So Snuggles, the guy who’s been illustrating my articles as of late, suggested that I write about my favorite possessions, and that he would bring them to life via SLUG Magazine. I looked around my apartment for my favorite things and a massive writers block fell on my face. I’m sorry, Snuggles, but it’s so much easier for me to write about shit I hate. … read more
Aunt Leona, Oom and I were making our way through the front gate and up the walk of Aunt Kate’s home, Weedpatch, when we heard a frantic female screaming, “HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!” It was a high-pitched, cartoon mouse of a voice, and we could hear the click click click of small but speedy steps accompanying the screams and coming toward us up the sidewalk. … read more
Ride, bike or walk, but when you get to the gallery, don’t forget to stroll. Events are happening all month long, but mark your calendars for Aug 21 when galleries participating in the Salt Lake Gallery Stroll will offer extended hours and hold artist receptions. All events are free and open to the public. … read more
Dear Dickheads,
Out of curiosity, how would you suggest making a mormon wedding more entertaining without the alcohol? I happen to be LDS and do agree that wedding receptions suck. If I get married, I want people to have fun and not fall asleep. And I’m sure pin the tail on the donkey isn’t the answer. … read more
Chris Swainston teamed up with SLUG Magazine in 2006 shooting action sports photography. Since then he has busted ass in numerous areas of the magazine – shooting cover photos, writing skate and snow articles, planning, designing and building coarses for the Summer of Death Skate series and The SLUG Games ski and snowboard contests. … read more
“He’s a swindler, a shyster, a cynical bastard.” “I would be fucked without him.” 28-year-old Jared Smith, more commonly known by the nickname Snuggles, has been pushing around the skate scene for more than 15 years. It all started for him back in Lawrenceville, Georgia. By the time he was 13, his mind was made––he would either fulfill a career as a skateboarder or produce the artwork on the bottom of the boards. … read more
Ascend. A light skyward to the field rise claimant to freedom.
One key element that separates OM from the wide majority of their peers is the obvious spirituality in the lyrics, and subsequently the music as a whole. Every part of the sound is devotional and surrendered as prayer. … read more
On Friday, Sept. 18 SLUG Magazine brings I Am The and openers To the Death to the stage of the Urban Lounge. Five bucks gets you in. Read on for interviews from I Am The and Neon Trees, who canceled their performance prior to the show. … read more
It’s been 30 years since the release of The Slits’ influential debut album, Cut. Ari Up, only 14 years old when she started the group, was a woman destined for greatness––after all, she grew up in a household that became a stomping ground for punks and, well … her stepfather was Johnny fucking Rotten of the Sex Pistols. … read more
Alex Caldiero is stuck in a strange balancing act: On one hand, he tries to defy the “poet” label in order to avoid being categorized and pushed aside as such. On the other hand, he longs to be recognized and remembered for his life’s work and art. … read more
Say what you will about Orem’s The Used, but I have a small place in my heart for the first local band I ever interviewed on air and the first rock band to really “make it big” outside this small bubble. The last time we spoke, it was to reminisce about Asian massage parlors on Pico and Bundy (no shit). This time it was a bit more professional. … read more
I’m not sure how closely Este follow the regulations put in place at the original location involving no forks, no ranch, no pineapple and no Red Sox attire, but I am often tempted, when I’ve got my pizza at home, to flip on a Red Sox game, throw some pineapple on top of the pie, grab a knife and fork and dip that fuckin’ slice in some ranch dressing. … read more
