I’m sure you’ve heard it before.  It goes by many names; Murphy’s Law, Mercury in Retrograde, Human Error, Bad Luck, Black Cats, Lucky Number 13...if you believe in superstitions or voodoo (I do), some times the Universe has its own inexplicable plan and the best thing you can do is surrender to it’s omnipotent and unrelenting forces.  In the end, everythin

When I was 19 I got a job at a NaNa, a sort of punk rock atelier.  A fresh face from Orange County, new to LA, just enrolled in Santa Monica City College, came to LA to play in bands, make records and make it big (so I thought).  Anything music related I was drawn to.  I had begged a friend’s girlfriend who had managed a NaNa location on 3rd Street in Los Ang

I live in a great part of West Hollywood.  I feel connected to my community, I should, I’ve lived in West Hollywood going on 22 years.  Originally from the suburbs of Laguna Beach I vowed in a praetorian declaration to my mother as a wholly confident 12 year old that I would never live more than 5 miles from the ocean, and if circumstances were such, death would become me.  Shortly after High School I traded in my surf gear for a pair of drumsticks, stricken by Rock N Roll fever I followed my sickness to Los Angeles where a cure waited from

There are only three moments during the evolution of TLS that I had friends or a girlfriend take an actual photo of me signing a contract.  These three moments were life markers, measuring my belief and my believed stations of critical magnitude for TLS.  The first photo is when I signed the Hasbro contract.  “Proud” lacked definition compared the feeling I had.  It was pure joy, wonderment, disbelief – as if I was awarded a movie roll on the next Leonardo DiCaprio blockbuster.  “Who, me!?”   When

"La-dee-dee-la-dee-da!"  Spring is here!  The flowers are blooming, the leaves are sprouting, dogs and cats are tap dancing, jackets are being stowed away, a fresh new batch of short sleeve shirts are making it to the top of the wardrobe heap, socks are coming off revealing some pale loafs that once resembled feet, and folks like TLS™ are clearing space in their warehouse for a new batch of Action Vinyls™ goodness.  In order to do so, we need to create an awesome sale.  Just so happens said space is being occupied by rem

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I was in 8th Grade in 1987.  Reagan was eating Jelly Beans and forgetting his words, Ollie North was up on Capitol Hill testifying/lying in front of Congress on all the backend arms deals and subsequent insurgence funding for coups d’états in Central America, “Welcome to the Jungle” was blasting out of everyone’s Walkmans, Tony Hawk took asymmetrical skater hair to zeitgeist levels, John Hughes couldn’t make a movie that sucked, T&C Surf Design dominated the backs of every teen and preteen rocking dayglo Zinka and a sweet p

Funny enough, all I hear in my head while writing this post is David Lee Roth’s “Yankee Rose” – ‘Are you ready for a new sensation!’  It’s probably because I have Thundercats mania too.  Literally.  I’m as excited as you to find Thundercats in the wild and dote lovingly and overbearing/boorishly like a grandma at Christmas who doesn’t know her own strength or bosom size.  Hey, it’s Christmas time; you know you have one of those Grannies.  Each time she comes in for a hu

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