FOUL. OC HXC.

Yo, I’m Marco or Baba whatever y’all wanna call me, but I play drums in Foul. My brothers showed me everything I know about music. They both play in their own bands & don’t get along for reasons, but both of them really have impacted my life.

SWEET DREAMS, DEAD MEMORIES – MI VIDA LOCA by Jessica Edith Cerda.

Initially, this piece was brainstormed the last week of July 2023 and the pencil didn’t hit the paper till July 28 all the way till August 24, a little under a month of very well-used hours to get this pieced and framed, ready in time. I loved creating this piece and the emotions and memories that came with illustrating sweet dreams, dead memories.

MY DISPARITY REVEALS ITSELF IN SOLIDARITY WHEN IT WASN’T ALWAYS SO.

Being third generation, a lot of culture has been lost. My family already started speaking English by the time I was born. I have family in Mexico that I only hear stories about. I don’t know if I’ll ever even be able to meet them because my grandparents are gone now. I never got names down, never got locations down. You don’t think about those things when you’re a kid.

Working Class Jackets.

Dead Relatives first print issue release show featuring Smother, Bloom, Fracture and Andrea (@crythengrind). Taken at The Smell DTLA on Minolta Freedom with Ildord Delta.

None of us come from a place of privilege. It wasn’t an easy thing for our parents, especially when we were teenagers, to just give us money to go do music or support us. They didn’t have money like that either. So even though it’s me on stage, I wouldn’t be there if it wasn’t… Continue reading Working Class Jackets.

CRYTHENGRIND ON 909.

I felt stuck in Rialto. Stepping out I would see mountains stretching around my head, wrapping the city like the rim of a bowl. I would sit outside & wait for a flood to come & drown everything out… freeways, cars, planes, screaming, arguments, dogs, helicopters… I’ve had the opportunity to work with photographers from all over Southern California, & every time I meet someone genuinely talented & unique, I ask myself: Why does the culture assume talent can only come from big cities?