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Corn Dogs, Fashion, Puke, and Rap: Camp Flog Gnaw 2018
Rob Shepyer
November 13, 2018
Los Angeles’ fashionable youth came out in full force to see the hip hop lineup of the year at Dodger Stadium for Tyler, The Creator’s annual Camp Flog Gnaw. Call it a camp but it’s more of a concert carnival with every sort of fanfare and confection you’d find at a state fair. Slushees, corn dogs, donuts, topsy-turvy rides, every kind of fatty fair food, games, and even post-mates bicyclists to fetch you whatever your lazy ass desires. related content: Camp Flog Gnaw 2015: Beats, Beefs, And Building Your Brand Camp Flog Gnaw 2018 sold out in less than an hour and afterward, ticket prices skyrocketed into the thousands. With numerous millennials paying for their tickets off their rich parents’ dollar, there was something undeniably youthful and nihilistic about the crowd and how hard they’d party. On my way there, plenty of Ubers and Lyfts had to stop off the side of Vin Scully Avenue to let their passengers puke out the window. The puke didn’t end there, the various coasters people launched their bodies on only dispelled more wet, looney lung butter out their vulnerable gutty-wuts. Would the hype live up to the music, though? Was Camp Flog Gnaw
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It’s Better Than Drake: Kanye West Becomes Filler at FYF Fest
Janky Smooth Central Command
August 22, 2015
As you may have heard, Frank Ocean is no longer playing FYF. None other than the gawd, Yeezus, has filled the spot. My fervor for the church of Yeezus is well documented. Yet, I feel cheated by this turn of events. My malevolence is as much a shock to me as to many of my friends, “But you love Kanye,” they say, “Remember when you fell through the roof because you were jumping, singing “Touch The Sky” at that party?” They ask. “OMG, when Kanye came out with the Weeknd at Coachella? You were crying!” They remind. Do I love and have I done those things? Yes. Very much yes. But it doesn’t change how I feel. Am I over Kanye West? I don’t think so. I think it might just have to do with redundancy. A word I never thought would survive on a page discussing Kanye. (The fact that I wrote it and lightening hasn’t turned me to dust reminds me of the first time I texted a friend on the Sabbath) But, yea, it feels played out. “Kanye West: Have Mic, Will Headline.” “Need to add a price surge to your event? Hire Kanye West!” “It’s hard
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