Archive for October, 2010

It’s Saturday and who really feels like reading a story today? Let’s rephrase that, nobody felt like writing a story today. Instead we’re going to bring you the art of Mike Rich.

Mike Rich is a lifelong resident of Maine. He’s an all around clown, who claims to be hung like a donkey. Rich doesn’t take much serious besides Art and being a father. He first caught the graffiti bug back in 1985, (more…)


a whole has been arrowed into mother earth and her ocean heart is bleeding black like a
backwards junky..
a sucking needle a tar and blood.
no high
no rush (more…)

So far we’ve spotlighted writers & artists. Last night someone brought to my attention that people also like to watch, and listen to stuff. So today, Sick Of ‘Em brings you the work of Slimmy Jimmy.

Slimmy Jimmy is a music producer, videographer, DJ, and graphic designer, as well as bit of an asshole. But hey, we’re all assholes over here at Sick Of ‘em.  Slim’s going to be the guy handling the layout of Sick Of ‘Em, when we go to print in the late spring early summer of 2011. He’s traveled most of the country east of the Mississippi, but now has settled in Brooklyn. After a year long hiatus from any productive behavior, he’s back on the grind and has his fingers in more projects than I can even list right now. Here are a few videos, he’s either directed, shot, edited, did the music production on, or all of the above. We also have 35 tracks he produced with a variety of Emcees on them– right here, in a player. To see more of his video production work check out his youtube channel here


Plays blame on the train

We came in through the back whores

It felt like the eighties again…well I mean from what I’ve heard.

I scored a point for sanity,

I killed our “leaders” (more…)

In keeping up with showcasing art of all types, we’re proud to showcase the work of Bern Ellis…

The tale of Bern is a savage one. It started on June 26th , in the year of our lord 1976. This was the day he was spit from his mother’s womb into this world, kicking and screaming, covered in blood and guts, on the shores of Portland Maine. It’s rumored he then crawled across the land and scribed his name in the sand with a clam shell. This would be the beginning of his career as a notorious and infamous graffiti artist. After years of mastering graffiti, and various other art forms, He attend the Maine College of Art. After graduation Bern grew tired of life in Maine, well, that and it was reported he’d run out of things to write his name on in New England. (more…)

Ghosts of Halloween Past

When we enter late October I am often reminded of the years gone by when this time of year would have seen me slaving over a hand made costume or screen accurate accessories.  Halloween is a strange holiday.  It’s a fun, exciting time that is also incredibly difficult to enjoy.  You have to be invited to the right parties, have the right group of friends with you and most importantly of all, make the effort to look the part. (more…)

write now

right now

im desperate

desperate for the truth i turn away from and yet drown in

this week ive seen fire and ive seen rain.

ive helped my naked mom get her clothes on and brought her down from the most unspeakable fears. (more…)

Keeping the thought in mind that not everybody likes to read, some of you just like to look at stuff. I figure it’s a good idea to bring you guys the work of some pretty amazing artists, who I feel deserve recognition. Plus it brightens the site up and it isn’t just a bunch of snobs smelling their brain farts. Ah, yes my words are an epic cornucopia of literary genius, and I feel they should be enough to entertain the masses. Sorry, I live in the real world, and I understand we live in a multimedia age. I also happen to love art as much as I love writing. I’m just not very good at it.

Today Sick of ‘em features some work by Stammy Asend, of  Los Angeles, California’s infamous The $tatus Faction. You can find his, and the rest of T$F’s work plastered all over the city of Angels. They also have a very entertaining blog I highly recommend to get your art, humor, or socio political commentary fix on at. Check it out here (more…)

Gandharvas Gabriel

By: Jesse S. Mitchell

In my bright new wonderful marvelous future, I imagine myself high up in the sky, the blue blue liquid blue sky.  I see myself flying, floating, aloft, breathing slowly, below me the air waves like crashing blue waves of some old salty sea, above me the purple black of twilight and space and cloudless clime of heaven and me between the two.  Touching nothing, all alone.  I imagine it that way because my legs hurt, all this concrete makes my legs hurt and feet swell.  This bus makes my bones rattle and this vinyl seat makes my skin crawl.  I imagine my future bright and comfortable. (more…)

I was born during a flash flood in the muggy Texas summer. Born to two Methodist ministers and torn through the machinery of salvation, I feel repulsed to know its just another business all about its weight in gold. I see time hasn’t changed in these edited history books. People remain the same; the hierarchy is a dark dynasty, then the sheep follow the Judas goat, while normal people know about the finales of television shows. I haven’t felt more on edge since I was (more…)