RockTheCasbah

people need to post more video footage of him. i know there are HOURS of it floating around... some one please start posting some...

crazy. i was busy talking to his family when you guys played this at the wash and didnt hear it... can't believe it still. miss the dude so much.

haha those flicks were from some cutty locations... im wondering how you got your hands on those haha.

W.W.P.D. WHAT WOULD PREACH DO? RIP BIG KING REPENT. ALIVE ETERNALLY.

RIP BIG PREACH LOC. W.W.P.D. WHAT WOULD PREACH DO?

I JUST WANTED TO AGAIN SAY HOW HONORED I AM TO HAVE NOT ONLY KNOWN PREACH, BUT TO BE LIKE FAMILY WITH HIM AND THE REST OF THE AE MOBB. YOU GUYS CAME THROUGH IN A CLUTCH AND GOT ME OUT THERE FOR THE WHOLE WEEKEND OF PREACH. IT WAS SO GOOD TO SEE EVERYONE AND TO HANG OUT WITH AND PAINT WITH THE CREW. SOMEONE NEEDS TO POST FLICKS FROM LAST NIGHT. AND WHOEVER HAS FLICKS FROM THE FUNDRAISER NEEDS TO SHOOT EM OVER TO ME ON FACEBOOK. SHIT... THIS WEEKEND WAS SOLID. AEON.AEMOBB.

yes. its me. and i remember that. he'd always do that. yellin AE MOBBBBBBBB CLACK CLACK CLACK!!!

BUMP FOR THE HOMIE ALL DAY EVERY DAY. AE MOBB.

PREACH. REPENT. MISS YOU SO MUCH HOMIE!

and you and the rest of the AE FAMILIA should talk to hotboy and get my facebook info... hit me up on there... it's the easiest way to stay in touch with me.

hey dude... this is preach's best friend 8bit out here in the dirty south. i called and left you a message... call me back when you get a chance. again, im so sorry for your loss and im praying for you and your family every day. tell your dad im prayin he gets better too, dude. my dad just went through chemo and had a bone marrow transplant, and my little brother died from a morphine overdose last year when i was locked up... so i know your pain. keep your head up. your brother was and always will be a LEGEND. BIG PREACH/REPENT LOC. AEMOBB POR VIDA.

Re: my 1st love my best friend Hey Shannon, I read this and almost cried. I feel so bad for you, and was thinking about how everything changed for Cris when you two broke up. I know he loved you. Always did. I have so many memories spent with you and Cris. PREACH WAS the REALEST dude I've ever known. I hope I can make it to the funeral/memorial. Just know that he is in Heaven with Huer, Jeff, My little brother Justin, and many many more people. FUCK. He met ABE LINCOLN and BIGGIE SMALLS before we did! Rest In Paradise BIG PREACH REPENT LOC AEMOBB ITKLICK MDREYES. -8BIT.AEON.ITK.ABOVE EVERYONE.

ANYONE have anymore PREACH/REPENT footage????

Fuck. Thank you so much for posting that. I miss my main man PREACH so much. I am still in shock that he's gone. If you can re-edit that to the song curtis187 by 50cent, you should because it was one of his favorite songs to listen to while out bombing.

that dajam is hot.

i wanna see some stoe flicks. i just found out about this dude, and from what i've seen... he's the first real talent i've seen in this pathetic ass town in years. anyone have any old VFR flicks from when he rolled through town a few years back?

hey b4... hit me up if you get a chance... im tryin to get ahold of payo and kozer... im trying to fly out there this week for the memorial, and need to get in touch with those dudes.

hahaha... i remember preach gave me so much shit (or *chit as one of his favorite rappers, chingo bling would say) about this 8bit that I painted... he was embarrassed about the AE being painted in that style. we were battling sws at the time, and preach got pissed telling me that my shit looked too fruity and happy to be in AE. it took him a while to warm up to mine and hotboy's styles... and i think he secretly always hated them, because when it boiled down to it, and without getting into any discussion about styles... PREACH was a fucking THUG. POINT BLANK. His graffiti fit his personality so perfectly. he didn't paint his style because it was what everyone was into, and when everyone jumped on the simple bubble-letter and basic oldschool styles, PREACH refused to budge. he was PREACH. and that was that. A TRUE DENVER LEGEND.

This was from earlier in the day that same day... the first spot he did at some tunnel spot he had that he loved. We were eating chinese food, and I was begging him to front me some pills... he just kept laughing and wouldn't talk about anything except painting more spots. The more i'd talk about drugs, the more he'd talk about bombing. The billboard in the middle was unforgettable. That night... PREACH, HOTBOY, MAYHEM and Myself were painting some spots and saw a billboard off of I-25 that we decided we were going to hit... we ended up parking and walking to the spot... we climbed up the building ant got onto the billboard which was on top of the roof... we didn't hear the cops that rolled up on the street underneath us. they must have just sat there waiting for us to finish so they could pop us and link us to our names... the second we finished and were packing up our cans getting ready to climb down, the cops hit us with the searchlight and we all bolted. I vividly remember preach, mayhem and myself jumping off the billboard onto the roof underneath and then dropping onto the ground below and running to a barbed wire fence which backed up to to some train tracks and industrial areas... hotboy was unlucky enough to fall directly through the roof as he jumped off the billboard... the fucking roof caved in and he fell through to the ground floor where he was trapped and locked in. the cops let out the k-9s on us and I remember hotboy kicking the door, which was chained and breaking it open, you could hear all kinds of huge ass oxygen tanks falling over and clanging loud as fuck because he fell through the roof into some compressed tank storage unit...he made it out and ran to meet us where we were waiting for him. *one thing about preach... if you were crew with him... he would NOT leave you behind to get arrested. he'd wait, or go back and fight whoever was trying to stop you. this night, I think preach actually ended up bearmacing the k-9 unit that came flying towards us and we ended up getting away...I can't even count the numerous times that preach bearmaced police dogs. The very last flick on this trio was from the previous night where PREACH and i were popping lortabs and in the snow... i remember we had to walk a ridiculous distance just to get this spot... i did the AE, while he got a better more visible spot right next to it on a dumpster facing the freeway.

CLACK!!! CLACK!!! I was just thinking... PREACH NEVER got POPPED FOR BEING PREACH. EVER. THE VANDAL SQUAD, BUFFERS, AND LAW AGENCIES IN GENERAL MUST BE MOURNING IN THEIR OWN WAY, BECAUSE PREACH DEFINITELY KEPT MANY OF THEM IN BUSINESS. ONE OF MY BEST MEMORIES OF PREACH WAS WHEN HIM AND I WERE DRIVING DOWN 1-25 AT ABOUT 1am DURING A SNOWSTORM BLASTING THIS SONG: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqbruRBRFaQ AND HE WAS SELLING PILLS, AND HAD AN ADVIL BOTTLE FILLED TO THE BRIM WITH LORTABS XANAX AND VALIUM... AND WE WERE BOTH DRINKING BOTTLES OF CRISTAL THAT WE STOLE EARLIER THAT DAY... BOTH HAD BRAND NEW NORTHFACE JACKETS, NEW ERA HATS, CRISP RALPH LAUREN SHIRTS (IF YOU KNEW CRIS... YOU KNEW THAT HE ALWAYS HAD A CRISP POLO SHIRT, NEW FITTED NEW ERA HAT, AND WOULD CHANGE NORTHFACE JACKETS EVERY FEW HOURS. DUDE ALWAYS WAS LACED) ANYWAYS... HE WAS POPPIN PILLS, DRINKING, LAUGHING, TALKING SHIT, AND THEN HE JUST HITS THE BRAKES...PULLS OVER ON THE SHOULDER WHILE CARS ARE FLYING BY, PUTS THE BOTTLE OF PILLS IN THE CONSOLE... HIS BEARMACE FALLS ONTO THE FLOOR (*HE'D USUALLY KEEP IT BETWEEN HIS LEGS WHEN HE WAS DRIVING AND IF YOU REALLY KNEW HIM, YOU'D KNOW THAT HE WOULD GO THROUGH BEARMACE AND FLARE GUNS FASTER THAN MOST PEOPLE GO THROUGH A CAN OF PAINT)... HE JUST LAUGHS, AND JUST WALKS OUT CASUALLY AND STARTS DOING A FILL-IN ON THE FREEWAY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS CAR. HE VANDALIZED SHIT SO CASUALLY... AND IT GOT TO THE POINT WITH HIM THAT RACKING, GETTING HIGH, AND GETTING UP AND OVER JUST SEEMED SO NATURAL THAT IT WAS LEGAL IN OUR MINDS. THAT NIGHT WAS SO FUN... WE SPENT MANY NIGHTS LIKE THAT... AFTER A FULL DAY OF RACKING, SELLING PILLS AND STOLEN GEAR, AND GETTING HIGH... WE'D DO NOTHING BUT GO TO THE CLUBS, GO TO HOUSE PARTIES, AND THEN BOMB UNTIL THE SUN CAME UP... MANY EARLY MORNINGS WERE SPENT EATING CHUBBIES CHILI CHEESE FRIES WHILE SITTING IN HIS CAR AND LOOKING AT FLICKS ON OUR DIGITAL CAMERAS. FUCK MAN. I MISS YOU SO MUCH. PREACH WAS SUCH A SAVAGE LEGEND. The last preach fill-in was from this night. I remember the silver and red. THIS STORY I JUST WROTE ABOUT WAS FROM THAT SILVER AND RED SESSION. WE SPENT THE EARLIER PART OF THE NIGHT WALKING AROUND BOMBING CAPITAL HILL WITH ASET AND HOTBOY. vvvvvvvvv ... and the first one I remember vividly... It was outside of some sketchy freight spot... I remember painting that night with PREACH, Jolt68 and MEDZ... WE GOT CHASED ALMOST THE ENTIRE NIGHT. EVERY SPOT WE WENT TO WAS HOT.

CLACK!!! CLACK!!! I was just thinking... PREACH NEVER got POPPED FOR BEING PREACH. EVER. THE VANDAL SQUAD, BUFFERS, AND LAW AGENCIES IN GENERAL MUST BE MOURNING IN THEIR OWN WAY, BECAUSE PREACH DEFINITELY KEPT MANY OF THEM IN BUSINESS. ONE OF MY BEST MEMORIES OF PREACH WAS WHEN HIM AND I WERE DRIVING DOWN 1-25 AT ABOUT 1am DURING A SNOWSTORM BLASTING THIS SONG: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cqbruRBRFaQ AND HE WAS SELLING PILLS, AND HAD AN ADVIL BOTTLE FILLED TO THE BRIM WITH LORTABS XANAX AND VALIUM... AND WE WERE BOTH DRINKING BOTTLES OF CRISTAL THAT WE STOLE EARLIER THAT DAY... BOTH HAD BRAND NEW NORTHFACE JACKETS, NEW ERA HATS, CRISP RALPH LAUREN SHIRTS (IF YOU KNEW CRIS... YOU KNEW THAT HE ALWAYS HAD A CRISP POLO SHIRT, NEW FITTED NEW ERA HAT, AND WOULD CHANGE NORTHFACE JACKETS EVERY FEW HOURS. DUDE ALWAYS WAS LACED) ANYWAYS... HE WAS POPPIN PILLS, DRINKING, LAUGHING, TALKING SHIT, AND THEN HE JUST HITS THE BRAKES...PULLS OVER ON THE SHOULDER WHILE CARS ARE FLYING BY, PUTS THE BOTTLE OF PILLS IN THE CONSOLE... HIS BEARMACE FALLS ONTO THE FLOOR (*HE'D USUALLY KEEP IT BETWEEN HIS LEGS WHEN HE WAS DRIVING AND IF YOU REALLY KNEW HIM, YOU'D KNOW THAT HE WOULD GO THROUGH BEARMACE AND FLARE GUNS FASTER THAN MOST PEOPLE GO THROUGH A CAN OF PAINT)... HE JUST LAUGHS, AND JUST WALKS OUT CASUALLY AND STARTS DOING A FILL-IN ON THE FREEWAY RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS CAR. HE VANDALIZED SHIT SO CASUALLY... AND IT GOT TO THE POINT WITH HIM THAT RACKING, GETTING HIGH, AND GETTING UP AND OVER JUST SEEMED SO NATURAL THAT IT WAS LEGAL IN OUR MINDS. THAT NIGHT WAS SO FUN... WE SPENT MANY NIGHTS LIKE THAT... AFTER A FULL DAY OF RACKING, SELLING PILLS AND STOLEN GEAR, AND GETTING HIGH... WE'D DO NOTHING BUT GO TO THE CLUBS, GO TO HOUSE PARTIES, AND THEN BOMB UNTIL THE SUN CAME UP... MANY EARLY MORNINGS WERE SPENT EATING CHUBBIES CHILI CHEESE FRIES WHILE SITTING IN HIS CAR AND LOOKING AT FLICKS ON OUR DIGITAL CAMERAS. FUCK MAN. I MISS YOU SO MUCH. PREACH WAS SUCH A SAVAGE LEGEND.

HAHAHAHAA "...being grateful you didn't shoot at me..." that is one of the best things i've heard all day. God I miss you, Cris.

oh... see im so out of it right now i didn't even ask... are there any legal spots in orlando?

hey, just curious... i don't paint legals... never have... but my best friend and a colorado legend just died on saturday night and i wanted to paint a really solid memorial piece and i want to be able to just sit there and paint and take my sweet time.

REST IN PARADISE CRIS. YOU LIVED ON EARTH AS A SAVAGE... YOU WILL BE REMEMBERED AS THE LEGEND YOU WERE. If ANYONE has that AEMOBB footage that was made into a youtube video years back, I'd love to see that posted on here. Above Everyone was PREACH's baby...and he would love to see his crew live on in infamy forever.