“Heady Pieces” a Styles Bentley Instillation in Seattle’s Fremont Piece of Mind

Finished in Spring 2014, Styles Bentley set forth on his 2nd major instillation project! Commissioned by the Fremont Piece of Mind, Styles created an abstracted water pipe that tip toes on the boarder of 2D and 3D. The name of the instillation is “Heady Pieces” and is a permanent fixture at the shop in Fremont! Stop by 7 days a week to check out the piece, check out all the amazing local glass, and work by other great NW artists!




South Park Arts 10th Annual Art Under $100

10th Annual Art Under $100
10th Annual Art Under $100

It is here, its time to play!! Its time to dance and sing and dance some more all daaay!!! Christmas time, holiday time, winter time… whatever time you decree, it is Art for Under $100 time!! Buy yourself and present, but someone else a present, support my Art and myself as an Artist, support the South Park Arts Community, Support the Seattle Art community. I will be sharing a booth with the infamous B.Lill along with 50 other artists. Jewlery, sculpture, print. paint and more from all of the above!!

Saturday December 6th, 2014 2pm-9pm Seattle Design Center


Monchellos Best Friend!!!

és.bi by Styles Bentley, New Pieces to Show at Greenwood Art Walk

és.bi by Styles Bentley, New Pieces to Show at Greenwood Art Walk

Prolific artist/Dj b.lill and the modern renaissance man Styles Bentley will host a sneak peak of of their newest art at the Urban Light Studios during the Geenwood Art Walk this Friday the 14th! Bring a Valentine and enjoy the festivities, but please believe it, unless your game is tight and you trust her, don’t bring her round Styles B, cause he’s a flirt! 6pm-10pm 8537 Greenwood Ave N, Seattle, WA 98103

-Art spans from organic mixed media, aluminum sculpture, resin/acrylic layering, and acrylic paint.


Allen Stone Stage Design

Allonius Funk asked me to come up with an idea to spruce up his stage at the past 2013 Bumbershoot Music Festival… so I did! After talking about the aesthetic of his music and what he visually wanted to represent the idea was instant! To combine a Pallet Garden and Vertical Garden into one; a Vertical Pallet Garden! I, with the help of fellow artist BLill created two large panels to be placed on stage, with the FiKusFunk Stand of course, and a lovely vintage lamp I keep in our living room. Needless to say, it was the perfect aesthetic to add to such an amazingly funky soul set!

Trevor Larkin shredding his guitar in front of one of the Vertical Pallet Gardens and the FiKusFunk Stand!
Trevor Larkin shredding his guitar in front of one of the Vertical Pallet Gardens and the FiKusFunk Stand!
Close up of Panel 2.
Close up of Panel 2.
FiKusFunk Stand Bumbershoot Tune In Stage
FiKusFunk Stand Bumbershoot Tune In Stage
Vertical Pallet Garden Panels
Vertical Pallet Garden Panels
Styles Bentley evaluating his work!
Styles Bentley evaluating his work!

Party Camp – World Record Water Balloon Fight!

Hello Party Camper, its Camp Counselor Styles Bentley here!! Make sure to join us for one of the most exciting events of the Summer 2013;


 I will lead you through 7 days of camp in 7 hours, including camp activities, beer garden, musical entertainment by

BFA – http://tigloandcole.com/

Luc and the Lovingtons – http://lucandthelovingtons.com/


August  17th 2013, 12pm-7pm, Seattle Center, Party On!

Watercolor Painting "These Arms" A Lo-Fi Record Adventure

Excuse me, could you please remove your shoes before entering, Socks Too!! Bare feet. Now, pretend that your feet are one; they collide together and join harmoniously. Yes, good and now your entire body is just that. Naked as your two bare feet, excuse me, one bare foot that is representing your body as a whole… Do you work out?  More so, are you comfortably confused, naked as a large foot man or woman!? Great!! Now take your big toe, which I suppose would translate to being your head, and dip into your favorite color. Now dip all your toes!  Like your ears and eyes, nose and teeth, dip all them little piggy’s in the paint. Okay, okay… so now, now we have facetiously developed an alternate reality to create with! Or, we have created an appropriate atmosphere for listening to the new album “These Arms” by Watercolor Paintings!

A lo-fi record adventure, at times is somewhat mysterious, in such a tech savvy industry, it sounds like it could have been a demo in 1978.  In the world today of laptop DJs and an endless list of at home studio record labels uploading tracks onto the internet like pissing into the ocean, what is lo-fi and someone who sucks at recording gets confused. The difference is not in the equipment, but inside your soul!  I’ve never met Ms. Redman, but I know her soul is all the technology needed to portray her feelings, she knows what she wants.  At times the ambiance on the tracks seem to be of a friend filled living room, outside in the front yard cars passing, some tracks sound like a gymnasium or cafeteria, some sound  back or side stage preshow. What it doesn’t sound like is a soundless vocal booth. Her words are powerful, witty, and at times just cutely confused in the ukulele twang or harmony vocal. Though I realized that I listened to the album in two distinct ways; one being that I intently listened to the lyrical content, or two, would find the specific words to be lost and the sound simply combusting and reconnecting into a gritty duet of string and voice upon sound waves that have never been genetically modified. But, sometimes you just want some beef and processed cheese on it.

The world doesn’t like fresh.  A super size me civilization has tolled the common man’s brain and what he believes to be good. Even myself at first listen found the sounds to be unlistenable in an inadvertent setting.  When I played the album for the first time, it was over doing other writing and work, playing in the background, and was lost in my thoughts to deem this artist as another confused girl with a guitar and group of fun loving hipster friends in California, who’s intentions are to be ultra unique, creating overused themes of timeless youthful ponders and thoughts. Was my stereotype correct? With all these Neko Case wannabees playing there intimate sets filled with lifeless, movementless crowds, falling into the feminism of Lillifest and woman’s rights in the 21st century, a Folklife fanatic, hairy armpits and all! I looked up from my screen and saw myself in the reflection atop my browser opened to Google +. My face surrounded the screen like a connect-the-dots puzzle. I was becoming a social network, filled with judgment! NEVER!! I rushed to the closet and threw off my clothes, I don’t need THEM!! You see, I found that I was being just that, a hypocritical music whore stereotyping artists in genres I don’t particularly like or listen to often!! As timing usually plays a key part in life, it did now.  An acapella antidote called ‘Bigger than Yours’ began to play. The simple ideas of comfort and love created an instant feeling in my heart! I slid the socks of my feet with the opposite foots toe, and imagined them as my face watercolor painting. The harmonies created smooth glides across gritty brick walls, and I said okay, this lo-fi folk thing is cool with me!

I continued to listen with intent, naked at my desk, freed of societal chains directing my opinions to my heart, and not my facebook status. This slowly started to transition as the music charmed me to begin to draw. Lines became a man, which became a man with a stick and a pinecone. He soon began to use the pinecone to record the singing of a woman growing out of a tree nearby. The trees leaves slowly burned into the sunset atop the page and my wrist began to weaken as the last track “Spider Web” began to play. I decided it would be a good time to medicate. I found even now, that through the record, I still in my nudity was nit picking little things in my brain due to the low-fi recording; loss of tone and dynamics, clips and pops. Then, during ‘Spider Web’, it sounded perfect. The sweet harmonies broke my heart and made me cry yet smile again by the next line. Ms. Redman’s voice was charming my pants off! Well, they were already off, but you know what I mean. I found that I love her song, her voice. It’s so sweet and lovely, tender, silly and fun! Yes, and as I said before Ms. Redman knows what she wants. Not a mass of people giving her track 15 seconds of a listen and judging the hell out of it. She wants the people who will intently listen to HER. Her voice was designed by rainbows for people to listen to it, for people to paint to it, to make love to it, to be inspired by something so small.

Now remove your foot from foot, and extract your body to become whole again. But let them walk the streets of our world knowing that you can be naked and transform inside or outside anything whenever you want. Embrace what is not real, what is real, and choose to embrace art that was made to be art and not a product of consumption. Choose to listen to the new record “These Arms” by Watercolor Paintings! Oh, and yes, you can put your shoes back on. Thank you.

Pumping Out Soul Like God

Arriving late with my lady we peered past the smoking section, through the show flyer filled window of the Crocodile Café, to catch a glimpse of what we hopefully haven’t missed. Allen Stone is back again; tonight he’s sold out the house preshow, and is playing a double set from acoustic lover, to soul party! The players that surround him all seemed to be new, pieced together to travel in Allen’s Econoline the last few weeks opening up for Nikka Costa on a West Coast tour! “This band is playing tight, like champions,” Allen explained to me, “they bring the noise”! Now they’re back in the good ole NW, just off playing Bellingham, and ready to blow the lid off the needle! The crowd was still filling in during Allen’s opening acoustic set, designed to please the soft hearted soul and folk fans that scatter the emerald city, and have taken a liking to Allen’s indie pop soul folk sounds. I like to call it Erotic Folk, but that’s just me! He slipped away off stage as I entered through the door, only hearing the amazing reviews from countless friends who beat me through. “I had the chills… the entire time!” One girl confessed to me after over hearing my questions about the soft set! “That’s what I came to see!” she finished.
Ladies and Gentlemen…. Allen Stone!

We all know that Allen has a worldly recognizable voice. It’s fucking pure beauty of baby roses blooming out of the sun rise! His voice layered with just a six string, and you’re bound to experience something beyond. But, people that know me well, and don’t know me at all, know that I like to party! And I, personally, was waiting to get a dose of some funk and soul to my FACE! Donning a throwback Sonics v-neck, Allen cut up the oriental rug on stage like he was getting lessons from Sharron Jones and James Brown! The band filled the room with an explosive attack! Allen whaled! Julian stole my beer and drank it, we took airplane shots from a girl’s purse, and we danced! On stage, Allen knew he was the Flux Capacitor of party, flailing new variations of the ‘Silly Boy’ (official dance of the Chapustry) that other’s never believed possible.  The entire crowd began to shake it harder and harder!

Everyone was dancing, there was no room to break out any special moves and I needed, desperately, to Break Out!! I reached toward the stage hand in hand with all the fans, we channeled our energy to him, to Allonious Funk himself!! Our energy slowly began filling his soul making him grow into the size of an Avatar like creature. Allen’s face started transforming into a grimy, dirty, greasy, and nasty soul sex spectacular! His notes and words began to extract from beyond into a mystical aurora borealis above! Everything was connected. This connection, this miracle was happening! Sound waves swirled and unraveled themselves through the rafters creating lines you could grab onto! People began to climb up them, into the rafters, entranced by glory, to dance on the ceiling.  

Movement was made without friction, dancing was effortless, emotion was beyond control, the universal meditation has begun with music as its fuel. Allen burned it like a 67’ Camero! He was pumping out soul like God. He was untouchable. And the night never stopped. I slipped out of the realm to write this before it ultimately traveled to a distant dimension where such funky soul actually makes sense. Somewhere beyond our universe, Allen and that crowd are still there, still singing, still dancing, on all the walls and ceilings, swinging on the sound waves like jungle vines, sipping the sweet nectars of another’s mind, in a timeless glide across a rippleless pond… Hopefully, he can make it back to this dimension for his show in Cour de Lane, ID tonight, or that sold out crowd will be pisssssssssed!

Read “Allen Stone Makes Dreams Come True” reviewing Allen’s April 9th, 2011 show at Nuemos.

Allen Stone Makes Dreams Come True  


SSG, I Want Battles Tickets!!!!

Damn the luck of a man with an empty wallet! Upon this glorious day here in the Emerald City, my pocket book became filled again with treats of collections! I enthusiastically awoke at 11:30 am after a brief nightmare and small sips of Cranberry Apple juice. After checking the email, the facebook, and all the b.s. I strolled over to the Crocodile’s website to buy tickets to a highly anticipated show (at least in my life) and came to the appropriate page. Two words, CAPS locked, Bold read; “SOLD OUT”!!! I felt similar to the kids in Detroit Rock City and this website totally jacked my KISS tickets. This is no kiss show tho my friends, this is Battles! A band that has taken experimentation of live and electronic instruments to a solid groove canyoning into my dancing shoes. Rustic and alternative, I must be there to observe! It is now up to the hands of few. The people at SSG (http://www.ssgmusic.com/), the people who have brought us the best and most current local, national, and international band reviews articles and opinions. Why, a chap like me might even beg them for a job eventually, but for now I just need the TICKETS!! My fingers are quivering and typing with agile speed to perhaps persuade the mind of control to choose my life and enlighten my soul before another being could be of higher persuasion! And now, only time shall tell….
Update: I WON THE MOTHA FUCKIN TICKETS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Smelly Calore" Debut EP from Styles Bentley

Cover of “Smelly Calore”
EXPERIMENTAL LOVE POP. Can you dig?! ‘Smelly Calore’, which is directly translated from the french language, means ‘Love Stinks’. These love songs are not molded to the good old grease lightning love lullaby’s of yesterday, but of more interesting situations like; that girl who is in all of your dreams, peepin fine hunny’s at the club, and even the love of a child and parent. The EP is compiled of old tracks, new lyrics, old lyrics and new tracks pieced together in simplicity for your enjoyment. Shows are soon to come, as well as a full length album summer 2011 Presented by Styles Bentley called “Charming Friends”!! But for now kiddos, enjoy the “Smelly Calore”!!

Free Download and Streaming at:www.reverbnation.com/stylesbentley