Summer Jamz 2014 – Snakehips


Soooo, I realize I haven’t posted anything here since like June. I can’t be that mad though, I was just out enjoying my summer! At least I have a lot of stuff to talk about for the next few weeks.

My summer this year, has been amazing so far. I went to visit some friends in Calgary, a couple music festivals, and a mini road trip, but those stories will have to wait. To soundtrack my adventures, I found myself mostly listening to tunes by the production duo Snakehips. I can’t really find out much more info about them besides the fact that they’re from London and their names are Ollie and James.

The Snakehips vibe is chill, groovy and totally danceable. Listening to their music, you’ll recognize some 90′s Hip-Hop instrumental cues layered with an infectious dance beat and contemporary vocals to make their songs sound somewhat nostalgic, but completely new at the same time.

We have just about a month of this gorgeous Vancouver summer weather left. Go outside and vibe out to some of these tunes with people you love.


Sleepless in Singledom

Sleepless in Singledom

I’m gonna admit something here: I’ve been single for the better part of the past 4 years. It wasn’t really a conscious choice or anything, it just kinda happened, as most things do.

It’s not like I haven’t been trying to hang out with guys or whatever, because I have. I’m just waiting for that feeling. You know, that fluttery feeling you get when you see your person. Like how you feel when you catch a whiff of the hood of your sweater, and you can smell them. Because the last time you were together your hood tucked under his chin, because he’s taller than you, and some of his cologne rubbed off. It smells like campfire, and musk, and pine needles, and him. So you tuck your head into your hood to smell him again. To remember the last time you hung out together. You instantly feel so happy, and thought of, and cared about.

I’m not complaining though, at least that wasn’t my intention. You could say i’m just being self aware. Yeah, sometimes I get a bit lonely. All I really want is to hang out with someone, late at night, listening to music. That’s it.

Then I remember my friends. My close friends, my far friends, my new friends, my old friends, and I don’t feel so bummed anymore.




Whether you’re a rave kid or not, it doesn’t really matter. Anyone can experience PLUR.

I used to rave when I was younger, before I really got into “clubbing.” I’m talking about massive raves though like, Dooms Night, Spooky, IMF, Solid, Insomnia and Fusion Dreams. Like glowsticks everywhere, modrobe pants and, “candy” bracelet raves. I used to obsess over Yoji Biomehanika and Tiesto back when he only played trance. I felt an emotional connection to the music, but not in a drug induced way because I never did any of the drugs. It was the purest form of PLUR for me.

You know that feeling you get when you hear a song that truly lifts your heart? Like when you’re listening to a song and all you want to do is close your eyes, wave your arms and just jump around or whatever? As if listening to that song forever will bring you all the love and happiness you could ever need in life? To me, that’s PLUR.

Below are some of my favourite past and present PLUR tracks of all time. Send me some of your favs?


Costa Rica 2014

Costa Rica 2014

Hahahaha a whole month without one blog post. OOPS. Ok so i’ve been back from Costa Rica for about 2 weeks now; thats not too long ago really. I’m not that mad.

My trip to Costa Rica was full of a lot of firsts. My first time travelling out of North America by myself. My first time staying in a hostel. The first time I realized how horrible my (lack of) Spanish skills are. After a nightmare of flights into Costa Rica, I had to take a 5 hour bus ride from San Jose to Tamarindo. I arrived at my hostel around 10pm and immediately went to bed. Exhausted from over 24 hours of travelling.

The next few days there were good vibes all around. Beaching, building sand castles, meeting new people, surfing every day, dancing, sharing stories, watching the sunset and eating. I started to feel a bit restless after a couple days though; always feeling the need to move, to see more, to do more.

Tamarindo Sunset

I decided it’d be a good idea to rent a car and drive up to Monteverde one morning to check out the cloud rainforest nature reserve. After getting behind the wheel of my little all-wheel drive whip and plugging in my own music, I instantly felt more fulfilled and happy.


Most of the roads in Costa Rica are decent, but the higher you go into the Monteverde mountains the more rocky and bumpy they get. Driving through the modest towns perched on the side of the mountains was so cool to see. The locals who live in Monteverde usually ride dirt bikes because of the bad roads and the surprisingly high gas prices. This trip really solidified for me how much I just love driving. You get to see so much more when you drive and it felt like more of a adventure too.

Road to Monteverde

Hiking up to the top of the Monteverde cloud rainforest reserve was pretty dope too. The rainforest I went to was located right on the continental divide of Costa Rica. One side of the country has the Caribbean Sea on it’s coast and the other side has the Pacific Ocean. So when the warm and cool air mix at the continental divide, you get all this mist and cloud that reminds me of the last scene from Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.

Costa Rica. One day i’ll be back, and I promise you I’ll be driving.


Human Connectivity on the Internet

Human Connectivity

What did you used to do in 2010? Personally, I was in school, I was 23 and I was (and still am) addicted to the Internet. So in addition to spending borderline unhealthy amounts of time on social media sites like Facebook, Twitter, Tumblr and Youtube, I sometimes played Chatroulette.

At the peak of it’s popularity, there was an average of 50,000 people world wide using Chatroulette at any given time. It wasn’t all just dicks either, it was possible to find normal people on the site. You just had to shuffle though 8 or 9 sessions of penises before you could actually find a fully clothed person. I remember once, late at night, I stumbled across someone wearing a bright American Apparel hoodie and a pair of colourful thick-rimmed glasses. His hood was over his head with the strings pulled tight so you could only see his glasses and a tuff of dark, curly hair sticking out. He was sitting at a desk and I was sitting on my bed, against a wall, under a window. I waved at him, ready to end our session if he decided to flash me his dink. He waved back. Finally, a normal person.

We started chatting about the usual stuff like, where are you from? Brazil. What time is it there? Late. What are you doing? Nothing. Then I asked him, “What do you do?” He sat there for moment, as if contemplating whether he wanted to tell me or not. “I’m a graphic designer,” he finally replied. “Show me,” I said.

He sent me a link to his portfolio. I clicked it. As I hovered over the navigation bar of his page the background strobed with flashes of bright colours, lighting up my face and the wall behind me.

“This is so weird,” he said to me.
“Why is that?” I asked.
“Because, i’m here in Brazil at 4 o’clock in the morning and you’re there in Canada looking at my website that I designed. I can see the colours flashing across your face from the other side of the world; That’s really cool,” he said.

Yeah, that is pretty cool.