About Us
-Will Rogers (1879 – 1935)
Welcome to Wreck The Tape Deck! We’re a chronicle of the wonderful and the magnificent in and about metropolitan Los Angeles, New York, and on occasion the vast wasteland between. We’re a Pandora’s Box of awesome for your eyes and your ears, so come back again and again for tasty audio snacks, offensively pleasing visual artistry and sexy photos of sexy people. Feel free to hit us up at info at wreckthetapedeck dot com for more specific information, questions, thoughts, or concerns. Advertising on WTTD is welcome and, in fact, it is encouraged, so please email us for more information.
TINT:
what can you say about TINT? women love TINT, men really love TINT (edit: just happen to have good taste in fashion is all), and he also does like web design or something i don’t know i haven’t really paid much attention to a word that’s come out of his mouth… his pretty, pretty mouth.
TINT is seven foot eight of pure, lean bristling war machine. born in the back alley of a soup kitchen on the wrong side of town, TINTothy fought his way long and hard through the mean streets of Des Moines, Iowa before making it big (get it?) on the midget porn scene. not as star, but as writer, director and producer. and fluffer. and grip. key grip, actually.
he’s the cream in his own coffee, and he likes it black. which is also the way that he prefers his souls.
he’s murdered a man. seriously. : o (
but he’s also got a sensitive side, an unabashed love of dance, and the heart of a poet. (he carved it out of the guy he murdered.)
ringleader, renegade, rebel, rabble rouser… ringworm… no matter how much i alliterate, it just doesn’t seem to cut it. TINT’s future is bright. so bright as a great orator once said, that he has to wear shades. and that part is true… (so is the pretty mouth part. and the midget porn. most of it is spot on, to tell the truth. but especially the pretty mouth part. (edit: my mouth actually has a large scar on it from a fishing accident and I have a set of razor sharp teeth.) while empires crumble, and the seasons turn, TINT is growing up just a little. and soon he’ll be a man…
soon… he’ll be a man…
-jesus satan
follow the white rabbit...
ignorant masses:
“Wow, there’s an underground nude-interpretive-punk-dance-troupe performing in a quaint, back-alley bordello tonight? Weird. Where’d you hear about that?”
hipster swine:
“jesus satan told me. Idiot.”
jesus satan abides. and he has one rule: Shit. Happens. …and I’m gonna be here to tell you about that shit. (More of a code than a rule actually, but he never was the sharpest blade in the torture machine)
Fun facts:
JS solves all problems with violence
JS drinks a tall glass of chilled vodka with breakfast everyday except Sunday. Sunday is the lord’s day…so on that day he drinks blood.
JS once woke up in a freighter on the Black Sea. By once I mean seven times. And by Black Sea, I mean death.
JS is an avid Lionel-train collector. The real ones, not the toys.
As an unpaid intern to Dr. Kevorkian in the mid 90s, JS was overcome by boredom and moved to Los Angeles to add some sparkle to his life, and sparkle he does.
JS was launched into the world of blogging when he realized the Los Angeleno public needed him. They needed to be told what to do, where to go and who to listen to. Similar to the way Batman was launched onto the streets of Gotham, except very different. Batman’s parents were gunned down, jesus satan ate his parents in what he calls a “legal-guardians-kabob” (He still recounts this story often with unbridled joy). Also Batman fights crime and he doesn’t have a blog, as far as I know, although he’s probably on Twitter.
Since then, JS has taken off like a flaming bat out of hell. Emphasis on flaming, bat and hell.
-TINT
Le Precoce Feroce:
My favorite Spongebob character is Plankton.
I have a crush on the FreeCreditReport.com boy.
I like to play with fire.
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