Photos & Text by Charles Nickles Life is weird and awful and wondrous and if I had a nickel for every time I wished I could just find a way to die without having to rationalize the crass grandiloquence of suicide I’d be comfortable enough to not give a fuck
Text & Photos: Charles Nickles Did I tell you that I work with two metalheads now? Because I totally work with two metalheads now and that’s fucking awesome because: Metalheads are fucking awesome I can finally mention bands I’ve seen or am planning to see without sounding like a Lovecraftian
Text and Photos by Charles Nickles aka Kidswinging This morning I went to the gastroenterologist and after some very deliberate poking and prying learned that I was in urgent need of a colonoscopy because the pain in my ass is an enigma that requires two days of fasting, 64
All photos and text by Charles Nickles I was just trying to have some civil piss-off discourse with a friend, the other day, about all the idiots and infidels that populate our industry and she curbed that shit right quick. “CHARLESON,” she wrote “come to Sunnyvale for a show tomorrow
Photos & Text by Charles Nickles Sometimes, you’ve got to kick it with the nihilists. Throw that Judeo-Christian compass straight into the trash and burn it for the billions (dead and gone and on-and-on) succumbed to it’s foul entrapment shouting “TO FUCK WITH THE MORALITIES OF FEAR! I AM BECOMING!
Text & Photos: Charles Nickles Man, I wish I could just get high but I can’t. Like AT ALL. And when I say that, I don’t mean to come off like one of those triple bock drunks who just LOVE to go on about how Bud is, basically, water. “I