Sunday, July 5, 2009

GEAR 4 SALE! Pt. Deux











All shown below are best offer.

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Classic BW 10.5
Air Max 95 11.5
SB Blazer Low 11
Air Terra Humara 10.5
Air Stab 11
Air Max 90 Leather 10.5
Air Tailwind 92 10.5
Dunk High 10.5
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contact: instaticww@gmail.com for offer information. These are all practically new or lightly worn and are a chance to cop up quickly and inexpensively.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Jay-Z - D.O.A.

No doubt by now you've heard Jay-Z's new song Death of Autotune (and ringtone) rap. I don't think this will alter the rap game too much, but it does bring up a point that the use of Autotunes and focus on Ringtone sales has become played out. Rap music seems to evolve quicker than those who promote the artists and work at the labels. Let's hope Jay-Z's song is a premonition of things to come, because we (the fans) are looking for the next thing.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Book Suggestion: You're Very Beautiful

You know I follow photographers making waves in the scene and this book is no exception. From two photographers and friends, Domenic Palermo and Matthew Gallagher a real life photography project entitled, "You're Very Beautiful" is scheduled to release soon. Pre-order yours today. Click here for You're Very Beautiful Dot Com.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

The Boys in Black

"This I tell you brother, you can't have one without the other..ask the local gentry and they will say it's ele-mentary, try, try, try to separate them it's an illusion, try, try, try and you will only come to this conclusion. "





decided against posting the mugshots of Delaware police officers who committed crimes over the past year and a half.


The Boys in Blue



Here's to those that dedicate their service to the pursuit of teenagers with paint and too much time on their hands. Keeping the streets safe so our citizens can sleep at night!
Shit, even I gotta admit they're doing a good job.











Sunday, April 12, 2009

Delaware's War on Graffiti continues....

There's been more and more arrests. Some that they have not put on the news because more than likely those kids are either minors and there couldn't be enough information disclosed or the kids are snitching. Either way I don't care.

Here's one of the more famous ones. Take it easy.




Peace!

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

SLEPT ON AND STEPPED ON

PHARRELL PLEASE GIVE THIS GUY THE ATTENTION HE NEEDS. VERY UNDER RATED.

Roscoe P. Coldchain - Myspace

There will be blood mixtape - Download Here!

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

AR-AB Radio Session

Thursday, October 30, 2008

PHILLIES WON THE WORLD SERIES.

Sorry, I've never been a real fan of baseball and when I was it was either the late80s Yankees or the Mets.
But last night was a bunch of fun, check out this video link posted on SW.



Congratulations Phils. Lemme get started on Issue 3.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Joe Biden is Obama's VP!


So here it is.

Barack Obama has selected Joe Biden, the senator from Delaware as his Vice President.




Delaware stand up. Getting on the map day by day, so if you don't have a felony go out and vote.

Release Hatred

We all looked up to him. He was, without a doubt, our leader. It was a mutual feeling though, because in a way I think he looked up to us too. There was a constant give and take. But from early on I always realized that I was the only one that could see through it.

We weren't any type of organization or organized group. We definitely weren't a gang or any other crime related group. We were just a bunch of people trying to make it out. Well, I wouldn't say make it out… we were just trying to find our niche in this fucked up world. It was more of a reaction than an action.

Just like any other random cluster of people we had our spokesperson. It just felt like this guy knew everything. He knew when to fight and when to let things go. He always had an answer. We were the innocent and he was the experienced. We were the naïve and he was the jaded. We were the weak and he was the strong teaching us to be strong. We broke our backs for that wisdom. And we were breaking our backs to have that type of wisdom. We would have, without a doubt, went to war with this man.

I guess one day he got sick of the way things were and decided to just leave. He called us together and told us it was time to go. There was a unanimous decision to follow him. So they all left in search of something better.

I decided to stay because I was the only one that could see. They were blind to the fact that he was blind. They were not wise enough to put the pieces together. I had learned just enough to know. His house didn't have windows… he had no reason to ever look outside or look inside or look anywhere because it was all black.

The literal blind was leading the figurative blind.

I earned his respect because I stayed and I knew that he knew that I would succeed and he knew that I knew that he would succeed.

The rest of them went down faster than a cheap hooker.

WW
Note from William Wallace to anyone reading: Change can only come from within. If you are unhappy with the way bombing is in Delaware, then you have to be a part of the change. For every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. Read that twice. As much as you would rather live in Philly or New York or wherever because "they're on that real shit"... guess what, you don't, and until you do, you have to be a part of this movement or you have to get off your message board and stop complaining. Pay attention to what is around you. Don't write this off yet. The Glam Life and Glory Days are on some real shit. And not just some real graff shit, some real shit period. If this was pure graff would I even have an audience? Fuck no. So generate interest, just because your boy isn't hittin a blackbook doesn't mean he can't be up on this. Photographers, writers, poets, musicians, anyone with a voice and a message should get involved somehow.
What I'm saying is... Stand up Delaware. Raise your hand. Be proud of where you are from. Read between the lines. Keep searching. Never stop pushing. Never stand still. Make moves. Know when to whisper and know when to yell. Stop hating. Be real. This isn't a movement. This is YOUR movement.
If anyone wants to hit me back, go ahead... instaticww@gmail.com... if not, thats cool, I'm gonna keep pushing because my voice will be heard.
Be easy.
William Wallace

Saturday, August 9, 2008

Bernie Mac Died Today.

We lost another great one.



RIP Bernie Mac.

visual history lesson














let's just say, toys wrote on the grave wall..
(not the grave wall^^)



with the explosion of all this garbage vandalism that's appearing lately, i get upset that the graffiti in Delaware ain't like it was. graffiti used to be so good.

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obodyimportant.

Saturday, August 2, 2008

New Clipse / Re Up Gang Leaked!!

Download it Here!!


Nah Homies.....we got it for cheap, ya dig?

Monday, July 28, 2008

Increase the Peace!


burn em down.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

going for the 6's and 7's

All that man ever did was read the paper.

For some reason we felt it necessary to insult him every time we walked through what we called Apprentice Park.

I don't know why we called him names. I guess we just thought he was the crazy old guy and it didn't bother him.

We walked down there about twice a week. In between or after our classes in the city. The park was at the end of Market Street and if you looked over the railing you saw 16th street right under you and across 16th was the Brandywine Creek.

One day I wandered down to Apprentice Park by myself and I saw the old man sitting on his usual bench reading the paper. I sat down next to him and I said, "listen, I just wanted to apologize for yelling at you all those times. It was stupid and immature, you deserve more respect than that. I'm sorry."

He looked at me and said, "you're apology doesn't hold its weight in water."

So I said back, "walk to the creek with me."

For some reason he did. He followed me down to the water's edge. I started walking into the water. Luckily for me, there was a spot ten feet deep just to my right. We were completely underwater now. We had become dense enough to stay at the bottom.

I said to him, "does it hold its weight in water now?"

He didn't say anything to me. He pulled out a lighter, set the paper on fire, and disappeared.

Shout-outs to the coolest vegetable.

- Your third favorite story teller, William Wallace

Friday, July 11, 2008

Get familiar.