San Diego Comic Con Preview Night has OPENED! We are at Booth #1806 and starting tomorrow morning, when doors open, we will have this new Scott C. Ghostbusters Giclee print. They are only out of 225 and are $50 each. They look AWESOME! Come check out the booth, we have almost every Ghostbusters print made!

San Diego Comic Con Preview Night has OPENED! We are at Booth #1806 and starting tomorrow morning, when doors open, we will have this new Scott C. Ghostbusters Giclee print. They are only out of 225 and are $50 each. They look AWESOME! Come check out the booth, we have almost every Ghostbusters print made!

We worked with Paramount Pictures, Pizza Hut and artist Scott Derby on a great #TMNT Comic Con project!! Learn more here:
http://goo.gl/AABL9f

We worked with Paramount Pictures, Pizza Hut and artist Scott Derby on a great #TMNT Comic Con project!! Learn more here:
http://goo.gl/AABL9f

image by Logan Fitzpatrick
When I was a teenager I had a parakeet named Fernando. He was named after the superstar Los Angeles Dodger pitcher of Hispanic descent, Fernando Valenzuela, one of my favorite baseball players at the time. I got the pet from my Grandfather, a large man from Iowa, burly in size and muscle, who in the most endearing, almost Tuesdays With Morrie way, raised these fragile birds in his work room. I hand picked Fernando, a white petite parakeet who made the cutest noise when I was choosing. Fernando was one of my first pets, and still one of my favorites.
A few years in, Fernando seemed to have some health issues. His energy was at an all-time low and he stopped eating all together. I also noticed he had some sort of growth on his head, and it seemed to be getting larger by the day. We immediately took him to the vet, who let us know that Fernando had a brain tumor. His quality of life would only get worse, so he suggested we put Fernando down. I cried and cried, but my Mom agreed and that was the last time I saw Fernando, but sadly, not the last time I saw brain tumors.
A few years ago, when the doctor informed me I had three on my midbrain, an inoperable spot smack dab in the middle of my head, I remembered Fernando. I knew I had more of an immune system than my little flying friend, but I only knew this diagnosis as a death sentence because of him. I assumed eventually a growth would appear on top of my noggin, like a built in dunce cap, and then I would die. Just like the bird. I knew so little about brain tumors and, in turn, so little about my future. 
The reason the tumors were detected is even sadder than the story of my first pet. I had a ringing in my ear that wouldn’t go away, so I visited a doctor after hours searching WebMD and deciding I was going to die. He assured me that I wasn’t (yet), and shot me up with cortisone. That made the ringing disappear quickly. But since my doctor knew I couldn’t say no to a deal, he set me up with an MRI, because the ringing would allow insurance to pay for it. He explained that it’s important to have your brain scanned, so we can have the results for any future issues, god forbid they appear. Like the before and after pictures you see in Jenny Craig commercials, but for your brain. I didn’t see any harm in saving a few bucks on a procedure, so I went for it. When he called me 5 days later in a somber tone saying I had to go in, I immediately regretted using that coupon.
Fernando or not, I’m doing really well now. Over the past 4 years, the tumors haven’t grown or multiplied. I get them checked every few months, because if anything scary is detected, I’ll be sent in for chemotherapy and radiation, then my blog would get REAL exciting. I’ve learned a whole lot about brain tumors, symptoms to look for and steps to take to get checked - and I try and share them as much as I can with people.
When fellow podcaster Bryan Bishop (known as Bald Bryan from the Adam Carolla Show) reached out to me about our similarities in life, which included brain tumors, I couldn’t have been more excited to hear about the work he was doing with the National Brain Tumor Society. His experiences with the affliction has been more intense than mine, and has turned his story into a NY Times best-seller. He’s been a real inspiration for me. He also brought me on-board as a Committee member for the Society’s annual Brain Tumor Walk and I’m thrilled to be raising money for the event. 
The Los Angeles Brian Tumor Walk is on August 24th at Exposition Park here in LA, and we’re raising money for awareness and research. The work that this charity is doing is so impressive, especially as someone who sat and cried for weeks thinking that I had to immediately figure out what was going on my tombstone when I left the Dr’s office (btw it “Zsa Zsa Gabor outlived me”). There are options and treatments and prevention. So many things you should know about, especially since everyone has someone in their life who has battled, or is battling, brain tumors. With the way the world is going, with air pollution and burning hot cell phones placed directly on your brain, we should probably learn more. It can’t hurt. Sorry to scare you.
So here’s the thing: I’m mostly joking about how Phil Collins ruined Hook or baiting Tom Hanks’ kid into a rap battle on Twitter, I know this. But I’m asking you, give money to this cause. Especially if you’re a fan of our podcast. We never ask for dough, so I’m asking for it now. All you have to do, NO MATTER THE AMOUNT YOU CAN GIVE, is go to this site:
http://events.braintumor.org/tr-search-results/
…and type in “Team Jensen” under Donate To Participant or Team. Listen, I picked the name before I realized it sounded like we’re all on Wild N’ Crazy Kids together. So, let it slide. Then just click “Donate To Me,” and you can leave WHATEVER you want. It’s tax deductible and it leaves you good karma. That’s a fact.
I never thought I would be in that doctor’s office being told I had brain tumors. It just seemed so impossible. I showed no symptoms or reasons to even think it was in the cards. And now I’m surrounded by an amazing support system of doctors, friends, and now this charity filled other patients and caregivers. Let’s make sure others can have these things. Please try your hardest to donate. Also don’t get a parakeet for a pet. They don’t stop chirping and it’s kind of annoying.

image by Logan Fitzpatrick

When I was a teenager I had a parakeet named Fernando. He was named after the superstar Los Angeles Dodger pitcher of Hispanic descent, Fernando Valenzuela, one of my favorite baseball players at the time. I got the pet from my Grandfather, a large man from Iowa, burly in size and muscle, who in the most endearing, almost Tuesdays With Morrie way, raised these fragile birds in his work room. I hand picked Fernando, a white petite parakeet who made the cutest noise when I was choosing. Fernando was one of my first pets, and still one of my favorites.

A few years in, Fernando seemed to have some health issues. His energy was at an all-time low and he stopped eating all together. I also noticed he had some sort of growth on his head, and it seemed to be getting larger by the day. We immediately took him to the vet, who let us know that Fernando had a brain tumor. His quality of life would only get worse, so he suggested we put Fernando down. I cried and cried, but my Mom agreed and that was the last time I saw Fernando, but sadly, not the last time I saw brain tumors.

A few years ago, when the doctor informed me I had three on my midbrain, an inoperable spot smack dab in the middle of my head, I remembered Fernando. I knew I had more of an immune system than my little flying friend, but I only knew this diagnosis as a death sentence because of him. I assumed eventually a growth would appear on top of my noggin, like a built in dunce cap, and then I would die. Just like the bird. I knew so little about brain tumors and, in turn, so little about my future. 

The reason the tumors were detected is even sadder than the story of my first pet. I had a ringing in my ear that wouldn’t go away, so I visited a doctor after hours searching WebMD and deciding I was going to die. He assured me that I wasn’t (yet), and shot me up with cortisone. That made the ringing disappear quickly. But since my doctor knew I couldn’t say no to a deal, he set me up with an MRI, because the ringing would allow insurance to pay for it. He explained that it’s important to have your brain scanned, so we can have the results for any future issues, god forbid they appear. Like the before and after pictures you see in Jenny Craig commercials, but for your brain. I didn’t see any harm in saving a few bucks on a procedure, so I went for it. When he called me 5 days later in a somber tone saying I had to go in, I immediately regretted using that coupon.

Fernando or not, I’m doing really well now. Over the past 4 years, the tumors haven’t grown or multiplied. I get them checked every few months, because if anything scary is detected, I’ll be sent in for chemotherapy and radiation, then my blog would get REAL exciting. I’ve learned a whole lot about brain tumors, symptoms to look for and steps to take to get checked - and I try and share them as much as I can with people.

When fellow podcaster Bryan Bishop (known as Bald Bryan from the Adam Carolla Show) reached out to me about our similarities in life, which included brain tumors, I couldn’t have been more excited to hear about the work he was doing with the National Brain Tumor Society. His experiences with the affliction has been more intense than mine, and has turned his story into a NY Times best-seller. He’s been a real inspiration for me. He also brought me on-board as a Committee member for the Society’s annual Brain Tumor Walk and I’m thrilled to be raising money for the event. 

The Los Angeles Brian Tumor Walk is on August 24th at Exposition Park here in LA, and we’re raising money for awareness and research. The work that this charity is doing is so impressive, especially as someone who sat and cried for weeks thinking that I had to immediately figure out what was going on my tombstone when I left the Dr’s office (btw it “Zsa Zsa Gabor outlived me”). There are options and treatments and prevention. So many things you should know about, especially since everyone has someone in their life who has battled, or is battling, brain tumors. With the way the world is going, with air pollution and burning hot cell phones placed directly on your brain, we should probably learn more. It can’t hurt. Sorry to scare you.

So here’s the thing: I’m mostly joking about how Phil Collins ruined Hook or baiting Tom Hanks’ kid into a rap battle on Twitter, I know this. But I’m asking you, give money to this cause. Especially if you’re a fan of our podcast. We never ask for dough, so I’m asking for it now. All you have to do, NO MATTER THE AMOUNT YOU CAN GIVE, is go to this site:

http://events.braintumor.org/tr-search-results/

…and type in “Team Jensen” under Donate To Participant or Team. Listen, I picked the name before I realized it sounded like we’re all on Wild N’ Crazy Kids together. So, let it slide. Then just click “Donate To Me,” and you can leave WHATEVER you want. It’s tax deductible and it leaves you good karma. That’s a fact.

I never thought I would be in that doctor’s office being told I had brain tumors. It just seemed so impossible. I showed no symptoms or reasons to even think it was in the cards. And now I’m surrounded by an amazing support system of doctors, friends, and now this charity filled other patients and caregivers. Let’s make sure others can have these things. Please try your hardest to donate. Also don’t get a parakeet for a pet. They don’t stop chirping and it’s kind of annoying.

As the firestorm of outrage behind radio personality Anthony Cumia’s recent racist rant on Twitter and his subsequent firing from SiriusXM radio has appropriately found it’s way onto everyone’s front page, I was surprised that a lot of his past incidents highlighted involve radio stunts. Anthony and his on-air partner Opie have gotten in trouble before for typical shock jock promotional antics, like encouraging fans to have sex in the most public and taboo of places (a church is what forced them into temporary unemployment there) and reporting a local politician died, even though he hadn’t, confusing his own family. Those are hacky and questionably offensive, but honestly, that’s what shock radio is. You decide whether you want to listen with your dial.
Now Gawker has done a great job (you can read that here) chronicling a lot of what I’ve found on my own, but I think after some research, it goes a bit deeper. As Anthony continues to claim his Twitter statements, which he’s now erased completely, were about his “assaulters,” not black people in general, I have come to the conclusion that since 2008 he had been (somewhat) secretly sending his listeners to a despicable supremacist website called N*ggermania.com. The website is even more disgusting than its own domain name. Every post is worse than the next, comparing black people to animals and the mentally challenged, with most threads ending with fantasized violence against the whole race. Anthony had been regularly mentioning the website on his satellite radio show, subtly calling it “that other website,” “N-mania.com” or “Blackmania.com,” especially during Obama’s 2008 Presidential campaign. It even made the show’s sidekick Jim Norton once call it “Anthony’s homepage.” These mentions, mixed in with overtly racist incidents, like when Anthony called a caller who was an Obama supporter “a (sound effect) lover” or when he went on a 47-minute tirade about eugenics or when he supported George Zimmerman and cited black-on-black crime rates and opinions, that were word for word found on N*ggermania.com, give you a pretty clear picture of what Anthony Cumia is.
To further support Anthony’s secret support of N*ggermania.com, he is seen browsing their homepage during the opening of his at-home UStream after show, Live From The Compound.


On this show, free from even satellite radio’s confines, the n-word was thrown around frequently and his true racist views were regularly expressed. As if you needed more support, here are user posts from the site’s message board detailing the relationship between Anthony and the website, including many who were sent there from his mentions.













The way shock radio works mostly, is that each personality gets fired, then over time, their behavior is forgotten and they find another job. As Anthony continues to shape his defense, claiming that nothing he said was racist, and that he himself was the victim, I hope any future employer can look a bit closer at what was really happening, even if it was below the surface.

As the firestorm of outrage behind radio personality Anthony Cumia’s recent racist rant on Twitter and his subsequent firing from SiriusXM radio has appropriately found it’s way onto everyone’s front page, I was surprised that a lot of his past incidents highlighted involve radio stunts. Anthony and his on-air partner Opie have gotten in trouble before for typical shock jock promotional antics, like encouraging fans to have sex in the most public and taboo of places (a church is what forced them into temporary unemployment there) and reporting a local politician died, even though he hadn’t, confusing his own family. Those are hacky and questionably offensive, but honestly, that’s what shock radio is. You decide whether you want to listen with your dial.

Now Gawker has done a great job (you can read that here) chronicling a lot of what I’ve found on my own, but I think after some research, it goes a bit deeper. As Anthony continues to claim his Twitter statements, which he’s now erased completely, were about his “assaulters,” not black people in general, I have come to the conclusion that since 2008 he had been (somewhat) secretly sending his listeners to a despicable supremacist website called N*ggermania.com. The website is even more disgusting than its own domain name. Every post is worse than the next, comparing black people to animals and the mentally challenged, with most threads ending with fantasized violence against the whole race. Anthony had been regularly mentioning the website on his satellite radio show, subtly calling it “that other website,” “N-mania.com” or “Blackmania.com,” especially during Obama’s 2008 Presidential campaign. It even made the show’s sidekick Jim Norton once call it “Anthony’s homepage.” These mentions, mixed in with overtly racist incidents, like when Anthony called a caller who was an Obama supporter “a (sound effect) lover” or when he went on a 47-minute tirade about eugenics or when he supported George Zimmerman and cited black-on-black crime rates and opinions, that were word for word found on N*ggermania.com, give you a pretty clear picture of what Anthony Cumia is.

To further support Anthony’s secret support of N*ggermania.com, he is seen browsing their homepage during the opening of his at-home UStream after show, Live From The Compound.

On this show, free from even satellite radio’s confines, the n-word was thrown around frequently and his true racist views were regularly expressed. As if you needed more support, here are user posts from the site’s message board detailing the relationship between Anthony and the website, including many who were sent there from his mentions.

The way shock radio works mostly, is that each personality gets fired, then over time, their behavior is forgotten and they find another job. As Anthony continues to shape his defense, claiming that nothing he said was racist, and that he himself was the victim, I hope any future employer can look a bit closer at what was really happening, even if it was below the surface.

In preparation for Father’s Day, I wrote about how years after my dad died a random Las Vegas bank called me to inform me of a secret safe deposit box he opened in my name. I then traveled, alone, to open it. Thank you to Hello Giggles for publishing it. This story means a ton to me, so I hope you can read and enjoy it.

http://hellogiggles.com/found-dad-left-safe-deposit-box-las-vegas-years-died

In preparation for Father’s Day, I wrote about how years after my dad died a random Las Vegas bank called me to inform me of a secret safe deposit box he opened in my name. I then traveled, alone, to open it. Thank you to Hello Giggles for publishing it. This story means a ton to me, so I hope you can read and enjoy it.


http://hellogiggles.com/found-dad-left-safe-deposit-box-las-vegas-years-died

A few years ago I was diagnosed with 3 inoperable brain tumors on my midbrain, and it’s basically as f*cked up as it sounds. It’s the spot on your brain that controls involuntary actions, like walking or sneezing or pee’ing, so JUST THE CRAZIEST SHIT YOU DO. And they can’t touch it to remove them, or test them for cancer - cause it’s too risky. Since the moment they initially noticed these with an MRI, I’ve had to have things like a spinal tap and annual scans to make sure they haven’t grown or multiplied - cause that would be the moment of “OH SHIT, HAVE YOU WATCHED THE WIRE? CAUSE IF NOT, YOU SHOULD DO IT FAST.”
I’m very thankful that no growth has been recorded, but I still live with the fear that everyday I could wake up with symptoms and I’d need chemotherapy and/or radiation for immediate treatment. And keep this in mind - I’m one of the lucky ones.
This year, through friend Bryan Bishop, I became a committee member for the Los Angeles Brain Tumor Walk, held through the very inspiring National Brain Tumor Society. I’ve really always wanted to help raise awareness for brain tumors, especially since we live in a world where KFC makes a sandwich with fried (sort of) chicken as the bread and radiating cell phones are put against our heads every few minutes. In short, we don’t know what kind of effects these things will have on our complex brains. No one knows. Not even Oprah.
THIS SUNDAY, 1-3 PM, we are holding a Kick-Off event for the Walk at my art gallery on Melrose (G1988 West at 7308 Melrose). Eventually I will hit you up for money and stuff, but for now, maybe you too can be involved in a more direct way if you’re in Los Angeles. Come by and get free Bludso’s BBQ (which should be enough to get your lazy ass there alone) and learn about how you can be a sponsor, have your own team or join someone else’s (MY) team. Also, just learn more about brain tumors in general. I wish I would have.
The actual walk is in August, but for now just come hang out with me. You can RSVP by emailing sfernandez@braintumor.org. To be honest, I only joined to get an email at braintumor.org. Almost there, guys!
Hope to see you Sunday! I’ll be the one with the brain tumors.

A few years ago I was diagnosed with 3 inoperable brain tumors on my midbrain, and it’s basically as f*cked up as it sounds. It’s the spot on your brain that controls involuntary actions, like walking or sneezing or pee’ing, so JUST THE CRAZIEST SHIT YOU DO. And they can’t touch it to remove them, or test them for cancer - cause it’s too risky. Since the moment they initially noticed these with an MRI, I’ve had to have things like a spinal tap and annual scans to make sure they haven’t grown or multiplied - cause that would be the moment of “OH SHIT, HAVE YOU WATCHED THE WIRE? CAUSE IF NOT, YOU SHOULD DO IT FAST.”

I’m very thankful that no growth has been recorded, but I still live with the fear that everyday I could wake up with symptoms and I’d need chemotherapy and/or radiation for immediate treatment. And keep this in mind - I’m one of the lucky ones.

This year, through friend Bryan Bishop, I became a committee member for the Los Angeles Brain Tumor Walk, held through the very inspiring National Brain Tumor Society. I’ve really always wanted to help raise awareness for brain tumors, especially since we live in a world where KFC makes a sandwich with fried (sort of) chicken as the bread and radiating cell phones are put against our heads every few minutes. In short, we don’t know what kind of effects these things will have on our complex brains. No one knows. Not even Oprah.

THIS SUNDAY, 1-3 PM, we are holding a Kick-Off event for the Walk at my art gallery on Melrose (G1988 West at 7308 Melrose). Eventually I will hit you up for money and stuff, but for now, maybe you too can be involved in a more direct way if you’re in Los Angeles. Come by and get free Bludso’s BBQ (which should be enough to get your lazy ass there alone) and learn about how you can be a sponsor, have your own team or join someone else’s (MY) team. Also, just learn more about brain tumors in general. I wish I would have.

The actual walk is in August, but for now just come hang out with me. You can RSVP by emailing sfernandez@braintumor.org. To be honest, I only joined to get an email at braintumor.org. Almost there, guys!

Hope to see you Sunday! I’ll be the one with the brain tumors.

It’s been quite a long time since I was a rapper. Over a decade to be exact. About a year ago, I recorded a song for the LA Clippers at the request of in-arena DJ Dense, but without going into too much crazy detail, that was more personal and not really a return to my early 2000’s career as Interscope recording artist Hot Karl. It would take a whole lot to ever get me to do that.
And by a whole lot I mean Nova Rockafeller. After starting to manage her over a year ago, we have all been working tirelessly on new music. I’m in love with the music she’s making and have usually ignored any request she had to return to my roots on her music. When Justin Warfield, a producer who worked on my old music and also Nova’s new stuff, decided to flip Harvey Danger for a remix to her new song “1990’s,” I couldn’t resist the temptation.
And here it is - the remix of Nova Rockafeller’s “1990’s,” produced by Justin Warfield, and featuring Hot Karl.
http://magneticmag.com/2014/05/premiere-nova-rockafellers-1990s-justin-warfield-remix/

It’s been quite a long time since I was a rapper. Over a decade to be exact. About a year ago, I recorded a song for the LA Clippers at the request of in-arena DJ Dense, but without going into too much crazy detail, that was more personal and not really a return to my early 2000’s career as Interscope recording artist Hot Karl. It would take a whole lot to ever get me to do that.

And by a whole lot I mean Nova Rockafeller. After starting to manage her over a year ago, we have all been working tirelessly on new music. I’m in love with the music she’s making and have usually ignored any request she had to return to my roots on her music. When Justin Warfield, a producer who worked on my old music and also Nova’s new stuff, decided to flip Harvey Danger for a remix to her new song “1990’s,” I couldn’t resist the temptation.

And here it is - the remix of Nova Rockafeller’s “1990’s,” produced by Justin Warfield, and featuring Hot Karl.

http://magneticmag.com/2014/05/premiere-nova-rockafellers-1990s-justin-warfield-remix/

Your boy Yung Lenox will be at G1988 (West) this coming Thursday, May 8th, to open his first West Coast solo show, “LA’S MOST WANTED.” Come say hi to the 7-year-old prodigy who has been featured on Good Morning America, Buzzfeed, Huffington Post and Complex. His album cover inspired works will be available as both originals and prints.
Join us for this special engagement show, and thanks to our friends at LRG Clothing for sponsoring the exhibit! The reception is May 8th, from 7-10 PM at G1988 (West).

Your boy Yung Lenox will be at G1988 (West) this coming Thursday, May 8th, to open his first West Coast solo show, “LA’S MOST WANTED.” Come say hi to the 7-year-old prodigy who has been featured on Good Morning America, Buzzfeed, Huffington Post and Complex. His album cover inspired works will be available as both originals and prints.

Join us for this special engagement show, and thanks to our friends at LRG Clothing for sponsoring the exhibit! The reception is May 8th, from 7-10 PM at G1988 (West).

FRIENDS! Tomorrow night, myself and Dan Levy throw our monthly show at the NerdMelt Theater in Hollywood! At 7 PM, we will interview Bo Burnham, Owen Benjamin and Riki Lindhome - then bring out a small child and speak to her like all children should be spoke to - like a god damn adult. The show is always hilarious and unbelievable and tomorrow will be no different. IF I’M GOING TO MISS THE START OF THE CLIPPERS GAME, SO WILL YOU.
Buy discounted tickets here: https://www.nerdmeltla.com/tickets2/index.php?event_id=877

FRIENDS! Tomorrow night, myself and Dan Levy throw our monthly show at the NerdMelt Theater in Hollywood! At 7 PM, we will interview Bo Burnham, Owen Benjamin and Riki Lindhome - then bring out a small child and speak to her like all children should be spoke to - like a god damn adult. The show is always hilarious and unbelievable and tomorrow will be no different. IF I’M GOING TO MISS THE START OF THE CLIPPERS GAME, SO WILL YOU.


Buy discounted tickets here: 
https://www.nerdmeltla.com/tickets2/index.php?event_id=877

This past weekend we opened “Rap Quotes,” a solo show from street artist Jay Shells at our East Gallery1988 location in LA. I’ve talked about it a lot recently, so I’ll just sum up his magic by saying, he creates fake street signs with his favorite location-based rap lyrics on them - then he installs them at that exact location / intersection. Like this - 

And for the first time ever, thanks to our friends at LRG Clothing, Jay is offering the signs, and photos of the signs in their surroundings, to the public. It’s pretty awesome. If you’re a hip-hop fan, and can go “Ohhhhhhh shit!” to his most obscure ones, then this may be your favorite art exhibit ever. From Jay Z to Schoolboy Q to Diamond D to Ladybug Mecca - it runs the gamut. 

Check out the whole show here - http://nineteeneightyeight.com/collections/jay-shells-rap-quotes

And if you’re in LA, swing by 7021 Melrose by May 17th and see the exhibit in person. More information at gallery1988.com.

Come to this, LA.

g1988:

Gallery1988 and LRG Clothing is proud to announce it’s newest exhibit, the first Rap Signs show from NY artist Jay Shells. Jay’s street art has been featured on The Huffington Post, Complex, Vice in the LA Times, by the Associated Press and 100’s of other media outlets. He picks his favorite hip-hop lyrics that mention street intersections, produces them as official street signs, then places them at the referenced location. If you don’t know about Jay’s prolific work, check out the video above.

And for the first time ever, Jay Shells will take his Rap Signs to an art gallery. They will available for purchase, in addition to photos of the signs in their artistically placed surroundings. Presented by Gallery1988 and our friends at LRG, Jay will be displaying 100 rap signs, both new and old, one wall for East Coast, and the other for the West Coast. 

We are also excited to announce that rapper Murs, whose lyrics are quoted by Jay for the project, will be hosting our opening reception at G1988 (East) on Friday night from 7-10 PM. We will also have a DJ playing featured songs. This is a show you will not want to miss. And if you keep your eyes open this week in Los Angeles, you may just see signs all over the city! There is NO RSVP needed to visit this exhibit. This show will run through May 17th.

We’re about to begin what is easily the most production heavy and secretive project my gallery has ever put together. Over a year ago we started working with Sony Pictures to celebrate the 30th Anniversary of Ghostbusters with a traveling art show, and tonight we kick it all off in New York City with an opening reception. The show features over 100 pieces of art inspired by the classic film, 4 collaborative shirts with some of my favorite clothing lines and even a 7 foot sculpture of Slimer being trapped. It’s epic, especially for a super fan like myself.

In addition to the opening reception tonight at 69 Leonard St. from 7-10 PM tonight, we also will be releasing small quantities of select prints online, and that starts now. You can purchase the directly above Mark Englert screenprint, “The Flowers Are Still Standing,” which glows in the dark, as it JUST went on sale here:

http://shop.ghostbusters30th.com/products/mark-englert

This is the first of many releases, so stay tuned to our Twitter, Facebook or main home page for all the info you need moving forward.

Listen, this traveling exhibit is a big deal. As a kid, I dressed as a Ghostbuster for Halloween. My mom made a proton pack out of a shoebox and lightswitch. There’s even a 30-year-old living room music video I made my mom record of me lip synching the Ray Parker Jr. theme song. I LOVED, and LOVE, this movie. It is an honor to tribute it after 3 decades of standing the test of time. I hope you can celebrate with me at any of the stops. And New York, let’s cross the streams this week.

Ghostbusters30th.com

Hot Karl - Spaced Invaders

There’s a lot in my early songs that sounds weird to me. Being 19 years old, sort of thrown into this radio contest where I’m quickly being talked about all over LA, but still studying every night for my USC tests, made for a weird experience. The one thing I realize quickest when listening to songs from my early demo, like this week’s #HotKarlWednesday pick Spaced Invaders, is my voice. When I first started, and for most of my Roll Call run, I seem to be using a weird Rodney Dangerfield twang. A little deeper. A little more pulling at my collar saying “No respect.” It also made for a lot of deep breaths and rushing through lyrics. Once I started to actually make an album, I fell more into my natural voice, which in the end could’ve been my downfall, as it also sounded like the guy who Stan idolized.

Spaced Invaders is more of a creative writing project than a rap song. Most of my life, since elementary school at least, I had been writing essays, somewhat comical and around 3-5 minutes long. When I wanted to do a story rap, I wanted it to be different than anything than had ever been recorded before. And I made this one so weird, we usually didn’t even play it when meeting with labels. I guess we just never knew how to introduce the “gets abducted by aliens, only to be raped and released song” to executives. I guess I was just happy no one could predict what was going to happen.

We’d perform this song live a bunch and have our friend Daniel “Fitz” Fitzgibbons come out in green tighty whiteys, plastic intergalactic hands and an alien mask to stalk me, until the sexual assault was actually recreated on stage. We did it at a University of Arizona frat party and it went over like a screening of Beaches at a kegger. I still loved it. 

This seems like a terrible mix, and it has some of those classic pops that show up in a lot of my early 2000’s stuff now, but it gets the idea across. “Where is David Duchovny now?” makes me laugh still. This is a really rare song in the forgettable HK library, but it really did happen. 

Another week, another #HotKarlWednesday. Oh, and I repurchased hotkarl.com and just directed here. So, life is a flat circle.

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NEW YORK CITY - My art gallery has travelled to your town, in collaboration with Sony Pictures, to celebrate the 30th Anniversary of one of the greatest films of ALL-TIME, Ghostbusters.

THIS SATURDAY NIGHT, we open up a traveling art show, with original paintings, limited edition prints, sculptures and apparel - AND IT IS EPIC. You’re the first stop, so you have to represent and come say hi.

The gallery is at 69 Leonard St, near the famous firehouse from the film. The opening reception is from 7-10 PM. We will be open every day through April 26th from 11-7 PM. We’ve even teamed up with Johnny Cupcake, Rebel8, LRG and Homage to make Ghostbusters shirts that are soooooo good.

More details can be found here - http://g1988.tumblr.com/post/82724173383/this-saturday-night-gallery1988-will-begin-its

Busting makes me feel good.

Hot Karl - Dear Natalie Portman (Skit)

When I was in elementary school I was cast as a featured extra in a music video for the band Cutting Crew. It was for the song, “I’ve Been In Love Before,” a painfully underrated slow song from the 80’s that I can still rock if a shuffle brings it onto my iPhone. Now you know Cutting Crew for a totally different song: the mega-smash “I Just Died (In Your Arms Tonight).” It was the band’s first US release, and it hit #1 almost immediately. The song in which I was participating in the video for was to be their follow-up. The truth is, it never made a splash, and stateside we never really heard from the band again.

At the video shoot I remember talking to the lead singer, Nick, about their success and he seemed anything but excited. He explained that the outright explosion that was their first song is a “kiss of death.” He said that “I Just Died (In Your Arms Tonight)” was something they came up with in 10 minutes, and were terrified because of that. He warned me, and predicted his own downfall, but saying “Watch what you make for fun, it may just be the thing people remember.”

I recorded “Dear Natalie Portman” while drunk at Matty’s house. We had just made a deal with the clothing company FiveFour (then run out of a USC dorm room, now a million dollar company) to print up mix CDs of my Interscope music illegally to distribute amongst fans who had been waiting patiently for new songs. I figured I needed some intermissions/skits, so I went to Matt’s house to just record us talking on a 4-track he had. An hour later, and a bunch of beers in, we convinced Amir, his roommate and extremely talented guitar player, to just come in a play a riff. Matty then hit buttons on a drum machine he had no idea how to operate. With that “beat,” I wrote a weird, graphic love song to actress Natalie Portman, way before she became a humor rap muse on SNL. It took maybe 3 minutes to write, which isn’t very shocking once you hear it. We put it on the CD as an interlude, and assumed people would just skip it. Instead, they gravitated towards it.

I think I get more people reminding of this interlude than any other song I ever wrote (with the NBA Live song maybe in a dead heat). It’s just so dumb and I am so intoxicated. Recently, rapper, and all-around good guy, OnCue admitted to being a Hot Karl fan in the past. He asked our mutual friend Shelby Fero to request a copy of “Dear Natalie Portman” from me, since he couldn’t find his file. Although I never hit #1 (or even #6001) with it, it’s begun to feel like my “I Just Died (In Your Arms Tonight)”, and I’ve grown to be OK with it. Again, I only have shitty audio of this, because I just can’t find a fresh copy, so that’s what OnCue got. Maybe if I went digging in storage I could do better, but for now this is what we will live with. 

I was once told Natalie Portman heard this while in college. I guess an HK fan played it for her at a party. Although I could never confirm that, I’m happy to pretend it’s true. Don’t judge me on this, but let’s still celebrate it. It’s #HotKarlWednesday. See you again next week.

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Formerly known as the Interscope-signed rapper Hot Karl, writer Jensen Karp owns LA's Gallery1988, hosts a podcast and loves the 1989 Tom Hanks vehicle, "The Burbs." You can follow him @JensenClan88.

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