuff said cause if you don't dedicate your life and body to the art craft you will not have shit to be proud of.

A Life In Pictures.

2011-06-15T15:15:00.000-07:00

Sometimes I take photos of random things and just let myself get absorbed in the images around me. I can't help it I am attracted to and look at weird and wonderful things. So I am always loose with a camera and snap away. Here are a few things I captured recently.
I had a swatch of hair growing out the back of my head that I wore like a china man and eventually thought I looked like I had a Merkin (a pubic wig) growing out the back of my head and I cut it off.

i thought this woman had Barney Rubbles feet from the Flintstone's

Shoreditch is filled with whacky hipsters who think they look cool and look about 30 years to late on the trend, That's my opinion and it stays. Put it this way it sucked then and I am almost sure it will suck now. Maybe even more so you can spare me the finding their self expression speech blah blah blah.

Pooch and Bren in Holland Park, she looks so proud.

Mini Cherry's

Morrocan Dinner along the Thames.

Life is a lot like chess

Time to Make Momma Pretty!

Momma's Pretty

Shock To The Heart and You're To Blame

Foxy!

My Current Mood!

2011-06-15T14:55:00.000-07:00

This is pretty much it in a nut shell! Better Mother Fucking Recognize!

Michael Clark Rocks Hard!

2011-06-15T14:26:00.001-07:00

I have been a fab of The Michael Clark Company for a few years and never thought I would enjoy the art form of modern dance. Mr Clark has chosen some serious tunes to work with. His previous work Come Gone Been utilising Bowie, Velvet Underground and Iggy Pop was music to my ears. Yet his latest preview of new work at the Tate Modern was something I could not miss. Front row centre I was there with the dance troupe gyrating to Bowie, Pulp and a moving and lovely piece provided by Funkadelic's 'Maggot Brain'. His troupe use all aspects of dance from ballet to simple mime stop motion. His basic approach is effective and once again the show stopper to Bowie's Jean Genie gets me every time. As this last show is a transitional piece I can not wait to see the finished work in its entirety.

Truly Faithfull!

2011-06-15T13:43:00.000-07:00

A few weeks back I treated Bren to a night to the Barbican Hall to see Marianne Faithfull, whom he loves. Since I have been with Brennie pants I have come to love her music and her life is just awe inspiring and she has a tale or two to tell. She's been a Model, a Muse and Homeless Wreck and out Courtney Loved Courtney. She has lived an extraordinary life and her voice is the proof. Her whiskey soaked voice that was once the sweet chirp of a song bird is now that of a woman who's lived hard and in liquor, drugs and love. She did an amazing rendition of Greg Dulli and Mark Lanegan's Gutter Twins All Misery/Flowers. Wayne Krammer of MC5 was at her side to play some of her best loved songs from Broken English which is her masterpiece.

Although she did not play my favourite song "Why'd Ya Do It", she played "Working Class Hero"
and "As Tears Go By" which Jagger and Keith wrote or as she put it "blah blah blah, yeah big deal". Her song she co wrote with Nick Cave 'There's A Ghost' Leaves an erie edge that works beautifully. You have to hand to her as she smoked through the whole set and did a Tom Waits cover she is even more astounding today than ever and earns the right to be called a legend in my book. The woman is very cool, understatedly so.

Portrait

2011-06-06T09:32:00.000-07:00

Recently I was contacted by designer Simon Preen to do a portrait of his boyfriend as a birthday gift. i posted phase one on my twitter account and somebody forwarded him the image and we hit a snag as I tapped into my artistic temperment when explaining my position. In fairness I appologoze to him as he got the fucking horns and theThe whip and the fire breathing dragon. I was on a drawing streak and nearing burn out when he along with a certain custome's friend decided to play art critic to unfinished work that they themselves were even having. Yet the end result was soemthing that his boyfriend loved and that was what I was aiming for. I am happy to say that the artwork is now hanging in their hall proudly.

I haven't drawn with a bic biro in ages since virtually a tennager as I was broke and thought I would give it ago. Your looking at Gouache. Biro and pencil on 11x15 450g watercolor paper. I may do more. and yep the cheque cleared. cha ching. If anyone is interested in having a portrait done please contact me through my website.
or email me at henry@henryhate.com for proces and details.

Do's and Don't Mug Shot Hot or Not.

2011-06-06T07:04:00.000-07:00

I will admit I am addicted to mug shots! I fucking dig them. there is something about looking at someone elses failure to make you feel better when your feeling a little in the dumps. Who needs Oprah when you have things like Florida's Criminal Database to make you feel a whole lot better. It's like a hug on a computer screen. Sometimes I weill sit with my assistant and look at them and decide wether they are hot or not. Yeah it's kinda sad while we do the Snog, Marry Date Rape Or Avoid. But there are moments when i resort to acting like a 13 year old kid with a permanent boner. I have always joked with clients that id they were to tattoo the word Hot Mess someone somewhere would be all over that shit harder than Tom Crusie going down at a glory hole at a whte Party Weekend. The Do's and Don'ts of Mug shots.

Ok I will say the sneer and the neck tattoos are pretty sexy..
Dunno bout the Emo Bieber sweep. Seing that his bail was at $750 i think his only crime here is being hot.
So I say Do. and Do hard,

Now If you gonna be bad ass and look like your about to cut a bitch you should do this by all means. Take your mugshot with actual blood on your clothing. Who knew that a self employed dancer could be so dangerous.Bitch looks crazed.

Don't cut a bitch unless all other resources have failed you.

Proof that Yeti/Sasquatch is out ther in the form of a hairy Rosie O'Donnel homegirl might want to up her dosage on the estrogen.
Don't and reach for a fucking razor or wax strip.

FUCK YEAH WHORE!

2011-06-06T06:50:00.000-07:00

Some of you may know that I love love love my horror films. Frighteningly so, well at least to my former shrink who does not want to be in the same room with me without his supervisor present. Yeah like I'm going to bust out a chainsaw and start slicing the bitch. Anyhoo, I have been working with the fine writer and great friend Jimbo James Anthony over at Fuck Yeah Horror where i give my two cents and then some on my movie collection and opinions on the genre so dealy loved by many.

The site has gone through a reboot all while jimbo also doubles as a refferee to London'd Roller Derby. He's got alot on his plate and was impressed with the reboot and I am sure that there is plenty of ideas he's scoping out to give the site a grand push. Complete with pictures, previews and reviews from his stable staff writers including me, the site is still in ythe process of growing so make sure to check it out. as well as my review on Galaxy Of Terror and the notorius Maggot Rape Scene.

I do enjoy writing for him as he just lets me ramble and then edits what I put down for you all to enjoy. Plus that dude is always a blast to hang with and throw a few drinks back with. The can hold his own against me and that's really saying something.

Tsunami Benefit Pics.

2011-06-06T05:58:00.000-07:00

The photos here were taken by Max Colson who takes some pretty impressive photos and whas kind enough to spend the day with us here and here are the results. all photos are teken by him so please do not reposit these as I have asked for permision first. I would like to say thank you from me and the staff here at Prick to the 16 genorous people who helped up raise £810.00 monday the 9th. We are greatfull as arethe people of Japan whom were effected by this horrible tragedy.

Box Codax

2011-06-06T05:47:00.000-07:00

a while ago I was asked by the guys from Franz Ferdinand if I would help out Nick with his video shoot for his other band Box Codax.. My response was sure why the hell not. The single is I Wont Come Back and is available now. Although i forgot about this they came in to the studio the other day and gave me a heads up. So does this make me cool now? Not sure as I kinda dig the song where a mind reading cat controls a spazz of a dude as he walks around central London shaking a tail feather.

Colour Me Prick!

2011-06-06T05:07:00.001-07:00

above is a entry from a handsome lil devil hailing from Ireland by the name of Brendan McCann, this guy offered to sleep with me to win and I just might take him up on his offer.

Great news people are still handing in their entries for the Prick Colour Contest and as promised I am uploading a few enrties. As this is a busy time of year here at Henry Hate Headquarters i thought it would be greatto hear your responses as to who should win so far. I haven't placed every one up yet but that would take all fucking day to do on top of the 960 gajillion other things I need to do. Beside scrutiny is so much more fun when your not under the microscope. So to get your creative juices flowing we have extended the contest to June 30th 2011 and will close at 7pm. Keep em coming.
It's amazing looking at some of the work presented and the creative minds out there.

Here we have a water colour on rag by some kid named David hailing all the way from Rome as in Italy.
I like the colour scheme and give him props for doing a hand wash.

Here we have John Bishop and his renition of blood thirsty cats. Computer generated and pretty cool. I really love the blood thirsty grin on this one. It's how I feel when I want to cut a bitch.

Next we have another Italian named Giovanni hailing here from London. he's gone all out and busted out the colour pencils.
Nice job. Sweet.

Is next we have Benedict Burns and his homage to textiles and is pretty cool twist of pop art and tattoos. I always believed that textiles make great designs for tattoos. I am impressed.

I leave with this entry from 23 year old Stewart O' Calaghan and his rendering of tattooed cats complete with hanya masks and wind bars. To me this is an homage to Sparks Kimono My House!

Henry Hate's Current Playlist

2011-05-15T14:25:00.001-07:00

Sometimes I really wish I didn't have a fucking iPod, iPhone, iPad etc, etc. Fact. Reason is that sometimes I just use it like a god damn remote and just flick through my vast library of song that I have managed to put on my computer. At the moment only half of my actual music collection is on my computer. The rest is still waiting to be transferred to the digital grave yard that is Itunes. So I every so often play with my Spotify. And yes, I pay the £10 quid a month to use the service. As some of my friends dread its existence I and what they call an anomaly. So here is my Playlist of the Moment. Enjoy.

In No Particular Order:

The Redondo's- Gee Whiz. Doo Whop accapella group from California covering Carla Thomas original

Puscifer- Momma Sed. Love this song

Talking Head's - Slippery People I dig the bass line of this fucking song and play it at work alot

Suzy Quatro- She's In Love With You

The Delmonas- Peter Gunn Locomotion

Compulsive Gamblers- Sour And Vicious Man. I love this band.

Slayer- Beauty Through Order

Slayer - Beauty Through Order from Ladi-Boy on Vimeo.

Eagles Of Death Metal- I Love To Move It In The Night

X- Sugarlight Reminiscent of my days in Hollywood and the dwelling of Vaseline Alley in West Hollywood, I always loved the lyric "He's pasting cold leeches on my arm"

GrinderMan- No Pussy Blues Fucking Excellent song and typical of everyman in a loving relationship

Gang Of Four- What We All Want Driving fucking song as a great song to ride on my bike through central London.

Adam Ant- Lou This song is awesome and dig Jordan doing lead on this in homage to Lou Reed

Big Maybelle- Candy Fucking lovely and gets me all mushy

BobbyTeens- Hot City Boy

Nashville Pussy- Fried Chicken & Coffee

Tori Amos-God

Chet Baker- I Get along Without You Very Well

Aretha Franklin- Misty Just amazing

Chantelles- He's Gone

Sonic Youth- Jams Run Free Puts me in a good move

Jesus Lizard- The Art Of Self Defense Need I Say More

Big Sexy Noise- Your Love Don't Pay My Rent

Interpol- Obstacle 1

Chrome Cranks- Lost Time Blues

Selfish Cunt- England Made Me Everytime I see this band Martin get's better and better and if you ever get a chance to see their show's FUCKING GO! He is quite the showman.

The Go! Team- Grip Like a Vice Brighton's finest

ANd I will close with this as this song this pretty much sums up whats going on in my life
and I think it's a fitting close. All my love

Kate Bush- Love & Anger

For all You Terrorists

2011-05-15T14:06:00.000-07:00

Joe and Barnzley over at Child Of A Jago were gracious enough to hand me a box of there new issue of The Daily Terror. For those in the know, The DT is a free mag that is a social commentary of opinions, ideas and some great fucking clothes collected together for you to read at your own leisure You can pick up a capy by swing by the shop on 10 Great Eastern Street or come into Prick and grab a copy for your self. Once they're gone they are gone.

Artcicles include topics such as:

How to fall in love with a conceptual artists
Lemmy Kilmister
When did the Gay Scene get so fucking Straight?
Andre J
Which Poses a bigger threat War or Wiki Leaks?
Adam Ants tales a look back on his art student past
and Much Much More.

Push Push In The Bush!

2011-05-14T08:30:00.000-07:00

We had our Japan Tsunami Benefit on this past monday and we raised £810.00 simply doing tattoos from designated flash. It was a success and thanks to all those who turned up for cupcakes and goodie bags. So my charitable act is done for the month. As most of you know I used to work in porn and to some degrees it was expolitative and other productions were not. Yet one gentleman I did work for was very persuasive and could expoilt girls. One in particular, he never paid rationalizing that when her iron was hot she would have made more money 10 fold. Yet I came across a a topic of Eco porn when browing the net bored at my studio. You know what they say about Idle hands. Eco Porn is a subject that can usually get woman like Andrea Dworkin worked up and get their corduroy's all in a twist. So spare me the feminist banter and get your tits out for god sakes.
Porn is supposed to be about Sucking some strangers dick in the San Fernando Valley on a ugly couch,not for social and environmental reasons.

Fuck For Forest is a non profit entity that tries and utilize the aspect of "letting nature take it's course" to the wild of the forest. Push push in the biush. would ring true right about now. By being an activist and getting your freak on in the woods is all great but I dunno, I am all for flying your freak flag high. It kind alooks like Hippy Porn. Pass the patchouli cause I pass. You can make a video and or photographs even, pass on a rank ass pair of used underwear to help the trees. Admirable by all means it does not get me hot to think about hippy's getting buck wild in the sticks. Proceeds help plant trees and the like and several projects to preserve the rainforests and other endeavors by the activists. I do think that the idea fucking for the environment is a good way to help fellow man.

Check it out:

Another company making a difference is Natural High's Naked Continent Series where they take a porn actress to a andeginous region and let her get accquainted with the local peoples and talent. Covering areas like Papua, The Amazon, amnd Africa. The had been turned down by several charties and eventually found one that logic was a buck is a buck, and in this economy, who gives a fuck. Well eventually the Japanese porn company does. Ten ($10) of every dvd sale is donated to help areas of concern and actually give back to areas that could use the help. This plan of action has caused some moral outrage to the local biddies screaming that this is explotaion of all involved especially those whom are considred of a less civilised manner. Still I think that it's great that it has helped in a positive way.

Porn often skirts over things such as eco and social problems and is glossed over in the vain photoshop world with a girl who cares more about chipping a nail than the world concerns outside the sillicone induced porn valley. So I saY WHEN IN DOUBT WHIP THAT SHIT OUT. I think it's a great idea.

Hot Pink Plays With Balls

2011-05-14T08:10:00.000-07:00

I came across this in my ipad and liked the concept of the guy juggling in hot pink shirts and balls. Dude looks reminiscent of Colby Keller. As it happens this was posted in his blog as well. I am not really a fan of Kanye West but I do dig this song and think this is him at his best as well has Ms.Nicki Minaj amd her mother fucking monster ass. There is something to be said for a guy who likes to play with balls. Enjoy.

Pink Shorts from Nate Sharpe on Vimeo.

The 50 Reasons I Call London Home Part 1

2011-04-29T23:32:00.000-07:00

I moved to London in 1998 in Jluy of that year. I can't believe that was nearly 13 years ago when I dais so long to Los Angeles to friends and family. I am rooted here and this is the one city where I am still always fascinated by this great metropolitan. Sure like any city it has it's bad points too. Some friends have come to visit me here and you can not see all of London in a week or even 5 days. No. Although it is a quarter the size of Los Angeles a city with virtually 8 million people spanning to 13 million to its furthest regions I will always truly love London. They say that London is the centre of the universe, and when a man tires of London he tires of life. I do believe these two things and here is why.

50.) Brick Lane Biegel: By far the best east end biegel in the world. I have been here out after a night out on the piss and virtually at dawm for the market on Brick Lane. Legend has it that Mariah Carrey tried to cut in line early one morning and the cockney birds behind the counter were not having any of it and made her wait hr turn 25 minutes at it's busiest time. Mornings. Favorite; Hot salt beef with french mustard and pickle. Bren loves the cheese cakes and I love their brownies. Cheap as chips.

49.) Portobello Market: I have found some really cool stuff on the market . Everything from clown paintings, leather guido jackets for a fiver and antique scissors for my shop. Virtually two blocks from my door step. And I love to haglle and get me 15 sheckle's worth.

48.) Hampstead Heath: I love when the sun is out and going up to the heath for a picnic. And I kow you all heard about the sex that goes on up there, and it does. Yet I truly love going to Parliment hill and watching people fly kites and seeing the sprawling
view of London. It is just amazing. Joleene will runn her little legs off and I have fallen asleep under a tree with Bren at my side after a picnic, to make me forget I live in a busy city. Then off to the King William pub for some proper scrumpy on ice.

47.) The Traditonal pagentry that England has can be seen anywhere on the streets in central London. It really is quite spectacular and a reminder of it's pride and history.

46.) Brighton: Knowing that the sea is virtually about an hour and ten minutes on the train is a relief and kind of like having London by the sea. London is to Los Angeles what Brighton is to San Francisco. Very gay populated and the people here are more chill and you can see the victorian influence San Francisco got from this place. Plus one of my favorite clothing stores is here and I always check out what the have at Jump The Gun. A truly great sister city and a easy getaway.

45.) Black Cabs in London: A necessary evil in London in my opinion. I like to jump in and watch the city pass me by with my ipod on and think. Looking out and seeing the Embankment and the sights and people pass me by. I truly enjoy the solitude when I am alone in a cab.

44.) The birtish eccentircs: When I left Hollywood and Silver Lake I missed the weird and wonderful people of the streets and seen some crazy stuff. Nothing prepared me for the Britsh eccentric. Sharp, witty, ever so bitchy and if I may so so, very smart and can hold a conversation in 0-60. are they crazy or just plain nuts. no they are just English.
They don't give a fuck and go by there own rules. Proper.

43.) The Churches: Although I am not religious and don't believe in god, much to the chagrin of my family. That does not mean that I can not appreciate the architecture of some of the most amazing cathedrals and churches in the city. Breath taking but they can give Paris a run for there money in some respects.

Moments That Shaped Me.

2011-04-29T07:27:00.000-07:00

There are certain songs that shape you while growing up and then take a sharp left and have a different significance when they bring an exact memory. Once when I was a make-up artist for most porn studios, I was doing make up for Jasmine St. Claire whom was under contract with John T. Bone was in the chair while I was doing her make up and discussing our upcoming trip to The CES show The Consumer Electronics annual show and the AVN Awards that I worked virtually every year. Friends were going to stay with me in my hotel room and that also meant bar happing and making the rounds to strip clubs. My straight friends to;d me I was going to get a lap dance there at Cheetah's while in town.

I told Jasmine that I never had a lap dance before and was pretty close with most of the girls I new at Jumbo's Clown Room in Hollywood and Cheetah's and spent loads at Crazy Girls.

So Jasmine said she always wanted to give me a lap dance and I said sure, why the hell not. Being that jasmine used to work as a dancer in clubs she had the routine down. She asked me if I wanted "Tits or Ass"? I requested both and she then took a out a cassette in her purse from one of her own shows and put it in my ghetto blaster. Sit down and Def Leopard "Photograph" began
playing. Jasmine started and whipping her hair and making her sultry face and she fucking worked me hit hey full body. The guys whom were in the next room came over and watched. I preferred tits over ass. hit just felt better in my opinion. Then Shyla Foxx gave me one right after Jasmine was done.
. It was pretty cool and now when I hear that song I always think of the time I got a lap dance for free and from two actual porn stars, FOR FREE. I did spend a hell of alot of time in strip bars when I was younger, I had more fun in them than i did gay bars as the people were just friendlier and there was no prentense and the drinks were always stronger. Ahh memories.

To Sleep With Anger

2011-04-29T06:43:00.001-07:00

The past couple of months have been spent working and the subject of family and what happens now has kind of kept me with my hands full. Recently me and my partner have been talking about this and I have been riddled with how to approach this subject, and it has boiled down to my actual upbringing and nuclear family. Ain't that some shit. I will be honest my family drive me fucking crazy, crazy like this, see below.

Truth is I love them as I kind of have to as they are my family, at least that is what we are told when young. You MUST love your family as they are the basis for all relationships in your future. So I have not really made a profound connection with my parents the way, say oh some normal sane able bodied person who just so happens not to be mentally unstable. Then there is me. Fiercely independent which I inherited from them, that I am very grateful for. Yet upon making a son loving gesture and all hell broke loose where me and my father went at it and gauntlets were thrown and I finally told my partner that I thought my dad was a ignorant jerk. Actually I said I hated him and it was the first time I didn't praise him which was a first. As my mom is in a state of uncertainty with her stroke and needing constant care, my brother and her are very close. closer than me and her ever are.

Certain issues stemming from my family tree have cause me to embrace certain behaviours that serve me no purpose. My brother is a man child and my dad is a grumpy fuck whom thinks he knows better and plays the "dad' card. So I need to let it go, purge it out and make peace with my anger at them. Failure is my biggest fear, and my family resent the fact that I live so far away. I chose to do so and it was not easy and didn't happen over night. But I have been told to meditate and find a away to figure this out. So I have been given a life task and will find a result that would be a better solution to this problem.
Where that Swami guy when you need him to talk to me in bumper sticker?

Other wise I am going to turn inot these people and end up on youtube myself.

Japan Tsunami Relief Benefit May 9th 2011

2011-04-27T04:49:00.000-07:00

There has been a number of enquiries about the japan Benefit and you can catch the posters at all cool hip and trendy places from Shoreditch/Brick Lane to Portobello. Cause in a way we kinda are sad and trendy which is better than being short and itchy. So if you let us know what your think here are just a few samples of what we will be offering up.

0207 729 9545

To receive a reminder email pleae send email to: henry@henryhate.com Subject: Tattoo Benefit

you can pick designs from the flash sheets below and the others we will have in the shop that day.

*NEWS FLASH*
Prick is taking bookings for May 9th and we are also allowing you to pick a design of your own if the design is easy and simple enough to do and a scale of 4cm x 4cm. Please email it to the shop for pre approval or advice to amend it if need be. Thanks for the overwhelming support and interest. YOU MIGHT WANT TO GET HERE EARLY AS WE MIGHT BE SLAMMED FULL ON AND THE FEW APPOINTMENTS WE ARE BOOKED ARE ALREADY TAKEN. CALL THE SHOP FOR MORE INFO.
0207 729 9545

Colour ME PRICK!

2011-04-11T02:14:00.000-07:00

Can you cut a bitch? Elbow a bitch standing in your way? Now here’s your chance to show the world your talent.

Henry Hate and Prick are having a coloring contest to see your best art work! All you have to do is use your imagination. We are not looking for the best artist, and yes that is one factor, but we are looking for originality of someone who can think outside of their collective box. So everyone stands a fair chance of winning. Yes we accept bribes but that won't mean you’ll win. This is to thank you for 8 years of business and show our gratitude. Have that sleeve you always wanted to start? Have a tattoo that needs fixing? Is your boyfriend/girlfriend to cheap to show you they really love you by spending a few sheckle? Who says the best things in life aren’t free.

Are you the next Picasso, Modigliani, Damian Hirst or Banksy? Can you show Warhol how it’s done or give those pesky graffiti artists a run for their cans in Shoreditch. We want to see.

Download artwork with link: http://gallery.me.com/sisterqueenshoniqua#100027/kitty&bgcolor=black.

Or visit www.henryhate.com Mayhem page and drag and drop the Artwork and print.

Crayons, Pens, Pencils, Photoshop whatever you get your hands on? The winners will receive glorious prizes. What that you say? These prizes are more coveted than a crack whore holding a Oscar Party Goodie Bag. They include the Following.
ANYTHING REALLY

Grand Prize

* A Exclusive limited edition T-shirt

* 3 Henry Hate.com Stickers in various prints

* 4 small badge pins to accentuate any wardrobe or leather jacket.

* 1 Henry Hate Greeting Card

*1 Tube of Bepanthen, for your future investment

* A Gift Certificate with a Value of £200.00 to be used for a tattoo and or piercings.

*A recyclable Carry Bag for all the crap

*Some Cd’s of some crappy bands you really need to listen to, or annoy your friends with.

**And to sweeten the pot a date, yes folks I said date. A cheap date with any of the Staff except Henry, as he is a married HO! So Adam, Kat, Matteo and Dan are up for grabs “Literally”. A £100 quid on me, for dinner & movie and a ho stroll through some dark dank alley. Maybe a few drinks in some hipster bar in Shoreditch with a few hours of uncomfortable silence or a hot and heavy make out session. We don’t care how ugly you are.

2nd Prize

*T-shirt

* £60 Gift certificate for a tattoo and or piercing

* Stickers & Badges pack

* Cd’s

3rd Prize

*T-shirt

* A email saying you didn’t come in 1st or 2nd.

THE PRIZES ARE NOT CASH TRANSFERABLE. Deadline for Entries is May 30th 2011 at 7:00 p.m.

you can email the design or send it to our snail mail address at the shop or drop your entry off at the store.

We will be posting the entries on Flickr for all you to see and enjoy.

One Entry per person please.

Email entry to: henry@henryhate.com subject: Art Contest!

And finally, HAVE FUN!

Shop Address:

386 Old Street

London EC1V 9LT

UK

****YOU MUST BE 18 YEAS OF AGE TO ENTER AND WIN**************

Tattooing for Japan!

2011-03-26T17:12:00.000-07:00

Tattoo By Matteo Cecarrini

The planets must have made a major shft with the last shinning full moon cause I seem to be wanting to do nice things like stroke puppys and actually pay fat ugly babies compliments. With the devastation that stuck the people of Japan and the tragic aftermath of the earthquake and the tsunami leaving thousands in despair. I proposed that me and the gang at the studio do something really good to help. The goal is to unite tattooers globally to show their compassion and gratitude to a country and culture that has influenced most of us artistically and personally. All of us owe a large debt of gratitude to Japan for its contribution to tattooing and the trade we are all so passionate about.

So Prick is going to have a Tattoo Benefit on May 9th from 11:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m. where anybody can recieve a tattoo for the price ranges of £40.00, £50.00, £60.00 and £70.00 from designated flash in the shop. Kat will be baking her world famous cupcakes, sushi will be served and all kinds of goodies too. The shop will be donating all proceeds to the red cross via Tattooers For Japan and know that this will be a packed event where it is a first come first serve basis.. Maximum tattoo time is 45 minutes in the chair.

Being that wer are in a capacity to do something good the guys were in a agreement to pull together and make this a great day for everybody involved. So if you would like to know any more information call the shop. So mark it in your calendars boys and girls and come get a tattoo for a good cause.

0207 729 9545

Sometimes You Just Have To Laugh!

2011-03-25T04:22:00.000-07:00

Him Vs. Me The I Vs. We

2011-03-24T00:21:00.000-07:00

It don't matter, where you turn
Gonna survive, you live and learn.
I've been thinking about you, baby.

By the light of dawn,
And midnight blue ... day and night ... I've been missing you.
I've been thinking about you, baby.
Almost makes me crazy,
Come and live with me.

Either way, win or lose,
When you're born into trouble,
You live the blues,
I've been thinking about you, baby.
See: it almost makes me crazy.

Child, nothing's right if you ain't here
I'd give all that I have, just to keep you near
I wrote you a letter, and tried to make it clear,
But you just don't believe that I'm sincere.
I've been thinking about you, baby.

Plans and schemes, hopes and fears,
Dreams I've denied for all these years
I, I've been thinking about you, baby
Living with me, wow.

I've been thinking about you, baby
Makes me wanna
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Child, nothing's right, if you ain't here
I'd give all that I have, just to keep you near.
I wrote you a letter, darling, tried to make it clear,
But you just don't believe that I'm sincere.

I've been thinking about you, baby
I want you to live with me, wow
I've been thinking about you, baby
I want you to live with me.

TRANNY CACA POOPOO!

2011-03-18T10:41:00.001-07:00

Yeah even this broad warbling about is alot better than the christmas ham trumped up like a generic low rent cabaret grag queen.
But it did make me laugh/
Enjoy.

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Henry Does Good.

2011-03-18T09:41:00.001-07:00

I am often teased by my assistant as being a coniving evil trickster. Toot toot hey beep beep! But every so often I actually do something nice. This shocks some people as they start to question the theory of relativity and try and remember if they took their daily medication. So yeah I can also be a do-gooder. Yet I am no tree hugging hippie who bathes in Patchouli & Sandlewood oils, and I am not about to bust out with male Ugg boots or Birkenstocks. So you can put your hippie strength mace away. I recently joined The People's Supermarket as a member and joined the Marketing commitee. As a business owner myself, I know what it like to struggle to make a business work and it takes blood, sweat and fucking tears.

The purpose of the The People's Supermarket is to promote fair trade to all and it's members providing locally sourced foods and vegetables as well as organic that are virtually at the threat of extinction due to supermarket chains. The Big chains have a strangle hold on the farmers whom provide most foods we eat in this country and virtually place them in threat of phasing them out of business. Flowers are sold that are not flown in from other countries and foods are delievered straight from the suppliers themselves. This Co-Op is a member run and feuled innitiative, for the people by the people. This is not a new appraoch to supermarket

Paying a small joining fee, you are the required to do four hours of work within the store a month and you recieve a 10% discount.
What I find really enjoyable is that the people are friendly and that you are apart of doing something positive and helping local and small buiness while sticking the finger to the big chain supermarkets. I have to say that the produce at the People's supermarket is very lovely and I actually enjoy cooking the food I purchase as does my partner. Although he is not a member he supports the ideology of the store. He just doesn't have four hours a month to volunteer his time.

There are big plans for the store and it's quickly approaching it's 1st year anniversary. You can visit the supermarket and buy products that spa high end, mid range to standard basic foods that most households have, In anycase it's worth a visit and be apart of something positive. productive and good. Everytime I buy something I honestly feel I have made the right choice. I am not only helping the environment, and the local farmer just trying to make a honest living, but getting involved with the people of London and that is absolutely priceless. The store is quite easy to get to and would encourage anyone who lives in London to give it a vistit.

BORN THIS GAY!

2011-03-18T09:27:00.000-07:00

No I still do not like this Tranny Caca Poopoo person and don't think I will change my mind anytime soon. Yet my old pal over in Los Angeles has come up with a stroke of Genius where he's place a spin on the "it Get's Better" campaign. Born This Way is a collection of 1st accounts of gay and lesiian people from all over the globe retelling their expieriences coming to terms with acceptance and all it encompases. In virtually three months it has become a runway success and gone viral. My favorites are the pictures as some of them are truly sweet, touching and very funny.

Paul has done a ace job and he should be praised as this now has become his main priority and it has pretty much taken over his days. You can donate to the cause to help teens understand and share your own stories too. I did so by donating $10.00 and to sweeting the pot you can read my bery own submission here. Check it out.

Je' Dor Paris. C'est Magnifique

2011-03-06T15:01:00.000-08:00

Oscar Wilde's tomb, yes I kissed it.

I'm sorry what were we talking about.

Stopped by Maria Callas to sing a song, I was shushed in the moseleum. How rude.

Jim Morrison's grave in Pere La Chaise.

Bren commented that this statue had the perfect ass, I had to agree.

I wish I could have broght Joleene as the city is very dog friendly. and Pooch does have her passport.

Over Valentine's day me and Bren made our way to France and stayed at our favourite hotel in the Marias. Finally making or visit to the Centre Pompidou. OUr last time there Paris virtually went on strike, and those pesky french love them some strikes making most galleries closed through out the city. My very first trip to Paris back in 2000 was ok yet I was alone and didn't speak French and kind of wandered around aimlessly, not really knowing what to do with my self. This last trip was my favourite by far, as walking down The River Seine with the one you love is an amazing experience. We made our way through Pigalle, The Marias, Champs Elysees, and of course my visit to Laduree. I love love love their macaroons. Next time we may go to the South of France.

I love the way Bren looks when he walks and smokes. very Sexy.. Oh la la.

We finally got to see the Mona Lisa in the new wing of the Lourve. It's amazing that the changes in the museum have really made an impact. They virtually redesigned the galleries from the basement up. The results are more condusive to the works, yet I spent a lot of time taking pictures of Statue Peen and asses. My French is still no better yet I am more cliamatized to getting around more now with out getting lost. Enjoy

Neptune Clamant La Tempete Accompagne D Un Triton- My Fav piece I thought this was a beautiful piece. very exquisite.

Brighton Tattoo Convention

2011-03-06T14:42:00.000-08:00

Kat thought she lucked butch niext to the other girls. At least she's not wearing flannel.

At the end of January was a busy month for us at the shop as we loaded a van and headed to the seaside city of Brighton for our third time at the 4th Annual Brighton Tattoo Convention. So yours truly Grouchy Groucherson, Pappy Happening (JImbo), A Train (Adam), Kat, Matteo and the apprentice Dan. We had a record turn out and really enjoyed the trip and the weekend. We pulled the shit together and we rocked the booth. I am really happy the guys got it together and we shined as a team.

Jimbo Is not amused.

Dan the apprentice working his very first attoo convention.

I ended up locked out of my hotel roon nude after a night drinking with the guys. Long Story don;t ask> But I and the gang will be back next year fro sure.

Capturing Old Hollywood!

2011-03-02T09:52:00.000-08:00

It's been years since I have lived in Hollywood. 13 years in fact. Yet it's dead to me, Malls are up in it's place and there is a mega conglomerate effect that has taken the old sheen of Hollywood off and glazed it with something that is not Hollywood anymore. Coming across a photo of some old friends when I lived in Hollywood took me to a place that I remembered. The scuzzy bars, the doomed relationships and the hope of one day becoming a star or loosing your shine and fading away. It all seemed so romantic back them. Music was good, drugs were cleanier, rent control was in effect and people were alot less suspicious of each other. Los Angeles is a great city with plenty to do yet it is not home to me anymore. I left and kept the memory with me of my wild and crazy youth. Although I still have friends who love there I touch base with them from time to time.

But Geoff Cordner is a photographer whose capture some of that old Hollywood in his photos and they take me back to a wild and recklessness without that bullshit Taylor Momsen trying to shock us with her silly sunday school exploits. His photos are primarily black and white and show people as they were in the moment. They remind me of some of my favorite photographers Mary Ellen Mark and Dianne Arbus. If you get a chance swing by his website and have a look at soome of his other work. It is pretty special. I remeber Geoff being friends with my boyfriend at the time and he asked my to pose for him. Frank is now a designer and he's the crazy german comatose on dope in the photos below. I said sure, why the hell not and the photo ended up in a spanish fashion magazine. Me scratching my balls. All photos are copyrighted to Geoff Cordner. I thought that Concrete Blonde's Still In Hollywood was appropriate for this as it takes me back to a time and place. To Hollywood I still love you, but to love you again would mean to have my heart broken all over again. Our time in Eden was fun, enjoy

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Fashion Designers Loose There Damn Minds Part Deux :I love jew, Galliano!

2011-03-02T08:54:00.000-08:00

With the end of London Fashion Week and the start of Paris Fashion Week, The fall of the crown jewel of the Parisian fashion scene's maestro John Galliano is a shame and a bit blown out of proportion. As I have tweeted my opinion that I myself don't think he is an actual racial bigot but just a sloppy drunk who's able bodied to turn his "evil queen" to level 12. The baby has peed in the fashion week goodie bag and bitch has been fired from the roost of a failing house he help restore in his tenure at Dior. Shame as I think he has a great eye for theatre and that Galliano takes everyone to another world where creature and creation are not of the exisitence. In short as Praticia Field said best, he is theatre. Sure bitch should really watch his mojito intake.

Yet i had no idea that there is a zero tolerance for any and all anti-semetic crimes be it verbal or otherwise in France. Paris is a beautiful place where they retreated to the Nazi regime to protect the beauty of the city. Where as London is a different story and was bombed the shit out of. Yet placing my opinion on the subject has frightened people to villify the man who is in my book really not considered a racist nor a anti-semite. No Galliano hates women with no hair, cheap shoes and tacky tailoring. In short Style and fashion to him are his kife force. If anyone has been to the Marias in trnedy Paris you will know they got tacky ass shoe shops and and purse shops coming out of it's wahzoo. Sill it is unfortunate that some are making judgements on small snippet of phone filmed photoage taken out of context, to condemn a man.

I have been to the Museum Of Tolerance and the Anna Frank House in Amsterdamn and both are equally moving and upsetting to bare witness to. I can never really imagine what it would be truly like to actually endure a visit to the camps when they were in operation at the time. Yet as fivolous as fashion society is I thnk it's really unfortunate that a drunken man who is just being a dumb ass should be comdemned so erroneously. Yes I don't agree that anybody should just start saying shit cause they do not like Jews nor make light of a situation such as the holocaust, yet the guy is simply not in a straight fram of mind and is obviously sloshed.

If jewsish women were so fucked off with him, they should return the clothes they purchased that he created. Like the droves of collected shoes in the holocaust, an ugly reminder to all. But no such thing has happened other than his dismissal. When southern Americans took offence to the Dixie Chicks comments on George W. Bush, all hell broke loose. Protest of them burning there Cd's and merchandise. Yet to return a luxury item is a different story. I don't rub salt in a Jews face when I see one driving a Mercedes Benz or BMW. Yet it happens. I still feel that people are to PC for there own good and are simply to afraid to think for themselves. My friend in japan told me he was taught that Hitler is only looked at as a villian because he lost the war. Which in a sense in this current world is true. had he took over i am sure shit would get really real.

Do I think Galliano should be fired? No. do I think he commited a act of stupidity? Yes. Still what his personal and private beliefs are are his own, and I really hand over heart don't feel that he is what he's made out to be other than a sloppy eveil queen. When the Huffington Post translated there version of the supposed indident, I didn't feel any really crime was made other than a verbal conflict between two tables, which is quite common. Paris if full of pretentious cunts. Yet when I made ny opinion a few women took to state that I was wrong and quoting bullshit like some dime store theologian. Whatever, I made my mind up on my own rather than quote some bulshit rhetoric that is not my own.

If you ask me John Galliano should pull an Eminem and find a Jew equivalent to Elton John. Funny thing is John Galliano looks jewish or at least his nose does. This goes ou to you Monsieur Galliano. Enjoy.

Four Of My Favorite Designers

2011-02-24T17:11:00.000-08:00

Fashion week is upon us and nearly over and here are just a small sample of what I liked. As I get older I find it harder to like clothes from the high street or say camden and or portobello market, So I look at the trends and see what I can take and use for my own closet. So I bring you the fall winter lines summer 2011/2012 and Summer show by Rei Kawakubo Menswear is a trick market as men are hard buyers moreso than women. But I do love alot of the stuff here although you will never see me wearing the Commes Des Garcon skull skirt to work or anywhere else for that matter. I thik there is someting that makes people very nervous about fashion shows. Where I always take the clothing out of context of the show and see them seoerately and place them with things in my closet. Yet I would look plain silly walking up Shoreditch Hight street trying to emulate a Clondyke Prarrie Woodsmen or the skeletal dress and check print. However there is something very satisfying about wearing a garment that you love and that brings an extra element of confidence to you and your presence.

Yet I am not one that has to copy the image straight from the runway like some do. I prefer dressing my self in what I like and what my wallet can afford at the time. I do love those apron witcoats though... Hmm

DSquared2

Rick Ownes

The dude with the tattoos came into my shop to ask for a job... I don't hire him!

Comme Des Garcon Summer Collection

John Vavartos

Corperate Gigs!

2011-02-24T15:59:00.000-08:00

A while back I got an email from some lame ass guy telling me that I was a sell out. I was approached about rebranding a Vodka label for Red Wolf and it just didn;t work out and I withdrew from the project and cut my losses. Like with Nissan I learned the value of what I am worth and just how much the Henry Hate name is going for. I mean if your gonna go on the hoe stroll you might as well know what to charge for maximum effort, right? Well recently I was approached by another company to do some work for them and yes, it was a corporate gig. Doing Corporate gigs is interesting as the business perception of cool is based on a logic that is somewhat lopsided.. They want street cred and they want the elusive appeal of the ever changing fickle market of kids to use, buy and know their products. Yet they have no concept of what the real reality of these people are and is.

Having to deal with a "creative team" was and is always a strange concept as they are answering to other people based on the instruction they are given. Like tattooing, I am given an instruction of what a customer wants and I need to emulate that in a design. With Nissan they wanted Japanese and street, and they were pretty easy. Red Wolf didn't know what the hell he wantd because the owner is so out of touch with the exact market he is trying to apeall to. Yet he is hell bent on keeping a design that looks more like a energy drink. Hence his sales are suffering. That is not to say he has a lovely vodka, cause it is a nice vodka. One of the better ones infact. But I withdrew much to the chagrin of the CEO and kept my ideas and my artwark to myself. Yet to apeal to the psyche of the young is abit tricky, cause they know when they are being force fed someting and they will buck. Get it wrong and your like the ugly slut with Vd and you will be avoided.

But I am not the market for my last job. I was approached to come up with some tattoo designs for Yota. Yotal Love Post is a concept where you can share the experience of getting a tattoo with out actually getting it done on skin. A tattoo for the digital age. The concept takes you into a shop whew you virtually pick a tattoo design and the go through the process from start to finish without having a needle touch you. When I was told the concept I was a little skepticle and unsure as it just virtually fell in my lap. Yet I do like a challenge and the window was tight. Really really tight. So it meant late nights and virtually little sleep for a few days as I tried to give them my ideas based on the brief they gave me. Then the head of marketing changed her mind and wanted a different direction and design. Well to say I am a consumate professional, I lost my shit and bit the head off of one of the creative staff as I was being dicked with no lube and no dinner.

They heard my opinion and went back and we came to an arrangement that workd in the end. Contracts were signed and I was actually happy with the end result. Yet doing a corporate gig is no different than working for a brand new client other than the turnover time frame required. There are specifics you must adhere to to get the over all desired effect of what they wantm abd yes the money is nice. Over all I am pleased with my work and I like the footage that the guys at Tesh did for the campaign. It is pretty cool. Being that I don;t speak Sweedish nor Russian, I sat with a few meeting with a foriegn dialect spoken without even so mych as a clue as to what they were saying. However the end result is awesome and hope you guys like and you can share it with your loved ones on facebook or text message.

Growing Old!

2011-02-24T15:06:00.000-08:00

The topic of growing older has seemed to fall in my path quite recently in a number of ways by fate trying to tell me something. Odd as it is I have taken this subject to heart to see where I am on the big scale of things. In short asking myself if I am on the right path and where I should be on the great astral psychic plane of life. Sure I know Henry Hate is a somewhat of a cartoon and really doesn't exist but to me, he has opened as many doors as many doors as he has closed. But some of my frinds and I are much older and no longer the raging young adult whom want to be angry at the world and fall in love. A quaint notion but eventually it gets old, tiresome and just plain fucking dumb. I mean I really don't want to be a dick head my whole life. Sure I can get my bitch on in 0-60 flat. I have had alot of practice, but still like everyone else I too have hope and dreams.

Wallowing in shit is just not one of them. Alot of my friends are now with kids and settled in with family life, my self included. Gone are the days of me hanging at Bob's Frolic at last call hammering shots spouting out the Jukebox Faves at the top of my lungs. No more scowering Hoist in leather looking for that ever hopeful hot guy to take me away from endless night of meaningless sex with guys I can't even remember most of their names. Now it's taking my dog to the Vet, making sure we have something to cook or thawed from the freezer, and the responsibilities to my better half, pooch and my career. Yup pretty soon like most it's all career, career career. as my Paartner has a shop of his own it takes up alot of time to make a functioning business work. The parallels for making a relationship work is staggering. Fisrt there needs to be a willingness.

As my friends have kids and responsibilities we see each other less and less, but when we do, we are pretty much the same people only different. I will never know what it's like to hear the laughter of a child that is all my own, or seeing them go to school, and I can make peae with that, yet as you get older you have to consider the trade off for your choices. These are the spanners that make getting older in the machinery of life kinda suck but, there the moment of reckoning when you realize you just really want the basic things in life that most people want. Shelter, love, acceptance, success be it however you measure it.
Most of my friends are pretty much very into keeping their identitiies of whom they are, and I like that. As opposed to my parents were by the ok this is what your supposed to do as they were told from their parents.

I do not wish to go through my twenties again as parts of it were really painful and hard and glad to say I came out of it ok, and can look back and smile. Most shit is rehashed anyways that it fucking sucks. There is no suck thing as Punk Rock anymore, I think of people looked at what is going on with North Africa and the revolutions taking place where people just said "Fuck This", and actually made a change, rather than the fucking suburban mall rat with the ever present scowl whose misunderstood cause he's fucking short on cash, friends and dates. Those are not real problems, but if the kid took action, he would make a difference with himself. Still I look forward to getting older and chasing kids away from my yard/ I do think its cool that kids come into the shop and want to get work from me and they think I am cool cause I'm older and done it all. Yet my partner's god sons' Gyro and Brendan like ,e to draw on them with fake tattoos. But now they think we're old and boring which is odd, casue they like playing my guitar and playing with our apple tv and films, not to mention playing with Joleene.

Ther is a documentary called The Other F Word which follows musicians in the punk scene who've essentially grown up. What happens when a generation's ultimate anti-authoritarians -- punk rockers -- become society's ultimate authorities -- dads? With a large chorus of Punk Rock's leading men - Blink-182's Mark Hoppus, Red Hot Chili Peppers' Flea, Rise Against's Tim McIlrath- The Other F Word follows, Jim Lindberg, 20-year veteran of skate punk band, Pennywise, on his hysterical and moving journey from belting his band's anthem, 'Fuck Authority', to embracing his ultimately pivotal authoritarian role in mid-life, fatherhood.

My friend Lina writes for the LAWeekly and has a child as she was one of the cool chicks everyone knew on the Hollywood scene wrote a blog article about wht cool parents could do with their kids as opposed to swimming in piss soaked pits filled with balls. Chek it out, In a unrelated topic I thought this fucking guy shouldn't have mouthed off to a Vietnam Vet.. But the dude got smaked like a whore in church three bucks short.

When Mugler

2011-02-19T02:08:00.000-08:00

Nicola Formichetti left the streets of london to style and conceal Tranny Caca's tuck, and picked up the job of spearheading Theirry Mugler's Menswear Collection Artistic Director. The thing I liked is that he used Canadian tattoo enthusiast Rick Genest known to the world as "zombie boy" I am not a fan of tranny caca and her little dog and pony show mixed with those hideous get ups. But I did like the footage Nichola captured with Rick and the over all effect of the clothes. Being this is when London Fashion Week starts I will be at the Child Of A Jago/Vivienne Westwood show. So i knida thought this was fitting. As I actually like Ricks tattoos and the go with the collection. Good call nNchola.

Sorry as I couldn't bear to listen to tranny yodel so found a version of the film with Drowning pool wich I think works better.

Smoke & Mirrors vs. Human Interatction

2011-02-19T01:52:00.000-08:00

I ocasionally visit Ryan Sullivans's Island to view his video film montages and they get me thinking. One was on the subject of sex which I really really liked, and brought up a point when watching porn you can tell that something in the milk ain't clean. And brought up the subject of "Rhetoric of Sex" which in short is a craft to use language and or verse to sway a point. This can also come to the use of body language as the body speaks far more truths than words spoken ever can. In short the body does not lie.

But in porn does it matter? To a degree I say yes, casue It is something that people enjoy watching when knowing that the scene filmed is real. When I worked for several studios, it would enrage the director when the scene fell flat or the two or 9 willing parties were simply going through the motions and just fall silent. He would bellow, "this is a fucking sound picture people" even and could tell when a moan was either forced, fake or flat. He could just tell. Those were always the longest shoots and would be a sure indicator we were in for a long ass night. Yet I liked the points that were brought up in the film and believe most of them to be true.

Ditto

2011-02-19T01:48:00.001-08:00

I fucking love everything Beth Ditto dies and says, Having met her she has always struck me as simply a lovely girl. Although I am not really into the song I give her proos for shaking her shit like a momma with the due three months late. My friend the Kelly Affair is always lusting after her, and I have to say the girl's got something.

Enjoy.

Beth Ditto - I Wrote The Book
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Writer's Block!

2011-02-10T10:15:00.001-08:00

Writing seems easy as words can come to me pretty easy and I can nevr shut up. Yet writing about yourself is alot harder to do. One it take courage & honesty and a alot of gumption. Yet I can say that I am enjoying this so far. It is work and that I am trying to figure out what to say and how to say it without it sounding like complete bullshit and me blowing smoke up my A-hole. Still I can say that it's a nice process to reflect on such things with a clear open head. In earnest I am just writing what I know and letting the process take hold in baby steps. It is a gradual process. Yes I have a fear that will anyone find this interesting but I will never know unless I actually find out. And if anything my life hasn't been boring. Stay tuuned.

2010 is GONE

2011-02-09T10:46:00.000-08:00

The Last uear that past has shown me alot. It was a bumpy ride some good and some bad and a huge eye opener for me. I am thankful that I learned alot about myself and that this year is new and so far so good. Here are a few of the things I learned in 2010.
1.) I truly love my partner and would try to do anything for him and my dog. Joleene. They are my family.
2.) I learned the value of my name Henry Hate. Nissan wanted my name and I learned what the price was for use of it. I learned that I am worth a alot more than that and that I should have the value to not just my name but to myslef aswell across the board.
3.) I have to be honest with myself and TAKE A DEEP FUCKING BREATH. The trick is to keep breathing and be still before any rash moves.
4.) Be Grateful for what I have. I pretty much have everything I need and want and want for nothing, and that is a nice feeling.
5.) That I am a pretty good business man and that I have plans that still need to be carried and can not rest to achieve what i need to do.
6.) Take better care of myself. Being a diabetic doesn't suck so bad. But I would kill for a chili cheese dog. Actaully, Joleene would kill for a chili cheese dog too.
7.) I need to be more open to Bren and Myself more than anything myself. I have chosen not to continue with my therapy and just delve into a creative process and work out my demons that way.
8.) Life is not all doom and gloom

Punk Trick Ass Bitches!

2011-02-09T10:11:00.000-08:00

People if you ever try and approach something have a little style, flair. social grace and above all presence. Real actual human presence, not some cold calling/email approach. I rarely look for tattooists to do geust spots as I like people I know in my shop that I have some sort of history with and or am turned on to someone by the suggestion of someone else. So I always try and be pleasant when someone approaches me looking for a job. I recieved this in sequence from this asshole pictured below. Yes this is the stupid bitch's lame ass photo below.

Now I know your thinking Henry, how can you make such a harsh rash judgement? Well, this is how.

Recieved Yesterday and in sequence:

On 8 Feb 2011, at 16:47, Pig Vomit wrote:

Hey there,

My names Rhys Im an artist from New Zealand currently searching for work, so if there is any full or part time work please take a look at my portfolio onhttp://www.IthinkIcansuckmyowndick.com if you're interested please don't hesitate to contact me via email or on 01212ifuckpoo. Thanks for taking the time to have a look.

Warmest regards

Rhys

I wrote back:

From: henry@henryhate.com
Subject: Re: possible work?
Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 17:45:02 +0000
To: rhys_@pigfuckingstupid.com

Hello ryhs

Have I spoken to you??? Have I met you before? My mind is at a stump.

Are you working and where, self taught, apprenticeship? How did yo0u hear of my shop?

Henry
Sir Henry Hate
Prick! Tattoos & Piercing
386 Old Street
London EC1v 9LT
0207 729 9545
henry@henryhate.com

Reply:
Hey henry,

Thanks for the reply. No we haven't met before I think, I'm from New Zealand but moved to Australia and started tattooing 3 years ago. I never had an apprenticeship but started from home and ended up in a shitty bikey studio but learnt a lot from tattooing frequently. I'm looking for good gig over until october which is when my visa runs out. I found you guys on the internet and phoned hoping you may have an opening. If theres nothing going I'm gonna book a ticket back to Australia next week. Look foward to hearing from you mate

Rhys

From: henry@henryhate.com
Subject: Re: possible work?
Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2011 13:41:19 +0000
To: rhys_@pigfuckingstupid.com

Hello Rhys

Unfortunately I do not hire home trained tattoo artists with minimal years behind them. or someone whom calls working in a shop a "gig". I am looking for someone with a few more years under their belt and suited for this shop.
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Good luck.

Motherfucker wrote this:

Thanks Henry,

but I also don't work for big ego's that don't have the quality of work to back it up! and home trained or not its the work that counts. I do like however the title you have given yourself ' Henry Hate '! its funny in this industry how the ego's give themselves a nickname to standout because there portfolio don't say sweet fuck all. You could have learned a lot from me mate it's a pity your definitely in need.
Walk the walk before you talk the talk Mr Hate

Good luck to you too my friend

Sir Rhys taught myself

So if i am in such need to fucking learn from someone like him why in the fuck is this punk asking me for a job. I didn't state anything about his work, it was nice, I wasn't bold over, and the guy isn't exactly reforming the circle into something I have never seen. This bitch only confirmed why I will not hire self taught tattoo artists anymore. seriousl This is some bullshit. So fuckwadd if your reading this I am sure that the same people whom you approached were not exactly falling over themselves to have you in their shop. Why cause our attitude sucks. Especially since the bitch approaches tattooing from the aspet of what can I get out of this rather than the other way around. If you are looking for a job you take your lazy ass to the shops and hit the pavement. Seriously and looking at this guy he's not even remotely tattooed to where I feel he has commited himself to the craft. He has the attributes of one of those ungrateful slutty fat kids on MTV they make so many shows about.

I took offence to his use of the word 'gig" but then I wrote this and really thought up to this point I was being civil.
My replu:

Hey Asshole.

You don't fucking cold email people looking for a job or as you stated, gig. Ego or no ego where do you fucking get off. I am not the one whose out of a fucking job. as for my work, I am completely satisfied
with my work and my customers. But thanks for the compliment of me having a ego. Awe shucks. Your home trained approach is evident of why I don't hire home trained tattooists. I have learned from you and only
solidified my belief. You make personal attacks, and your lack of people skills and bullshit approach will only have you tattooing people in a home/house bedroom. So If you think my work is so shit WHY IN THE FUCK ARE YOU ASKING ME FOR A JOB SHITHEAD! BELIEVE IT OR NOT. I will post this in TCGB, See how fucking far you go. Again good luck. So if you excuse me I have to get back to my shitty tattoos and clientelle as you so think.

Now kindly go Fuck your Two cent food stamp whore of a mother.

Seriously I am proud of my ass busting and no fucking punk is going to stop me or my job. So when approaching me, proceed with caution. Cause i ain't the one.

Merry Christmas My Ass!

2010-12-24T15:12:00.000-08:00

Give me give me cha cha hells! In the form of Engineer boots or adidas shell toe, converse all stars.

All I Want For Christmas!

2010-12-15T07:14:00.000-08:00

Chistmas is that time of year where your supposed to be charitable and give from the heart and not really ask for things that you really don't need. As I pretty much have everything I want and need I have made three lists. Things that I could use that don't cost anything really that would make my life better (the Good Henry List). The things I would like and use of a material sense, The Greedy Henry List. Finally The Slutty Henry List or as I like to call it, Dream On Fucker never gonna happen list!
Still the only things that matter to me is the first list, cause I can buy myself the other stuff, well except for Tom Hardy and I am gonna need to rob a fucking bank for that shit! Ultimately I am looking forward to time off and relaxing with friends and family and maybe getting my drunks on.

The Good Henry List:

1.) Love and support from Bren And Joleene. The most important things in my life. Although I tend to be forgetful I am glad they are in my life, and feel complete. A laugh and some quality time with my number one and only. Play time with the pooch and belly rubs for the nibs.

2.) A better business year and hopefully some good press and for the shop to go from Strength to Strength.

3.) The Capacity to go easy on myself, as I am my own worst critic and really rake myself over the coals sometimes. I would like to stop beating myself up sometimes and cut my self some slack.

4.) More time off Cause I fucking need it.

5.) For the Tax man to get off my dick and fucking chill, he'll get his money eventually. I pay made fucking tax and it's seriously hard for a pimp.

6.) To loose an extra 15 pounds as my doctor said then I will be at my target weight.

7.) less stress and doubt.

8.) The ability to not loose my fucking Iphone as I am on my 7th one. Jesus H. Christ.

The Greedy Henry List:

1.) A ring to hold my wedding band in place as I have lost weight and the damn thing keeps slipping off, It's the most important thing on my person.

2.) John Waters hardback book "Role Models" Or The Last Living Slut By Roxana Shirazi in HARDBACK, well cause everything is better in HARD BACK! Jeez I sound nasty.

3.) a Navy Black Peacoat. Cause my closet would be complete with a bad ass navy black peacoat.

4.) A new Imac for the shop as my compute at the shop is on my lat fucking nerve and about to throw the bitch out the window.

5.) Converse All Stars and Vans in Red, Black, Grey and Blue. Some new Adidas shell toe's with some fat laces classic white leather upper and black stripes. Size 10

6.) a 65' 3d TV.. I swear i would never leave the house.

7.) This Comme Des Garcons tartain shirt.

8.) Walter Van Beirendonck Boiler Suit.

9.) Chippewa Engineer Boots 17' and 11' Also some O Ring Engineer Boost with steel toe. Black Size 10

10.) Jeans from Cinch on Newburgh Street London 34' Red Label

11.) Dickies traditional carpenter utility jeans.

12.) wife beaters white Large.

13.) A Guildman Shears T-shirt from A Child Of The Jago.

14.) A Bally And Williams Kiss Pinball Machine, cause deep down inside I am just a 12 year old boy who's ape shit over Kiss!

15.) A Silver Glitter Falcon Guitar, So Beautiful!

16.) Dr. Bronner's Pure Castile Soap All In One. being that I don't wear deoderant I use the shit out of this stuff prefer lavender and or tea tree The big bottle. as I bath Joleene in it to.

The Slutty Henry List: Yeah I know this is the list your really wanting to read.

1.) See Number One On the top of my List, More Sex with Bren, yet i am sure he thinks I could wear out a mechanical bull, I can't get enough of this guy. Yeah Baby!

2.) My Get Out a Jail... Tom Hardy and a dank dark alley for about 8 Hours.

3.) Christopher Meloni. See Number Two

4.) The National Australian, England, and Oh yes Irish Rugby Teams. YES ALL THREE TEAMS TOGETHER! Or maybe over a whole weekend. Poppa's got a brand new hoe bag.

5.) Lawrence Dallagio.. Phew, man

6.) Josh Homme. Fucking hot

7.) Add them all together and watch me make my O Face! Ice Ice Baby!

8.) A bigger dick and a million pounds cause If I had that I would get into all kinds of foolish craziness.

Seasons Beatings and a viscious new year guys, O' Ker!

Love H

Pimping

2010-12-10T08:29:00.000-08:00

Sometimes people make some bad choice and ask me if I can fix them, and I don't like always saying no, as it is a challnge for me and I try and see what I can do. Meet Becca, at the present we are working on her back and taking it slow and trying to get it right this time round, as she takes the train in from Machester to see me, and she's a lovely girl. Here are the results in stages so for and we are working on a back piece at the moment.

They Shoot Fish In Barrels Don't They?

2010-12-06T07:03:00.000-08:00

I have been reading John Waters new book "Role Models", where Waters interviews people whom he felt fit in his mind the idea of a role model. I am reading the part of the book that includes Bobby Garcia and David Hurles whom have simply threw caution to the wind and do things that they felt were just intrinsically natural to them. Nothing wrong with that, but both men felt that this was part of their destiny to do the jobs of making a chronical of men that they were extremely attracted to. Snug as a flea in a dogs ass, they go about life putting themselves really out there of there own free will and not really giving a fuck what anyone else thinks. I recently read a small blurb about Treasure Island Media and the recent controversy by being fined by the state with three citations for not having a health & safety protocal in place for employee's on set, and the potential risk of supposed exposure.

When I worked for John T. Bone we had no practice and or protocal let alone a safety measure governed by the state. I remember we used to call the grunt "sppoge boy" his job was nothing more than pass the Bounty paper towel roll, mop up the femal squirters juice, spunk, hand the lube and or run and get the odd item and bring it to set. An easy gig for doing virtually fuck all at a $100.00 for the day and not doing dirty manual labour. John was quick witted and very knowledgeable of reading people,watching him was both entertaining and funny and other times, tedious, and down right hard, but never ever dull. Yet I endured cause I chose to deal with this person. To produce porn and I mean really make adult films you need a keen sense of empathy and the ability to know how to work with and read people. It's not entirly about finding two people and pointing a camera and hope it works.

Still it got me to thinking about the subject of role moadels and how they parley in my brain. I never gave it much thought as to whom I would be inspired by, but it always seemed to be the social misfit, the outcast and the sometime brutally honest who said , Fuck This, I am gonna do what I want. It's not so much a voice of a generation as just a real human element in us all, which some of us, are more prone to pushing that button than most. Do I think P.T. Barnum and Paul Morris are role models? Not sure cause i never gave it anythought. I liked the fact that David Hurles was drawn to a certain type of man, and often placed himself at risk and his safety because he was so drawn to these type of men, and made a life persuing it so. Face it the guy had balls. I can say that they fascinate me cause they achieved what they set out to do, made people think whether they wanted to or not.

I see a parallel between P.T, Barnum and the elusive Paul Morris, cause they have a mystique that only those close to them can get any true insight on. Yet they are shrouded in both mystery and have an uncanny knack for reading the human condition through body language and bahavioral patterns. Does this make them evil? No only more attuned to read people and what they are really thinking. P.T. Barnum claimed that there was a sucker born every minute, and he built a empire based on that claim. Paul Thomas, mind you his type a sucker is more of the physical act "sucker" rather than a dupe whom was looking for a snake oil claim. Still the truth that these two people present something that is present in all of us, a inquisitive and much darker side. P.T. Barnum would showcase an oddity/daredevil for show, Morris the primal sexual scope in raw form. Both entertain, it's the viewer whom is then and only then left to make up his/her own mind.

It's easy to weigh down Morris's production company with right wing flavoured sanctomony or crusaid tinted sentiment, but for what? It isn't enough that gay men have enough to contend with that in the throws of passion they succumb to what all men fall prey to inevitably, LUST! The magic potion that clouds minds and to some is far more dangeous than any drug sold over a counter or back alley. Reading these comments from pseudo middle class american bourgeois moralist point. To me if both
Barnum and Morris were not doing this, someone else would eventually. Yet what they clearly do is make you think. Some will view it simply as fantasy, others will look at the romantic aspect or freedom without any judgement or stigma. Clearly whatever
the reason it will always mark a response with those whom are so willing to poke judgement with their moral sticks.

Personally I am a fan of the films that Treasure Island produce, but I don't ponder the social and civil liberties taken by the preformers or wonder the exploitative viewpoints of the cast. Why, cause it's fucking PORN! Let's be honest I am here to watch Ben Kingsley in fucking Gandhi. When I worked in porn straight men and women were still at risk of being classified as possitive, and just cause the had a regular test still didn't mandate their safety as bullet proof. Some of the straight talent were far more active off screen in their private lives. Still that was and is their decision to do as they wish. I get shit from the council
with random paranoia in regards to a hypethetical situations that are so outlandish that are based solely on fear and misinformation, primarily cause I am a tattoo artist. So I try and keep a level head and address each issue with patience and knowledge.

To me what Paul Morris does is no different than that of the work of Nan Goldin, he allows us to be a voyuer and be intimate as her photos do the same. I find Tom Bianchi's far more offensive as the dude trolls muscle websiites looking for the next beauty to be photographed to therefore validate his fucking dinosaur loins. It would be a different story if he was just documenting other people, but there that son of a bitch is, dick in hand acting as if machismo was in his humble presence. It all seems so homogenized and well fucking stiff. I think Morris has presented gay men with a mirror, a sexual mirror that entices some and frightens others, as we all have the same feelings deep down inside us. Whether we choose to act on them is another issue. And those issues are not mine to cast fucking judgement on to another, to feel as if I have a duty. Years ago, a guy gave me shit in a bathouse cause I was with two guys in less than 30 minutes, and therefore decided I was a low grade subspecies than that asshole. My response was: Hey pal, your in a fucking bathouse. if you want to pass moral codes around pull that stick out of your ass and go to your fucking church, don't judge me
cause I chose to act on my shit and your still without. FUCK YOU!

It may be that a disgrunteled former employee has tried to stitch up Mr. Morris and co, but that is his business and his alone.
What i find funny is that bareback porn outsells regular porn. I think it's just that when it comes to sex people don;t want to be booged down with the financial, social and religious guidelines that are battery rammed down peoples throats on a daily basis.
You don't have to watch it and you most certainly don;t have to buy into it either. Because that is your choice. If you ask me, there seems to be a argument that is reminescent of the whole satanic black metal being dangerous and blaming bands for morons whom took to suicide or blasting the school faculty. It's not the band's fault for making a product that is supposedley for entertainment. You can't blame a band for a kid who's mental driveway doesn't connect to the house or a street. Nor is it Paul Morris's fault for the reason a sudden surge in the behavior patterns of other's. Most porn companies can hold a resentment against him because the one aspect that he has going for him over the others. Buying power. His product out sells the others , so if you want to take it out on anyone it should be the buying market. Outlawing it would only entice people as it becomes more taboo. People are simply drawn to taboo's once they have been stricken from the social codes.

Morris has created a cloud in a bell jar for others to watch and capturing that on film. No script, no premise other than fucking, and the primal state simply taking it's natural physical course. Barnum and Morris have achieved the greatest show on earth, because it makes others want to watch, or at least bitch about it. I have to say I do love going to the circus myself.

Marks And Stenclis Part Deux!

2010-12-03T10:00:00.000-08:00

As well as traipsing around London in the Blistering cold We made our way to the Marks & Stencil Show and I entered the art contest with this little post card where artist Dran will pick the winning picture and give the winner a free print. What was nice was that even Joleene is a fan of art and she took especially to some of Dran's card board that he was intending to work on as part of the installation. We didn't purchase any art as I wasn;t bowled over by the current work on display but it is not to say that I didn;t like it. I just didn't see anything i wanted to buy, as we did discuss the possibility of buying Art Of Shiva as it was on display nextstore to Bren's shop on Portobello, but that was just a fleeting fantasy.

My entry was a boy drawing one of my chica fuck dolls with the caption, "all bad boys draw on walls". Wish me luck. The show is still on till the 22nd of December.

Blues Explosion

2010-12-03T09:42:00.000-08:00

I always bow down to Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, I have been a fanatical fan for years from the very begining. I will admit I think Mr. Spencer is sex on a stick, in that evil Elvis kinda way and love his voice. Long before Jack White was claiming blues, the New York trio were banging out solid noise that had me bow down at the temple of their blues church. So last night me and my partner Bren braved the snow and left pooch at home to see one of my favorite bands. Thanks to Deborah and Barry for the guest list. I am forever endebted to you. Much love. The guys kicked out some favorites spanning their twenty uears and was the forst show in about six years. Loud as fuck and battling a few technical difficulties Spencer and co. did not dissapoint.

funny thing even my dog Prickle love the Blues Explosion as much that he ate four cd's making me buy Orange repeatedly. I am never sure if I really have a favorite song but I am partial to Orange and Plastic Fang. Jon Spencer is a true showman and thats one of the reasons I love them and well as minus the bass, they fucking rock. Yet, I will say The Blues Is Number #1!

WTF TATTOOS!

2010-12-01T19:01:00.000-08:00

I am suffering from a cold and insomnia so I am blogging at 3:00am. I can't fucking believe it. As i traipse around the wonderful web i check into LOL Tattoos from time to time and pray to god my shit never shows up there. But I like the site cause it's a reminder to not take my job so seriously and try and keep a level head and have a sense of humour. Is it bad that it's three AM and I could really go for a cold cold Mexican beer right now? Anyhoo, We get asked all kinds of silly stuff and although very good sometime the person just hasn't really thought it through. But I came across this and was pissed that some dick head tattooed a 13 year old kid.

Sometimes I think that the tattoo world has done lost it's fucking mind, yet this is maybe age speaking. I am glad that I never really got that many tattoos as a kid. Infact, I didn't have any. I could afford them, let alone think about what I wanted on my skin at that age. I remember at one point wanting to have the stupid ass demon dogs like in Dracula with Gary Oldman, I never did luckily. I think this is good detourant for a person whose considering getting some work done and really have a thought about it as well as "certain" people whom think they are tattoo artists themselves, relish in executing work that seems fucking kool at the time but actually isn't. Buyer beware! I say this because it may end up like this SHIT!

Whores At Christmas!

2010-12-01T08:22:00.000-08:00

I thought this was a little treat for you guys.Enjoy. . I may just get drunk on Trampagne! Apple Cider cause thats what all the sluts are drink at the moment. Maybe make a cocktail of Champagne and Ripple, and I will call it Champipple.

Penis Envy!

2010-12-01T04:23:00.000-08:00

I read other people's blogs from time to time to really get a handle on other peoples musings. Finding this site I came across the topic of phallocentric. Steady, I am just walking you through it. I am all for equal rights, and man and woman being a co-existing parallel of humanity and want to have hope for us all. But sometimes I think certain broads take this shit WAY TO SERIOUSLY! The other day I saw a group of lesbians, which when I see a gaggle of them I call them "Lesbi". Not Lesbians, I don't think it's mean they just look a sexual and androgeonous to me. There dress sense was something of what I take as a resemnblance to a gaggle of Christmas Elves. From the land of Baking cookies or making sex toys for horny lesbi the world over up in a tree some where. See below Exhibit A.

I am not lesbia-phobic, in my next life I hope to shink to their size and have child bearing hips, were courderoy, and have an over enthusiastic appreciation for power tools. (I already do) Yet What always gets me is the Wee-Man Bullshit. So this person personified the ANGRY LESBIAN. Hey sister the guy was an asshole who made a lewd joke to your said wife. Get over it. You should be so lucky the fucking dude thinks your wife is hot! However vulgar, it is irrelevant. She bangs on about guys touching their dicks and being fascinated with them and so on. I can recall a few girls on my street who's parents were told by the school, their very own daughters were willing to play with themselves at any giving point or had a slight problem of leaving their hem lines below thigh region. People are just to goddamn PC these days. Lesbians especially Wee-Man or whatever the hell they call themselves are some of the biggest penis envy loving mother fuckers in the world. And they are Mother fuckers in a sense of linguistic terms. I like my dick I like dick so much that I have the shit tattooed on me. But I am not going up and down the street screaming I like to suck cock and come & get it, free cock here. I fucking wish! Still there is a time and a place and if you don't fucking like it take your ass back to the Diana Island where Wonder Woman is from. I'm sure when all your cycles hit you'll all be oh so pleasant to be around. She claims that men use sex as weapon. Bitch, please. If anybody and I mean anybody everused sex as a weapon it is always going to be in the hands of a woman. Why cause men are stupidly whipped to the power of pussy, dick too for that matter. Jesus these broads hate men and there penis's so much that they spend a hell of a lot of time looking like men or trying to emulate a masculine tendency. Woman use there tits or ass as weapons, I got news for your, it works both ways. Woman are just as aggressive and far more manipulative than men ever will be. I say this because men have ego and a level of humble reasoning. Where as woman tend to harbour shit so much that it will keep the duey decimal system in operation for infinity.

I have sat around and listened to girls talk about there boy friends, even some of my male friends and the candour that woman divulge is far more intrusive and way nastier than a guy could ever fucking muster. Trust me. Sure a guy would brag and make shit up, but women use anything they can to leverage their side through any means possible if it meant getting ahead. It doesn't make them evil I fell it's intictive as a part of survival. Yes it suck that woman can do the same job and get paid far less then her male counterpart, but that shit needs to be taken up with a boss not men. Woman use their tits as a battery ram, or even tools for distraction especially those slutty ones. Lesbians whom are adro-phobic tend to be the most aggressive, alpha male chasing, piss contest taking, sore losers to ever walk the earth. They can't handle that an actual Male chromosome is swimming around in their gene pool. So in a sense a dick was involved on the creation of you, like it or not. Second point before you start fucking going off on guys and their dicks, perhaps you should rethink all those Phallic Sex Toys made for women. Why arn't there any fucking sextoys shaped like clits to mash up with? Cause to me all those vibrators, they all look like dicks, so you can candy colour them any fucking way you want it's still a penis. If you truly wanted to be a bigger man/person here you would admit to your self in a nut sack (pun intended) you have penis envy. Shit I do, I wish I had a bigger dick and a million pounds. Cause baby, I would be fucking DANGEROUS!

You sound more pissed that there is some fearful factor and resentment over some trivial comment. Let it go, it really doesn't matter what a fucking guy says as long as you benefit from the love you give your wife and your secure in your placement. As far as refering to the "boys club" woman do the same shit, Primarily LESBIANS and women bars. It's not enough to have a gay bar, oh no, we need FISH BARS. Tatar Sauce anyone? You know how fucking annoying certain lesbians look with their sex, gender Sylvia Plath reading, post fem, Lillith Fair holding ticket, cuntery is? Quite frankly when you behave that way you deserve to be called a bitch, cause your hitting below the belt. A womans rage will go for endurance, stamina, and longevity, yet they're maternal and pretty good at keeping the peace with in reason. Men are just different. Doesn't make your needs any different from mine. No matter how you slice this it is fucking irrelevant men and woman are the same, straight gay, or fucking trans gendered. I don't bitch about it, cause I don't fucking care. If you continue to walk down your one way street with your envy your going to wind up at a dead end road, so wake up, grow up, and for fuck sake get some balls. Your lucky you have a wife who's willing to share a life with you, and no matter what shit goes on your safe in her book. Penis or no penis, you should take comfort in simply knowing that. Now if you'll excuse me I need to attend to my man pussy!

In To Me See

2010-11-27T06:41:00.000-08:00

The other day i was really at a lull and I smashed a phone in a fit of rage. Yes, it felt great to break something and vent my anger, but i was saddened by the fact that my therapist and I had a discussion where we were on the topic of intamcy. Apparently what i define as intamacy is differen than what some people would define it as. I actually fet dumb, but then I thought I have had intimate moments but I would not define that as true intimacy. To me people misconstrued intimacy and empathy as the same. like truth and honesty, all though similar they are very different. Parallel but with the capacity to cross over into each other from time to time, but I would not say that they are the same. I have had empathy and i have been intimate, but i have has sex with no strings and no attachment. I have loved someone without being in love with them and vise versa, yet I was so fucking riddled with guilt that I felt worthless and defective.

Down in a hole and I got drunk and had a time out. I had my ipod on and when I was thinking and clearing out my head I normally look out a black cab and stare out and watch the traffic go. Wednesday was that day. I broke down infront of Bren and confessed that I don't give myself enough credit when it comes to us. I am my own worst enemy. The funk is starting to lift and I have to have a word with that fucking therapist and set the bitch straight. Stay tuned!
So I decided to play these two songs in leiu of my wednesday, as they were relevent on the day and where my mind was. Enjoy

NIgg**H Please!

2010-11-27T06:27:00.000-08:00

Here at Henry Hate Headquarters we have had a good throwdown in a while. I have been a little under the grey cloud trying to figure stuff out in my head. Yet it's the trhill of music that always gets me in a bettre mood. We haven't had any good wigs or double knit pant suits in a while. So I thought I would put this little crowd pleaser on as it always put me in a party mood. What better way to enjoy Ol' Dirty Bastard "Baby Got Yer Money" and the blaxploitation calssic Dolemite. Enjoy!

To Hell With Black Friday!

2010-11-26T09:08:00.000-08:00

The world is full of crap, useless crap and the need to obtain. Bren always says that you should buy things for people that they can use and have an actual need for. No point in having something that will just collect dust and sit in a corner. I believe that to be true. Still today is Black Friday where people oll over the US by ungratefull children shit they don't need nor can truly afford. I think that Shopping for christmas should be about giving something to those you love and tell them so, all while eating loads of good food and get fat in front of the television. Not buy them an ugly ass Chia Pet and slipper socks. Shopocalypse is upon us and think that retailer even in this country are after the all mighty dollar/pound/yen/sheckle, to further pollute the landfills with smello perfume lotion kits and gift boxes.

Yes I know I am selling a goodie bag but I am semi eco-friendly and everything I am selling will last a lifetime abd id ultimately bio-degradable. I.E. you and your tattoo, well when you die it will be. So In a few days I will post what I would like for christmas, what I need for christmas, and finally what Slutty Henry would like to do at christmas, or as I like to call it, the Never Gonna Happen LIst! Occasionally I read others lists every year and it interesting to read with people want and what people need cause it is always a different list altogether. Or you can join the ranks of Buy Nothing Day here.

Brighton Tattoo Convention

2010-11-26T08:08:00.000-08:00

Prick will be manning a booth this year at the Brighton Tattoo Convention, This will be our third time at the show and is always a success and a nice break from getting to be by the sea. I prefer Brighton Over London Tattoo Convention as it's easy going and more stuff for me to do. If you wish to book an appointment with myslef, Adam or Matteo please get in contact with us here at the shop. You can make a deposit payment through Paypal to secure a appointment otherwise it is first come first serve. Hope to see you there should be fun.

For the Pooks.

2010-11-26T07:43:00.000-08:00

I keep in contact with most of my ex boyfirends and am particularly in contact from time to time to one ex, whom I always call Pooks. Adam is a food stylist who was recently pulled off a flight en route to a job when someone took issue with his knuckle tattoos. His nickname as a kid, "Atom Bomb" so que person with a mighty stick up their ass to complain and pull the poor guy off the flight. When I read his tweet, I asked him why he fly's delta as they are so shit to begin with. His choice. But I thought about it that even I find myself dressing down when I go through a airport, to avoid any extra attention to the already furry of paranoia that is so prevelant in the Air Industry. I have a fear of crashing do I need the added pressure of being mistaken as a terrorist. Now I can role with sexual terrorist, but a bomber. Please.

Adam is a lovely guy and am happy to say that I have kept him in my ring of people that i have known and loved. He is hardly the bombing type, But I have to say from what I remember his farts were always murder. I think people are to damn governed by terror and to virtually PC for their own good. I mean really knuckles. adam thought that if the person at hand had an issue they could have easlily splapped abd put them on another flight. Here's how I woudl have handled the situation.

Marks & Stencils!

2010-11-26T07:12:00.000-08:00

There seems to be a furor over a painting that will go on display next week titled "Age Of Shiva", which is a meant to represent the question of faith during such such episodes as the 7/7 bomb attacks here in London. The painting was done by Mark Sinclair and chosen by renegade Bansky to exhibited during the Marks & Stencils. I really don't see what the fuss is all about, as the only people whom would take offense are those whom actually lost someone during the London bombings. A total of 57 people were killed in the attacks that affected the Edgeware Road and Kings Cross tube stations. The painting it's self is a representation of the number 30 bus with cherubs and a raphelite sky.

However sad the attacks were I don't see the painting itself being disrespectful to anyone in particular. The work is quit striking and the painting has acheived that. The works are on dipsay till December 22nd at 1 Berwick Street in Soho.

A Rose Is Still A Rose, Stanks Rose!

2010-11-23T09:58:00.000-08:00

England's scabbiest rose has had an epiphany. She has forsaken pressing her tits in all our faces to persue a career as a "Tattoo Artist". Along with you I will be betting the likely hood of her becoming a bonafide tattoo artist, as much as the likely hood of me doing the Yubangey Stomp in front of the Klu Klux Klan. Jodie Marsh has take to the telly (of course) to show just how serious she is about becoming a glorified tattoo artist. I mean it can't be that hard since they make Kat Von VD look like she can draw up a sleeve and tattoo it in virtually minutes. So watching these promo's of her supposed Tv Show, I was a number of things and alittle more than just annoyed.
A few things stiked me about this. this bitch has a few things against her and not counting her supposed FAME! I'll be kind and state that her age and her position are a big hurdle. Not Like say Madison whom worked in porn and actually became a tattoo artist in her own right, yet she had tattoos and peircing in her own right way before Janine Lindemulder started to become the porn tattoo momma du jour that she is today. Jodie's reluctance and her sense of entiitlement have to be her biggest problems. Her grasp and her ultimatelty willingness to virtually do anything for a foot in the door are not there. Her stance on needing to be taught reminds me of a certain whiney bitch whom no longer works for me.

Set in her ways, she lacks the ability to be mallable. Like said whiney bitch it comes at a time when they are presented with the worst fear factor life issues us all. Age and time. Thirty year old glamour models and fame hungry dj's boardering on Forty aren't exactly cracking Don P's while stashing their benji's at Coutts. If Ms. Marsh were actually serious about this she would keep her tits covered and yap closed and get on with what she is suypposedly so serious about? Like said whiney bitch, he always stated i needed to show him, stuff. A person who needs to do stuff is the person needing to want to learn. By placing their every living effort in trying to learn to tattoo and invest their time by gaining the trust of a mentor.

That's why I believe Ben will never be a great Tattoo artist, nor will Mrs. Fame Hungry"look how big my mutilated tits are" Marsh. These two bitches are two peas in a stank pod. First and formemost you need a bit of humility in your effort and appoach to tattooing. And starting at the bottom. and work your way up. I was reaked over the coals some days when I was an appentice and felt there were days where i did nothing right. I preservered and am standing here today, cause i truly wanted to be a tattoo artist. not some part time makeshift wannabe when it served to stroke my ego, Food for thought to those thinking of approaching a shop with regards to learing the art of tattooing. I am sure in a few years time Ben and Ms. Marsh will be out on the Hoe stroll on the very same corner. Yeah, the corner of Tired and Tacky! I have to go now my appointment is here. Touche!

Henry Hate Goodies!

2010-11-23T08:54:00.001-08:00

Christmas is that time of year where someones house always burns down (sorry Kat Von VD) and the few people whom are over come with christmas cheer reach for the razor blade and quit a bitch faster than I can down a bottle of Peptol Bismol. People get depressed and sad and feel lonely, where as I start to feel a tingle from the inside of my chest and start doing something my face is never really used to, Crack a smile. So here at the shop to thank all those whom have supported me in the years here in the Mary Ol London I am selling Henry Hate Goodie Bags.

What that you say? These bags are more coveted than a crack whore holding a Oscar Party Goodie Bag. The include the Following.
* A Exclusive limited edition T-shirt
* 3 Henry Hate.com Stickers in various prints
* 4 small badge pins to accentuate any wordwrobe or leather jacket.
* 1 Henry Hate Greeting Card
* 1 Tube of Bepanthen, for your future investement
* A Gift Certificate witha Value of £85.00 to be used for a tattoo
* A recyclable Carry Bag for all the crap

Wow! A steal, A bargain, going for a song. Areal treasure trove of love from this little hot head.
If you act now I will even throw in a Surprise Extra Half Hour, Yes a full 30 minutes with Me.. Now now
don't worry it's just a tattoo date that you can use toward your tattoo purchase.

Call the shop for more details Limited bags are left till the 30th of Decmber.

Now wat I am I selling this bag of love for, well at a value with the 30 extra minutes taking a whopping value of
£185 for just a few sheckle at the rock bottom price of £100.00 .

You Heard Right A measley £100.00 Quid so act now!
Thats more fun than a crack whore at a gangbang.

Moments That Shaped Me Number: 122

2010-11-09T01:07:00.000-08:00

I was really young when I came to really start to appreciate art. I responded visually to things early on. It was at around the age of 14 obsessed with Andy Warhol and the whole Factory clique. It was the summer of 1982 when I ame across the book EDIE: An American Biography. This was when I was seduced into the world of art, sex drugs rock and roll. They all looked so fucking cool, the parties, the lifestyle seemed like a total unreal fantasy. They seemed to be people I could relate to, misfits doing their own thing. It was all there the music, the art it had every element that I wanted and was drawn to Dark sexy and really fucked up. It was only years later that I realized it wasn't as galmourous as I perceived it Still this is my lead into art and the cultivation that learning that music was an integral part to the visual. To a 14 year old kid from Orange County it seem all so very alluring. It was also the moment when I thought Orange County Sucked , the world was beckoning me to discover the places that I dreamed about. I wanted to be part of the action, i wanted to encountr what they did even if I knew it was fucked and oh so wrong. I would figure out my lesson when I made the mistake. Next stop,Hollywood!

Reading about Warhol bordered on hero worship, but my own ego wouldn't alow it to go to that level. The movement the spawned my interest in the Beat Generation writers it all had an effect on how I dressed and what I listened to. Warhol encompassed everything and the logic was intoxicating still I have a deep profound respect for ANdy Warhol and my parnter is mystified by my general knowledge of him. With the whole Warhol clique I learned that you could start a revolution of your own if you had a vision. Make my own rules and really find a path to create something that was all our own. For that I am thankful. If you don;t like it EAT ME!

The New Tattooed Dandy

2010-11-09T00:07:00.001-08:00

I have tattooed a few fashion designers and although few have kicked me down duds to wear, yet I am not a huge of fashion perse as a coveted item. No I prefer style. I appreciate style because style trumps fashion but I de love a sharp dressed man! So I present three men whom have it down pat, They work in fashion and just so happen to have tattoos. The all share something in common. Beards, Tattoos, and Style. personifying true style that is to be acknowledged. They each have a sex appeal that is of a quiet magnitude that I think amplifies there style too. So "Hot" is the new black! So I say Ice Ice Baby!

First Up, my favorite Nick Wooster: of Needless Markup (whoops) Nieman Marcus Director Of Mens Fashion. Suave and sleeved.

Second, Reminds me of an ex whom now works at Barney's New York, Jewelry Designer Philip Crangi
Of the Philip Crangi Jewelry Line. Post Victorian Bead and an affinity for sparrows. Bring it!

And Finally but not least Head Of Fashion House Yves St. Laurent Designer Stefano Pilati

Speaking of beards it seems appropriate that I chose this for these guys I dedicate from the hot rocking ZZ TOP.. Crank this shit!

Man Enough To Be A Woman!

2010-11-08T22:46:00.000-08:00

There seems to be the question of what is normal? Does anyone really know. Normal is defined by ones own definition of norm based on their own reality. So say crazy cat lady down the road whom is screaming to be the next house guest on Hoarders, her norm is different than mine. Her normality is to be surrounded by crap and 653 cats, ok, not so normal for me. In fact that is some crazy ass "fetch the Percacet and a straght jacket" shit, but again that is her life and she is snug as a smushed cat somewhere in her crazy 79 rugs. Gays have some problems with gender, especially some men. Calling themselves Androphillia's and that they only sleep with men, and don;t accept the gay role laid out before them. So that means a Kylie free, Madonna zero diet and no gay whistle or resplendid booty bump at the disco. That's kool, but dude you spend way to much fucking time thinking about that shit to realize at the end of the day, it doesn't fucking matter. Cause as long as you find a erect penis in your face (Granted Willingly), on your knees, someone is going to call you a faggot or a micing moe. Like it or not. It is the truth.

I read a story about a woman whom let her little boy go to scool dressed as Daphne from Scooby Doo. I thought it was sweet cause in my mind she did the correct thing as a mother. She took on the supposed Christian Mothers ideals and turned the tables
on what is supposed to be normal. When in fact when I was a 6 year old boy I made my G.I. Joes hump all the time. I never wore a dress and didn't feel the need to but I was obssessed with some serious G.I. Joe action. But My brother used to put on my moms Carmen Miranda Costume and preform infront of me and make me laugh. My Brother loves perfumes, Vivienne Westwood, jewellery, heels and make up. I like guys, I haven't worn deoderant in 18 years, I love tattooing, whisky, leather and rock and roll.
Just because my brother loves the new fall line of the Spring Summer Collection Of Galliano, doesn't make him less of a man. Infact it gives him balls. SOme dudes are so hung up on hyper masculanity that they look like fucking caricatures. Stright men whom are comfortable with themselves have no qualms about putting a dress on. It doesn;t make them less masculine. Why cause they dont give a flying fuck about what anyone thinks. My Friends Brother Liability Eden can pull off wearing womens lingerie, and I don't doubt the dude loves pussy. Some gay dudes really pull out all the stops to try and emulate their straight idealised counterpart and look a fucking joke. So if a little boy wants to put on a dress and be creative, he shouldn't be stopped. Smae applies for a girl whom like rolling in the mud after a ball. These are their formative years. If you stand around thinking about what the fucking neighbours think and so desperately want to look like a back dancer of the fucking village people by all means dress like this moron below with the Nasty Pig tie.

Belo Liability Eden having some fun

A mother wrote a book about her rasiong a boy whom liked to dress as a princess and found it quite touching. There was no campness about the boy and infact didn't even seem gay. Yet she raised the child to flourish his creative side and it's anyones guess if he even may decide to retire his favorite yellow dress. I watched a documentary sometime ago about a woman whose little boy wanted to dress as Pocohantes from the Disney Cartoon and she vetoed that shit like a christian right wing senator. So come Halloween pageant day the little boy dressed as an indian chief proudly sttod before the student body and parents announcing that his costume was in fact Pocahontes, lovingly stroking his feather head dress as if were hair. My point being that a childs mind is far more progressive than an adults. Children aren;t fussed about the regulations placed upon them that supposed civilized grown ups place on people. Why, cause children see it as fun and imaginary. Remember that? Imaginary was something that your created out of thin air but you knew it was fake but you let go and had fun anyways doing.

Some of my closest friends are straight and they aren;t hung up on gender, and they roll with their inner campness from time to time without so much as a second thought. Some people worry way to much about what others think, and it;s none of their damn business. I believe you send out a far worse message to your child by saying he's defective by wanting to tap into his creativity. It might just be a phase, it may not but they'll have the love and support that is vital in nurturing relationships and have a better self worth. My myself I don't buy into the gaydom shit as I am not a retarded tween wanting to be Parasite Hilton"s BFF. I love my brother justthe way he is, so much so when a girl talked shit about him once to my I fuckingi snatched her wig off stamped on it and then proceeded to piss on it. My Brother will back this story up. She never talked shit again nor came near me for that matter. So to those mothers raising Daphne loving boys, and young Princess Boys. I salute you.

Plato once said if the world were mad at the right person, for the right reason, at the right time the world would be a better place. There are much bigger issues than kicking up a fuss because a girl wants to take another girl to her spring formal. Certainly subjects much more harrowing than a little boy wanting to bake cookies on Barbie Bake House Oven, like war, world hunger, Malaria. I do believe the world is to fucking PC for it's own good. It takes balls and courage to dress up and face an advesary, certainly for a 5 year old. Yet I think these mothers should certainly be commended for their own bravery. It;s hard enough rasing a child, it's even harder rasing a child when other adults try and micro manage your own efforts by what they percieve as normal. So I say Fuck THEM!

Punked By The BBC

2010-11-05T16:27:00.000-07:00

I was played a practical joke a while back during the summer when I was asked to be interviewed by the BBC for a new chat show. Here is what happened. I was cool about it.

Doggy Chow!

2010-11-05T08:32:00.000-07:00

It's a known fact that I think Rugby Players are hot, not just hot fucking Scorching hot. So hot I would elbow an elderly bitch to get at the front of the line. Joel Monahhan has been caught with is pants down and his dick in the peanut butter jar. This is someting that is kinda wrong on so many levels. I mean come on now. I am all for flying the freak flag sky high and getting your hoe stroll on, but with a dog. Really. I mean this is a kinda bad and I feel for the guy when getting his nut sack polished, but make sure your poor judgement if with a human being. It's obvious in the phot he's into the whole teabag dipped in peanut butter. I mean the guy is pretty rugged and hot> Jesus, if he wanted to have his balls licked he could have simply asked me. I would have been there with ESPN Pizza and beer. Fuck Twiiter. I mean anything to keep a party going.

I could never imagin doing this with my own dog or any dog for that matter. I will admit i have slept with a few fucking dogs in my days, but they were human and I too blamed alcohol. Yet would never alllow myself to be plastered on the internet let alon twitteer unless it was consenual and I wanted to really do it. And if I ever admitted to having my balls licked by a dog I would make sure that shit was taken to my death bed. BUt what really anoys me to no end is that I wanted to see Rugby cock. Where the peen I mean i feel cheated to say the least that the words of Rugby Playe, Sex Scandal and Sex act ever gave me hope of seeing some real fucking hot shit. But this left me a little flat, considering most of the sex acts with animals that are on the net.

Vincenzo's Leg

2010-11-04T08:15:00.001-07:00

Meet Vincenzo, he's a italian hairdresser here in London hailing from Naples or should I say Napoli. His leg has been a while in the works and he's a pretty easy going guy whom asked me to do a japanese style on him and I am not known for japanese work but I thought why the hell not, and I gave it a go. We have one more session to go before he moves on to a Sleeve, which I am stoked about. Here's a pic pf the progress so far.

HOOKAH NEEDS TO STOP!

2010-11-01T09:44:00.000-07:00

They say that imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, Yeah, well not today! I came across this little butt nugget, when someome sent a email saying I neede to look at this. I was livid, and for all the right reasons. My former assistant is taking to tattooing at home and the photos show. He's pissed away a golden oppurtunity to learn a career but, he spends his nights in gay bars. So when I saw this low rent attempt to reproduce a tattoo i did on someone else, I was taken aback, but speachless I was not. It's not the issue of him choosing to copy something i did. It's the issue that there is no actual artistry and or any sort of pride in his own work. He was always saying he was a "professional graphic designer", yes I am smirking as I type this.

So he's attemptiing to do shit with virtually little and no consideration for his technical limits. That was the problem with Ben. Ben acts like a petualent brat whom has a sweet tooth. Is there is no accounting for taste? Probably not, as he find what I can only describe guys he finds attractive as fat hairy bags of water. Still there is the issue of cross contamination and technical points of learning bad habits. So Seeing this I am very embarressed and regret that I ever took a chance on him. Hand over heart, I wish I never met this piece of shit. He will learn no discipline nor any kind of pride in his work. If this sounds like I am sticking it to him between the eyes. I am pissed solely cause he was lazy, arrogant and fucking spoiled. Luckily that is not anything I have to deal with anymore. But my actual critique on the Benji's work, lack luster, wobbly, crooked, and downright uninspired and the big finish not very original. Yeah bitch, who's the artist now?

Yet the guy will still learn bad habits on limited education, and I really dislike that. Ben wants to work when Beb wants to. Not everyone can live Fat Lard Ass Land to the sound of drum and electro bass. I could let go him trying to poach certain clients with the intention of trying to finnish my work on them As fucking if, he should stick to what he does best play records and get drunk in bars. Yeah cause that is a sure shot to infamy. I should have taken it as a warning when he told me he was bank rolliing on tattooing Ian Mckellen. Seriously this bitch need to stop and get a fucking clue.

Sex For Sale!

2010-11-01T02:35:00.000-07:00

As a little boy I used to think prostitutes were ultra glamourous, I mean after all they never dressed like my mother and they were always so shiny and sparkling all the fucking time. You have to remember this was ages before the crack whore come into the picture and bucked the bitch off her patch to a different block. Growing up and looking at window mannequins, I always found a similar resemblance to the hustlers and prossies of Sunset and Santa Monica Blvd. They were a lure into a fantasy. Stiff, Hard and Perfect. They both contained some element of danger and morbid fascination.there were always thee urban legends of certian deaths on the boulevards, and I imagined they were then transformed into some sort of mannequin. So I started looking at mannequins and taking there photos much to the chagrin of shop keepers who tend to shoo me away, but the results to me are worth it.

There is a uneasy silence and somewhat morbid glare as if corpse like. I have started to get a pretty impressive collection so far. As if these were real sex creatures hired to cater to your inner most fantasy.
So on my travels I have started taking pictures with everything to my iphone to my actual camera. Here is just a small sample of the ones I have I am considering selling them as photgraphic prints. in my store.
I took to naming the after supposed hooker names too. Enjoy.

SELL OUT, Who Me!

2010-10-30T00:04:00.000-07:00

I love fain mail and every so often I get people sending my little notes of appreciation and then I got this one. I thought about it, and had really never considered my self as a sell out. I mean I could have a bullshit job where I work for someone else and clock in and clock out and am fully dependent on the wage I am given in a job I hate and for people I don't like. Trapped under the rules of bullshit to just make ends meet. I recently made a tweet that I had been hired by Red Wolf Vodka to rebrand the company and it's very own product. I am very stoked about this,

ONly this year I was hired by Nissan to launch the Cube automobile in the uk, and I was paid very, very well for it. Not to mention a few other gigs where I was paid for my artwork to use for a company that was not my own. So to read this I never really thought about it, till I had a discussion with some friends whom run Lucha VaVoom and All Tomorrow's Parties over dinner. Here is the little shit nugget I received.

From: ****************** <***********@gmail.com>
To: Henry Hate
Subject: Fucking Sell Out

I can't believe you fucking sell out, why the need to fucking do that crap. You're soulless.
I used to think you were fucking cool, but your just a major tosser know. Your putting your head on a plate. I will never be using your services. You cunt.

Granted sometimes I have a reputation for not always playing well with others. Granted. Yet I din't respond to his email, as I know this asshole will read it here so I chose to share my point with the rest of you too. I am never and not considered myself a sell out,as opposed to the person whom does. To me it's not about the money, and that is never an issue. Yes the money helps in a lot of ways but the fact that a company considers you to help them along, they are not only paying for my artwork, they are paying for my name. I've busted my ass at times for seven day work weeks to get to where I wanted to be. I didn't become a artist to simply hide my paintings in a fucking basement.
I make my own rules and I work at my own pace provided that I have enough time to do it in the frame allowed without any compromise.

To think that at 42 I would be bitching about a bad job i was locked into for means of survival is something I hope never to do. In the 42 years of life I followed a direction that i chose to travel, and yes, the accolade of someone saying can you do this for me , cause I love what you do is pleasure enough. I cloth myself, feed myself, and pay my bills all on the fact that I use my imagination and hands to do my work. Yes, their's a criteria I must follow myself in order to be a success and it's called discipline. So for some fucking butt plug to call me a sell out is a fucking joke. Especially when this shit head poses as an "artist" in a printing job for some bullshit firm making company brochures. Hey buddy your money is paid through the man, what's your fucking name worth?

I like nice things and I intended to be a success from the start when I was working for Durk Dehner at the Tom Of Finland foundation. For anyone whom seriously thinks it's Punk Rock to just simply fucking flip the finger at anything just because it supposed to be anti establishment. I have news for them, You're really not making any difference other than bitching in the corner and resenting me for where you want to be. So yeah. fuck it I will say it, I want to get paid for what I do and I want to get paid well. You will get my passion and my determination in the project. Although I sign a contract it is always negotiated and I get what I want within reason, and that's all I am asking for.

I am also happy that my ablilty affords me to do the things I like to do, and it is ALL ME! So to that little fucker who's called me a sell out. Eat Shit And DIe Moron. I can't stand when a fucking band says I don't want to be a success, and I don't want my music to be used for corporate gigs. Well, what the fuck you going to do since your "fans" refuse to buy your music and just steal it by illegal download. You hate the road and your label wont finance your tour, and you would eventually like to buy a home. Congratulations your still on the outside with nothing to show for your fucking art.
This makes no sense to me.

I am a 42 year old man not some 19 year old angsty asshole trapped in a 36 year olds body. Do you have any idea how pathetic and juvenile that makes you look? You can sit in a fucking pub and bitch and moan all you want. You'll be nothing more than a fucking drunk wishing for the chance at an opportunity. So there you have it folks, my stance. Now if you'll excuse me I have to go run MY OWN BUSINESS, and that feels fucking GOOD!

FAT FOOD NATION!

2010-10-29T23:24:00.000-07:00

I say it all the time that corporations want stupid people for customers. P.T. Barnum was a success for stating that a sucker was born every minute. Well, The display on show here is evidence of that. Now I a happy to say that I DO NOT EAT AT MCDONALD'S. Haven't in a whopping 14 years. But I raised the question to my partner once that eating right is not only important, but in this day and age costly. I understand that places like KFC and McDonald's is trying to brand themselves as healthy cafe style eateries. I have noticed this when I pass them on the high streets. Still I don't bite. I believe that there is a certain customer whom looks at this food as cuisine, and that person has a slightly diminished veiw and handle on things.

Take the subject of Supersize Me by Morgan Spurlock, where he brought up the subject of heavy users whom eat here on a weekly if not daily basis. I believe that this crap will not only clog your arteries but clog your mind. I mean looking at this footage most of them look porksy, pudgy, and down right bloated. As I know for most on a fixed income it's hard to eat quality foods such as organic or even free range as the cost to sustain farming is evident in the price of food. But what ever is in the secret sauce is seriously making these bitches flip their wig. I mean this shit seriously can't be good for your mental health. When I was a teenager I found myself working at a Carl's Jnr.
In Newport Beach. I lasted 2 days after I though fuck this place, so I quit.

I think it;s sad that companies really pigeon hole people and they become a subclass. Let me explain. Twenty years ago if people were seeing this actually happen in a McDonald's, they would simply call the police. Watching this footage people were simply filming it, which illustrates that they become immune to this type of behaviour. This is normal to them and all though it is entertaining for the short span the after effect is a bit scary. I mean I don;t need to walk into the zone of a fart to know I am not going to like the smell. Yet these people here show no sort of composure to simply walk away and leave it alone. Here what you have is animals plain and simple. I do not condone the violence against women, yet these broads simply lash out at men twice the size with the same aggression of a man. So I do believe that these woman got their just desert.

Finally when the police showed up, those involved ran like cowards. Fucking punks and completely juvenile whom show that this behaviour was simply in vein and really nothing of any importance and simply reek chaos. So this would only solidify why I will not eat at a Mcdonald's ever again. For fear that I may get my ass kicked for no reason by some heefer whom didn't like the tone of my voice or simply cause they felt I stared at them inappropriately.

Happy Halloweenie Meanie!

2010-10-29T22:56:00.000-07:00

My Current Mood

2010-10-29T02:54:00.000-07:00

Let's Just say after a lovely dinner loast night with my friends and my lovely partner Bren I got a pep in my step.

Does "IT" Get Better?

2010-10-29T01:45:00.001-07:00

This has been a strange week, ok month, Not all bad, what with the President's approval rating plummeting and still no difference in the promise of change, the high profile number of recent teen suicides of gay teenagers in the news. It's made people question things. Yet to make matters worse budgets are getting cut France is in revolt, (and I say good on them) and still more people will loose their jobs. So this brings me to where I am now to aks the million dollar/pound question. Does "It" get better? It was horrible to hear the stories of Tyler Clamentti, Seth Walsh and others whom sought a way out way to early om their still unformed lives. I have seen the coutless people to say, ""Hey look at me I am fat, famous and fabulous (not really), and it gets better" or sing some bullshit song that is gayer than a pink suede christmas tree singing the words to True Colors. Yet, I didn't subscribe to this hoo ha when in fact it sounds great, but in reality it is a different story altogether.
If I am honest being an adult sometimes sucks major ass. But I am here to tell if only one gay kid seeking an answer. Hey If Life gives you lemons, Make some lemonade and sell that bitch bacx to the mother fucker at a profit and make it sweet as fuck and rememebr to serve it with a smile.

Does it get better in my opinion? Honestly, sometimes yes it gets better. Yet you will then be faced with a whole set of different troubles. Me I was made fun of in school sometimes, bullied by two jocks whom always made a point to say shit, spit at me and find new and silly ways for me to be the butt of their ridicule. I secretely had a crush on one of them and this guy was the nastiest of the two. I didn't dress like the popular kids and I did what I wanted against what others in high school thought. I had friends but I wasn't exactly popular to the degree of the cheerleader/jock crowds. Still there were days where I hated wlking down the halls of Saddleback High School, in only to come face to face with these assholes. Long story short, I had enough. I never retaliated, never said a word and just walked on by kept my head up, wiped the spit off and dusted my self off and carried on. Years later I was in the shopping mall with my brother when we came across guy bully one. He bloated to a whopping fat walrus whom actually waddled with a equally obese wife and they were surrounded buy 3 bouys and twin girls. All under the age of 6 and 7 years had passed, I remembered John Beaumont and his crap, but I never forgot. His wife knew my brother and I stood silent as she talked to him and this lard ass wrangled with his brrod of kids. He saw me ad kept his head down. I wasn't rich nor was I directly on the career path I wanted but I saw I ghost of a kid whom used to thnk he was hot shit.
He knew it too, and it fucking made my day. I never said anything other than hello, as they said goodbye.

The Second bully whom was the worst was a guy named Brian, he was tall goodlooking and a cross breed between a punk and jock. The biggest asshole I had ever come across in 17 years. When I was 23 I livedin Silve Lake four doors down from a leather bar called Cuffs, it's gone now. Yet it was notoriously cruisey. and gys went for one reason only and it wasn;t the fucking beer.
I was confident in my body, my sense of self and whom I was becoming. When whom should walk in but Brian. No girlfriend in wife beater and jeans. Me I had already started to accumulate a number of tattoos and hod on my "Beef Is Best" baseball cap, it was my lucky cap. Low and behold as I played pinball in the corner. Brian crusied me, and yeah I wanted to always sleep with Brian and he made his oh we were kids obligitory apollogy with little effort and sincerity. Brian asked my back to his, as he was in town for the weekend and visiting family. Brian was in the Service and on leave, was a father of one and just come out of the closet three years before. all I could remember was just how vicious and cruel his spite was for me and with little or no reason. He took me to a hotel on Sunset where he was staying with his rented car. We smoked weed and fucked most of the night. I was beautiful man and not that great in bed. Actually, kinda shit. More of a three pump chump, and I spent an hour and a half trying to revives this guys boner after a few beers. Then I fucked him and it came back. He passed out and I got dressed and grabbed my leather jacket that just hapened to have a sharpie in the pocket. When I was 23 I had a leather choker that was a crucifix that turned into a mini pocket knife. I still have it today.

Well My horns immediately came to sprout. and I popped the tires of the fucking car cutting the palm o my hand doing so. Then proceeded to write the words "Faggot", "Bitch" "Cocksucker" and the big finnish "Pencil Dick" all over the car. In hindsight when I did it it was almost as I was that same kid in high school. I didn't feel like the me I knew. I fucking legged it for bloks up Sunset Blvd at 6am and jumped a buss back to my house. I never saw him again, but I fet fucking good, I felt better and I could put "It" to rest. I was now in the brain of Brian whom gave me hell and then I actually fucked. Revenge is better than Christmas. Do I regret defacing a insured car. NO, He had it coming and I will say that he raved about my cock sucking skills. So as long as I heard that and knew it, I will be in his psyche He will remeber that night and me calling him oout as the portraying shithead, closeted asshole he was.

In the long run most stuff seems hard now, but it becomes irrelevant. Your Friends will change and you will have your back up against a whole new set of problems. Different troubles and situations. Yes, it's hard but so fucking worth it. Although I am nammed Henry Hate, I do feel love and am glad with the way things truned out. A young kid should never feel alone and if any one whom reads this feels the need to talk, vent or just share. I promise this, I will listen and answer you back. That I promise.
You you are no different than that dork ass kid whom thinks he's cooler than you. The moron whom uses fear as a weapon to pin you under their thumb. The only difference is they identify your strength and that makes them uncomfortable. It's tought to accept yourself as your young cause you have frustration and hope, it is a scary time but a thrilling one. So hang in there and seek help:
www.suicide.org
The Trevor Project
www.youth-suicide.com
www.papyrus-uk.org
www.itgetsbetterproject.com
This is for you all, and know that I love you.
Henry Hate

Songs of the Moment!

2010-10-18T14:01:00.000-07:00

Karen Elson
The Ghost Walks- I love this as it is in the same vein as Tom Waits "Blood Money", Nick Cave's "Murder Ballads". baroque country Check it out!

Shellac
Steady As She Goes- I love this fucking band and I am a sucker for a mean bass riff to a pounding beat! And they rip, Can't wait to see them come New Years with Sonic Youth. Bring It!

Aimee Mann
Save Me- A mantra of mine at the moment, from myself, from the paper tigers in my head. Just a lovely song.

Ministry
So What- Takes me back to my days in Hollywood and the rush of feeling young and reckless.

FCKH8!

2010-10-18T13:43:00.001-07:00

I know that some people crave that certain words only belong to small segregated group of people and the meaning is then supposed to have a serious weight behind it, because the said group claim ownership of said word. Fuck that, I used to piss off my former assistant when ever I said the word "NIGGER". My partner points out that although I know the difference between a black person, and a negro skinned person, I do not equate them as "Niggers". No to me a nigger is nothing more than a parasite whose looking for a free ride and a social parasite whom would rather use your own resources, than build their actual own. Someone who's just a user and very ignorant in their approach. Basically a dumb ass, but to me nigger does not equal black or ghetto.

So the word marriage is up in a heap of controversy, when I think that the word is nothing more than a word. The context of marriage to me is over used, because If I were to think of the catholic church verifying this as a sacred institution. Coming from a bunch of kid fuckers whom try and cock block my relationship as with those whom are extreme right, I would pass. Yet I am happy that me and my partner are legally acknowledged as legal partners and if I dare type it "married" we made the vow for better or worse". I still don't care what another person thinks about my union, cause it's none of their business. And if she, wanna be a freak and sell it on the weekend, it ain't none of your business. If we get passed the nuts and bolts it's pretty much the same damn thing no matter how you break it down in the mechanics of the actual machine. So get over it and kick some shit up

Parle Vue Francais!

2010-10-11T02:04:00.000-07:00

Banking On The Simpson's

2010-10-11T02:00:00.000-07:00

Banksy has been given the honour to direct the opening sequence of the couch gag for the Simpsons, and all though I have always thought that some of the were genious, this kind of pokes fun of the very network whom air they show. Did I like it, absolutely, yet I thought it was just a little to grimm in some spots, but over all I give it a thumbs up. The ever present humour is there and the satorical nature of Banksy is present, yet I was surprised that it was given a go by the network. What you think.

Sorrento Sole Mio!

2010-10-11T00:31:00.000-07:00

Capri

This was worth the Five Euro i gave this guy. Priceless.
On route to the top of Capri, I loved this photo..

Our Driver and Licensed bodyguard, Mother fucker drove fast! Oh yeah he actually showed me his badge, hot!

The local talent, Although I can't run around sucking up locale Colour, I still look at the menu, Ice Ice Baby!

Me Leaving a bath house for the very first time ever and not having my dick sucked. As If!

In Pompei

In Pompei

Travelling is something I love doing, howevere I am not a fan of the actuall process of travel its self. Getting up at god awful hours to get to the airport only to be asked silly questions that are purely based on ignorance and paranoia. What is the point of asking me at 4:00 am, "did I pack my suitcase myself." "Oh no, I let some poor bastard from the middle east do it for me, if you please." Going to Sorrento i will say was fucking lovely, and it rocked. I can never understand when people travel somewhere and don't engage in the people and the culture. I mean why travel to italy and only order a hamburger, as to what some silly american did at a cafe. How rude. i was faced with different Americans whom complained about trivial stuff which I found was odd. They acted as if the world was really flat. Swimming in warm mediterranean sea water and being with my one and only sans the pooch, was a lifetime high. The food was AMAZING and will have a new respect for pizza and suaces as I tried to bribe the guy at our local whose wife made ass kicking pizza. It was her momma's recipe and she would rather die than give to a tattooed american. Touche, I can respect that. i immersed myself into the food art and tried to speak, at least order in itallian, but it was my ability to know spanish that helped me converse with the people. whom over all I liked. I will say this be prepared to seriously spend coin on FOOD, 12 euro for 2 eggs, I was seriously thinking a Niggah Pah-lease was in order when the bill came and my ass wasn't even in Capri. Italians will squeeze you like an olive, grape and lemon for every last euro you got. Yet i paid with a smile. except for the eggs.

What Not To Do During A Tattoo!

2010-09-28T17:19:00.000-07:00

Watching this, you have two morons one whos, just going through the bullshit attention seeking behavior and a tattoo artist whom is really not working with the customer. I will be the first to admit that when dealing with these people it is a test of wills that will only stunt your growth, shorten your life span and by all means get on your last gay nerve. Seriously it is a test of wills not to throttle the person, but the first thing to do it make them comfortable.

1.) Be honest and work with your client.
2.) tell them to have some form of sugar, or natural sweet protien and or carbs. Nuts and a soft drink work.
Women respond well to Chupa Chips Lollys and Chocolate.
3.) Alert your customer to breath and work with them in quich successions
, it does no good to hold them down.
4.) No Gum
5.) Prasie the client when they are doing well and let them have a break when needed.
After all they are paying for it. Let them know the clock is ticking and ain't nothing going on but the
mother fucking rent. So Chop Chop.
6.) If you customer has faith in you and your avenue of communication is good then your half way through this
battle. It takes two to tango, one to lead and the other to follow, and by all means remain professional.
Don't scar the bitch cause you hold a grudge cause she's acting like a blue ribbon cunt at the county fair.

Loy And Ford

2010-09-25T07:21:00.000-07:00

Recently I was came into contact with a old boyfriend of mine whom I had a brief fling, flung, flew relationship with. In the salad days we had dreams to do stuff but money and connections were just a minor obstacle next to the giant that was ambition. So now my crazy ex german ex Frank is a much coveted clothing designer for the celebrity set. I remember Frank and Stephan working on the ideas of a collection in the late nineties when I met them. Frank was loud brash and very funny and extremely german, with a a cool dog named Officer. II tattooed alot on Frank, much to his insistence and my wanting to get the shit down.

Loy And Ford are a supreme force to reckon with creating sometime one of a kind clothing that goes against the grain of mass prodiced cack. Modern, contemporary and ultimately cool. The clothing is structured to German tailoring of the highest order. I can see Frank in the designs, as I can see Stephepn whom is the more grounded and quieter of the duo. Yet I tip my hat of to the german dudes and fucking good on them. Check out there blog and say hello.

Ready For My Close Up!

2010-09-25T06:53:00.000-07:00

The lovely swan that is Pippa Brooks came up with a idea that is genius. Screen tests reminiscant of the bygone Warhol days. Asa teenager I was obssessed with the whole Warhol Factory and thought it was truly where I wanted to be. Combining music. art, style, sex, drugs and rock n roll, it had all the ingredients to make a 15 year old dizzy with excitement and a middle age woman cowar in fear. Pippa simply films to see what happens and with the digital age comes a shorter time span. Everyone used to be famous for 15 minutes, but as shit heads get stupider and more impatient things have changed. Now it's a simple 15 seconds where you can be famous. You might even say that Mr. Warhol himself is the true originater of the Old School YOU TUBE! Still Pippa has filmed the likes of musician Patrick Wolf, Mark Eley Of Eley Kishimoto, Pam Hogg, so asking me to be grouped with such an esteemed group was in instant no brainer.

You might want to swing by and see her goods on dispay at Mr. Goldstien

My Sentiments, EXACTLY!

2010-09-21T06:40:00.000-07:00

Get Your Manties In a Twist

2010-09-21T01:39:00.000-07:00

I am given things of all sorts, gifts and props galore. At times it's good to be Henry Hate. The very delicious Honey Manko brought a little offering into the shop the other day and loved them when I saw them immediately. I will be having them in the shop. When I'd shown them to customers, both men & women twy too loved them. Guys went crazy for them. So if you get the chance swing by the shop and get your knickers int he twist. Price will be made available soon as we iron out how many i can get my hands on more. Manko is a renaissance firce of nature and a really cool chick. Her partner Jason Atomic and her often colaborate on work together often, check his work out too.

Don't Ask, Don't Tell...

2010-09-18T02:02:00.000-07:00

I served as a soldier in the armed forces and i quickly never really took to authority. I mean I tried, but it was like fucking teflon, the shit would not stick. I was demoted once cause of some bullshit regulation, and they knew that I was just virtually elsewhere than on planet Super Soldier America. I had fun in the service, and was given a cetificate of honorable discharge when I left, however I came to found out that when the DADT law came into effect, my discharge was lowerd to a dishonorable discharge, when I served 2 years of America and it's bullshit policies in the armed forces. To me the words Military and Intelligence just don't go together. What the Army used me for was to make artwork for the mess halls of Fort Stewart. While my commanding sargeant, he would take the credit for the finished works and the bitch didn't have a artistic bone in his fucking body. He was a bigger kiss ass and cocksucker than I ever was, and the bitch is straight. So at the tender age of 19 it dawned on my that this just wasn't for me as I knew there was a bigger world and a better fish to catch than wearing the same outfit day in day out. So I chose to leave.

Although I don't believe in the standard practices of the military, i do believe my time served served me well and it was a definate character builder. My mom said I left a boy and came back an asshole. When she said that I was happy. Fot the U.S. government to thinnk there are no gays in the military is an understatement. I mean Under their DADT law, they would loose a large anoutn of soldiers, that would probably re-instate the Draft. Yet, I do believe that is every persons decision ultimately to make if they want to serve the country. After all, it is there American right, isn't it? How dare a country state that they don't mind you serving the country and placing your life at risk, and then deny you the basic rights that are granted to the next guy whom just happens to be straight. LIke I said I split, and it was my own choice, but I wasn't going to live in a place wher they promise the land of the free, cause it isn't. america thinks it is, but in reality it truly isn't.. Sure you can make anything of your self in the states, and it is by far a land of oppurtunity, yes. Yet if it were truly free, the country wouldn't have the issues it has now and it's views with gays. I have to say though, being in the service I did service many american soldiers.. Oh yeah, it always left a smile on my face cause that was when I felt I was truly serving my country.

My Rib Piece!

2010-09-16T03:05:00.000-07:00

I have been working on this tattoo of mine for a while now, 2 years to be exact. Nowhere finished. Ichi is very meticulous and his pace to get the results he wants shows, so I leave it to him and his artistry. He is in my shop for another 3 weeks before he takes off for Germany and tattoos there. I have one more session with him before he leaves. With my own busy schedule of clients I find it hard to squeeze an appointment in.

Check it out.

Pope This and Pope That!

2010-09-16T02:50:00.000-07:00

As the pope Benedictine number 6539 is coming to Britain by invitation from what's her face the Queen and some other guy. And my partner has views on the matter! And to fucking right! There is a protest to show the Papal one what people think of those child fucking, and pompous self serving, sanctimonious, assholes. If you can watch this and then decide. Then tell me if you think that the apology he is to give on the behalf of the catholic church, when it's a day late and a dollar short, I do believe a Hookah Pah-Lease is in order. I was raised Catholic but I am not deeply religious and if there is a hell I am pretty sure they way I live would make me go to hell. So If I go to hell, I am gonna go with the fucking led off and a picnic basket. So bring it. I wanna make a "Death 2 The Honky Lips Church", Banksy got nothing on me.