
Forrest Armstrong is from Boston. He is the author of The Deadheart Shelters and makes hip hop under the name Gasoline Monk. He basically lives off of Cocoa Pebbles. His art has been compared to Dante and Milton (what?) and a lot more of his mental energy goes to stupid nonsensical things that don’t exist than real life things. Like brushing teeth and shit. If you ask him right now the prettiest thing he can imagine is if you cracked open a chestnut, egg or a lemon and a bluebird flew out.
Me and Brandon have been friends for a while now and it is my real pleasure to share his new mix tape, Dislocated Joints. We mixed a few drinks, smoke a bit of herb and this is what fell out of our heads-
Oh, yeah, Get all his Mix Tapes for free here.interview for HST Here . com




"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.




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