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👽🛸🚀ALIEN FANTASIES 🚀🛸👽
🌟 La Primera vez en Mexico … en el MUNDO 🌎⭐️!

What a blast bringing the Fantasies to stage! Gracias @metapatiomty and all the Aliens who came out to see us👽👽👽👽🫶🏻 we ❤️ YOU 👽👽👽👽🫶🏻🫶🏻 Otraaaaaaaaa!!!!!
@alienfantasies @claufernandezgarza @gongoraomar @pliegovilla @bringas_dr_b gracias por las fotos @patricia.c.a.r.r.i.n.g.t.o.n @lensbycedillo @calavera_agency y @rockolamx y @metapatiomty.

Musica Links @alienfantasies taken in Monterrey, Nuevo León by @dabbsdabbs

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2 months ago

Gracias a todos nuestros amigos por apoyarnos y hacer de nuestro primer show una experiencia increíble. 👽💜

Les compartimos un poquito del intro por ahora. Muy pronto estaremos subiendo más música y videos. ¡Gracias por acompañarnos en este comienzo!

A huge thank you to all our friends for supporting us and making our very first show such an incredible experience. 👽💜

Here’s a little glimpse of our intro for now. We’ll be sharing more music and videos very soon. Thanks for being part of the beginning of this journey!
🎥 @randysalazarjr
#AlienFantasies #RockMusic #HardRock #Monterrey #Alabama LiveMusic NewMusic by @dabbsdabbs

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2 months ago

La banda @alienfantasies da su primer show oficial en @metapatiomty el pasado jueves 30 de julio, una noche que se disfruto entre amigos, con temas originales y covers, muchas felicidades por el inicio de este proyecto!!

#canonmexicana #canonfotografia #canonphotographer #concertphotography #musiclivephotography by @dabbsdabbs

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3 months ago

A few ceramic illustrations for a mural project in New Orleans.
#dabbsdabbs

Captain Dave arrived in New Orleans by way of a martini glass floating down the Mississippi River. The first sign of many that nobody was steering this story. An oyster preacher warned some nonsense about the tide coming while all the po’boys in the quarter listened. Everybody else, from an empty can of fish to a new pair of shoes, knew that the next rapture was promised to be written in fire. Somewhere a trumpet was celebrating salvation or announcing another spectacular mistake. It’s seems in the Crescent City those are often the same song. taken in New Orleans, Louisiana by @dabbsdabbs

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3 months ago

Mississippi / Mexico Face Jug

#dabbsdabbs taken in Mexico City, Mexico by @dabbsdabbs

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6 months ago

A little 👀 at a few new pieces from The adventures of Capitán Dave and Rooster Jangles : Delft tile edition. Only 100 (or 1,000) more to go! Each tile is handmade, painted, and fired. 💙💙💙 5” x 5” will keep yall posted as these babies come out of the kiln. 🪐🪻🪾✌🏽

#delfttiles #dabbsdabbs #outerspace taken in Mexico City, Mexico by @dabbsdabbs

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7 months ago

Trailer: Captain Dave and Rooster Jangles : Disagreements on the Carboniferous Planet 🪐 🦖 🧬

#dabbsdabbs #scribbleshortfilms taken in Mexico City, Mexico by @dabbsdabbs

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a year ago

We Were All in Love With Craig, But Craig Loved the Sea
We adored Craig.
He arrived on the coast in a white hat and a kind of salt-born silence. Said very little. Smoked often.
Sometimes we’d find him staring into the surf like he’d left something important in it-a house key, a
heart, a brother.
We were all in love with him.
Penny drew his portrait thirty-seven times and buried each one under the bluff. Arlo carved Craig’s
initials into his bicep with a scallop shell. I knitted him a sweater he never wore but kept near, folded beneath a fishnet
hammock as if it might
someday matter.
Craig didn’t notice any of it. Or worse-he noticed and said nothing.
That is the cruelty of the beloved who belongs to another god entirely.
He would sit on the rocks for hours, half-clothed, pinked by the sun, marked by an aura none of us
could penetrate.
He belonged to Poseidon, or Neptune, or some lesser water god too lazy to answer prayers. Even when we dressed as sea
creatures-Arlo in a bearfish mask, Penny in octopus frills-Craig only smiled like we were children
putting on a nativity play.
Moira, our neighbor with the turban and the peculiar accent, called it “a most tragic seduction by
aquatic longing.” Still, we stayed.
We stayed because the sky was always more golden near him. We stayed because someone had to
witness what it looked like when a man chose a myth over the warmth of arms. We stayed because once, only once, Craig
kissed Penny’s forehead and said:
“There is nothing crueler than the tide. Except maybe hope.”
And then one morning, he was gone. No note. Just wet footprints and a line in the sand that curled like a wave and never ended. by @dabbsdabbs

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a year ago

Gracias a Dios por ese Delfín. #dabbsdabbs taken in Mexico City, Mexico by @dabbsdabbs

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2 years ago

#dabbsdabbs MOOD 😈 by @dabbsdabbs

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2 years ago

#dabbsdabbs by @dabbsdabbs

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2 years ago

A myth, a history……. What is the difference? All we know for sure is that before this moment you didn’t know. If only in the mind where there was once a void, now a pulse🦉👽. by @dabbsdabbs

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2 years ago