Piel De Pueblo

I usually don't go in for rock music in different languages. Its not that I really care all that much what they are saying, it just sounds off. Spanish sounds frantic, french sounds off-beat...ya know? But this recent find off Chris is fire. I'm obviously not sure what he is saying, but I assume it is something along the lines of "when you're deep in the heart of rape valley, Tom Mahoney ain't never gonna save you. His black heart is infinitely black and stinks of fried plastic and tar love. Kindle your foie gras in the river of shameful bestiality. Mountain goats, in the heat flame, guide me to the domed terrace of sainthood."
Shit, that is what I would say if I was an Argentinian psych rocker in the 70s. Chris goes off yet again. Dig the GNR post a few below too for anyone who though Chris was a snobby cynic and hater. I never did...



Piel De Pueblo "Silencion Para Un Pueblo Dormido" Mediafire

This Is Why Some People Aren't SupposedTo Interact with Others in Polite Society

Dear Matthew,

Yesterday you published a blog on Myspace.com making
statements about our recent business together.

I find the statements untrue and unfair. In addition the blog contains
direct attacks on my character, which I believe are intended
to adversely reflect my fitness to conduct my trade as a professional
disk jockey.

You also made your intentions to defame my character
clear in a text to me containing the words, "I'm bad mouthing
your bitch ass all over net".

Furthermore you may or may not have made slanderous
comments about me on public radio station KXLU, the extent
of which will be determined once the transcript of the show
has been received from the radio station.

I believe your conduct outlined above to be legally defamatory
and I am meeting with a legal representative this week to assist
in the matter.

Please immediately remove the offending blog, and any other
potentially defamatory internet postings, and replace with an
apology for the defamatory remarks.

Your failure to correct erroneous and false statements and
their repetition after notice of their falsehood constitutes
further publication of libel. It also further confirms your
malicious intent to hinder profits of my disk jockey business.

You must cease and desist from tortious interference and making
false and malicious comments about me. You are advised to cease
contacting me with harassing phone calls and text messages.
Please govern yourself accordingly.

Please note complying with my request to remove the offending
article(s) and publish an apology does not constitute an offer
from myself to cease any legal proceeding against you.

Sincerely,
FUCKING LUNATIC WANNA-BE DJ WHO SPELLS "DISC" WRONG


Hit me up at my myspace and I'll add you so you can see this inflammatory blog. In case anyone else forgot, I'm STILL IN LAW SCHOOL!

We're Coming For You

That's right, we're out to getchoo!

http://www.mediafire.com/?zoniryrzdnn

KXLU with Bianca

Yo so I guess its kinda...or i guess way too late, but I am currently DJ-ing on KXLU with Bianca. Right this minute. Tune to 88.9 kxlu or hit up their website.

Model Ryan

Ok so I linked this in the last posting but I really want to ensure (or is it insure? man, i'm supposed to be a friggin dual major in english and writing. wow!) that everybody who comes through djtomhanks.com gets to behold the wonder that is...RYAN CURRY! AKA MODEL RYAN!



I don't think he could look like more of a sissy if he tried. Seriously. Well, I guess technically, he is trying to look this way but still: dude looks ridiculous. To be fair, this was a couple years ago. And it definitely seems like the 90s lasted until 2005 sometimes. Ya know? Curry looks mad 1999 in this shit. Just so I don't piss off my homey more than I care to, here's a look at Ryan and you.

A lesson in fairness:

In addition to having multiple fan clubs (one of which, I'm told, used to have real-life straight girls in it), Ryan Curry...


Knows more about baseball than you. Or anyone you know for that matter.
Banged Paris Hilton more times than you. Or...at all.
Explained the difference between Williamsburg, Brooklyn and Williamsburg, Virginia more than you can imagine.
Drove a souped-up Subaru down the Jersey turnpike at speeds you could only imagine. So basically, faster than you.
German Suplex-ed Tom Mahoney. Twice.
Passed out in his own Mohawk vomit on St. Marks once a week until he was 19.

So although you could probably beat the hell out of Model Ryan in Fantasy Football,
I'd say he earned the right to look like a complete and total pussy all over youtube. Not to mention runways all over the world. Holla Curry!

DJ Tom Hanks Takes a Break from Law School Finals for a Preview of..."Poundtown: The Mix" with MP3s from Parts & Labor, King Crimson, and More

Ok, I'm not going to spend more time than necessary blathering on and trying to sound pseudo about the new mix I'm working on for Footsie's. Here's the summary: Last week, I dropped off my mixes at a bar in northern Los Angeles called Footsie's. Although I don't hang there too often, I certainly make plans to do so often. Shit, the current and former door guys are homies of mine. But for some reason, I get sidetracked and end up eating Thai food or watching ESPN with Model Ryan. Much like I'm doing now...
So I dropped off the mixes and had a little convo with the manager about getting some Hanks action up in there. I told him "Listen man, I'm not gonna talk your ear off about some bullshit and wait til you're confused enough to book me. I'm gonna make this simple: You...Need...More...Hanks...in your life! Plain and simple. Now I'm gonna bounce because I have places to go and whatnot. But take these cds and I'll wait for your call. Oh, yeah...I know that all black one is kinda ravey but trust me: I am a punk rock kid and I'm gonna smack this crowd in the face with some good olde-timey-rocke-rolle. Trust me, you'll see. Hollatyaboy!"
And then I left. A few days later, me and my homey Camerin Kelly were talking about how awesome Jerusalem is and how weirdo rock from the 60s and 70s is next big ish in music snob lifestyles. Scenesters already beat the crap out of post-punk and now the cool guys need another easily-mastered genre that lets them get all knowledgeable in a matter of days. And then it dawned on me: not only does Footsie's need some more Hanks in their life, they need more psych rock too.



I told Camerin (from now on, exclusively referred to as the motherfucking one and only DJ 'RON!) and he goes "Shit, those dudes need more prog too man. Lots of it."
"Shit," I said. "You're right. Those motherfuckers need all that weird shit. You know, the shit that the cool kids were into when losers were into Zeppelin and the Who. Dude, we're doing it yo. We're doing a night at Footsie's where we play weirdo, obscure rock tunes from the 70s that no one has ever heard of but wishes they had."
"I'd go to that night."
"Fuck yeah man. I'd fuckin own that night. For real, we're gonna change lives and shit."
"Yeah...I think LA could get into this. I really do."
"Yo...fuck man! Seriously, we go off Ron. We go the fuck off! Hanks and Ron! For real, we're those motherfuckers that go off. People are gonna walk by us and start saying that shit: 'Ah damn, there go Hanks and Ron...they're those motherfuckers that go off.' For real dude. Fuck! I'm psyched. I'm psyched about psych. Lemme email this dude right now."
So I hit him up and he called me back the other day and now...well now we're making POUNDTOWN: THE MIX! Moth-er Fuck-er!

OK, so due to the strict Trademark laws in the High Sierra territories, one of these tracks is not on the mix...first person to get it right gets drink tickets on opening night! And obviously, look out for the finished mix in the next few days. Holla! (all files on mediafire then ysi)

Parts & Labor "Little Ones" mp3 mediafire
ysi

The Poppy Family "There's No Blood in Bone" mp3 mediafire
ysi

King Crimson "Easy Money" mp3 mediafire
ysi





BROUGHT TO YOU BY RAPE VALLEY RECORDS
I'm still on imeem and iLike if you guys get bored

In Case Anyone Forgot, the Phillies Won the Motherfucking World Series!

I don't think it ever really set it: we won the world series. My squad finally sealed the deal and won it all. I have a championship team. Chase and Cole and Ryan and Myers and Shane and the rest of the most likable team in baseball are the champions of the whole goddamn world. And I still don't think I know what it feels like to be on top of the world. I always thought I'd have this year long euphoria and feeling that everything is right in the world. But now that I think about it, the feeling is more like a general sense of completion. Like the satisfaction you get after crossing something off a checklist: content, but the feeling is temporary and fleeting.
Maybe this has to do with my horrible night of "celebration" (so annoyed by the choice of companions at Cam's house that I gave myself a rash) (I'm not kidding...the shit hasn't even completely gone away. I was that annoyed by those motherfuckers.) Or maybe I just haven't been around enough Philly fans. I know one thing: the whole 46 hr rain delay did not ruin my series. I know all the media d-bags get off on being able to pigeonhole this series for the whole rain delay incident and act like it somehow ruined our victory. Fuck that noise: if anything, it only made the victory sweeter. Even Bud Selig and his bullshit maneuvering ("ok, tie game...time for the rain delay" - ARE YOU KIDDING ME?) couldn't thwart our steamroller pummeling of the Rays.

We're the shit. Seriously, no one could touch us last year and I knew we had the series locked up since the first playoff game in Milwaukee. In 2007, I knew we weren't getting past the first round. And this year, I knew the series was ours the whole way. Even after the bullshit analysts and sports writers started acting like we would forget how to play ball for 2.3 games because someone tried to screw us. They obviously don't know about Philly: we thrive on getting screwed.


So I don't have mixed feelings about the victory for the city and team (longest drought of any city with all four franchises is officially over!) even though baseball may want me to. I just wish i could be reminded of how badass my team is all day every day. But for now, I'll just have to content myself on the simple fact that when I find time to watch a couple highlights, tears of joy start leaking out my eyes and I remember cutting class to watch the Phils give it to Joe Buck and the rest of the irrational Philly haters out there. And I'm certainly holding out hope that finally getting back east in a few weeks will cement this feeling for the next 10 months.

Oh and one more thing: Fuck yeah we know how to riot! Seriously, I'd of been severely disappointed if we hadn't gone ape-shit on Broad Street like we did.

Phillies World Series Champion Riot Oct08 2008 -

P.S. Joe Buck can eat a fat dick.

Jay-Z and Santogold Video. DJ Tom Hanks Signs Up For Imeem and iLike.

Hey yo...check out my multi-tasking: Hanks, in the third person, signed up for iLike and Imeem during the studying (law school, right). And to celebrate how on-point and touching the whole affair is, I'm throwing up Imeem's "single of the second" without even watching it. I mean, how could you go wrong with Jigga and Santi rapping over a Kanye Beat?
And while I'm not sure what you might be able to ascertain from more pages of data about Hanks, here they are:

DJ Tom Hanks on imeem


DJ Tom Hanks on iLike


a jawn is?

NINJASONIK "Art School Girls" Video

just thought i'd show you that not all the songs are about ill-fitting pants. some are just about art school girls.
staybad motherfucker. 12/5 temporary spaces. ninjasonik/japanther