NUG – the concept is fuck you, yes you from fame festival on Vimeo.
Well I’m glad they got their concept down because, yes, fuck you too.
I could care less about the defacement of the location, what’s sad is the absolute waste of paint.









NUG – the concept is fuck you, yes you from fame festival on Vimeo.
Well I’m glad they got their concept down because, yes, fuck you too.
I could care less about the defacement of the location, what’s sad is the absolute waste of paint.
Rolling graffiti pieces, smoking walls with styles
http://tagbomb2.ltvsquad.com/DisplayPage/ID/32/Sec/Gallery/
Yup, it’s a tagbomb gallery, featuring photos from about this time, last summer.
This is basically the kickoff of Montreal week here on LTV. We’ll also be setting live two location updates from our quick easy breezy collection of Montreal spots. These are locations so simple even a UER member could hit them!
Montreal in the summer. For some really strange reason the whole town was bogged down in a thick damp blanket of humidity. Rains poured down with zero notice, as the skies stuck in a gray cloud of moisture inducing madness.
Getting out and about to shoot graffiti was an occasional challenge, fortunately though, there was plenty of it. Montreal’s just smart enough to have many awesome permission walls and ghetto enough to have many forgotten edges around town where tags and throwys are easy found and/or created.
The year was 1990, and AIR GZ was a queens terrorists.
AIR seemed to come out of nowhere. You woke up one day, took the train to school, and there he was, dominating suicide spots all over Queens Plaza. These were spots involved climbing along beams high above the streets, out in the open where any cop could roll by and spot what you’re up to. You’d have to be a crazy motherfucker to hit most of these, and that is what AIR did.
And if that wasn’t enough, AIR beefed with other top notch writers, waging open warfare on anyone that went near any of the non-suicide spots he hit. You’d go by one day, and there’d be a BISE throwy, or maybe a quick SEUS piece. Next day, there’d be air throwys all over it. Battles would go back and forth for a long while. His mantra of ‘You Can’t Win’ struck fear in the hears of toys who dared not cross AIR’s path.
Just as suddenly as AIR came along, he was gone. For 20 years though, his suicide spot domination reigned supreme along the N / 7 Queens … [ read more ]
It looks like some kid got his hands on a dollar can of paint and stretched that shit to the limit. This is great stuff. Other tags around town were equally awesome, such as ‘Fuck Authority” ‘Kill the pope’, etc.