"I met Labrona in the back room of the dustiest record shop I have ever walked into. He had a big ass stack of priced-at-50-cents-each OG soul records, some reggae 7"s and "songs about fucking"... A record I was actually willing to fight for. Unfortunate for me, Labronut (he has only one testicle, the size of a bulls) is not only a veteran name I had known from years of train painting .... but also a hulking lumberjack of a man that can throw a 2 ton can of whoop ass on a dude trying to jack records from him.

"Shortly after our first encounter, I returned to my genetically- induced alphamale status. In the midst of a midnight shit talking we eventually got around to skateboarding. Turns out dude doesn't just rip trains and records and knock trees down, he actually is quite the 'ripper' in the I-am-over-thirty-and-can-tell-you-why-Blender-is- cooler-than-Gonz kinda way... and in the world of trainpainting, a guy who has established himself as one of the most creative and self motivated dudes anywhere, and a world class painter to boot. He is also one of the most solid and shy cats I have ever met... hence me writing a bio for a dude who basically owns everyone else I know, in everything.

"Karma will have him silk screening boards until the end of time... so please buy his shit. He deserves the support."

-Sixtoo (dumbest older dude that makes music and still likes to push around).