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A special shout out to m'man...
Oct. 16th, 2007 10:24 amKNOW THAT FOR THE REST OF THIS SPECIAL DAY YOU WILL BE KNOWN AS...
KING OF THE BOLLYWOOD PISTOLERO'S!!!
Oct. 16th, 2007
KNOW THAT FOR THE REST OF THIS SPECIAL DAY YOU WILL BE KNOWN AS...
KING OF THE BOLLYWOOD PISTOLERO'S!!!
Red light music
Oct. 16th, 2007 12:37 pmRed light on the corner of Moreland and Euclid. STOP!
Behind me, at the Chevron parking lot, three Brothers stand outside their jet black SUV, with every door on their ride spread wide open (resembling at a glance some colossal insect ready to take flight from the gas station) releasing a steady flood of deep bass beats that reverb steadily across Little Five Points.
The Three Brothers are all wearing dark tinted glasses despite the night time and each seem to be dressed in matching desinger purple jogging outfits that probably cost more than most three piece suits. They form a tight circle around this Little Five character who's playing his handheld flute to the booty-shake music as quick as he can. The character is this skinny white guy in wire glasses, dressed up in a violet peasant blouse with matching if you were blind green coudroy pants. He's doing this hop-a-long-i'm-the-great-god-Pan dance: Long chalk colored haired, streaked with the last shades of sandy brown, flails Headbanger style and gray sneakers, bounded to his hooves by thick slashes of electrical tape, clop frantically to the beat of the vehicles sound system. ( Read more... )
Behind me, at the Chevron parking lot, three Brothers stand outside their jet black SUV, with every door on their ride spread wide open (resembling at a glance some colossal insect ready to take flight from the gas station) releasing a steady flood of deep bass beats that reverb steadily across Little Five Points.
The Three Brothers are all wearing dark tinted glasses despite the night time and each seem to be dressed in matching desinger purple jogging outfits that probably cost more than most three piece suits. They form a tight circle around this Little Five character who's playing his handheld flute to the booty-shake music as quick as he can. The character is this skinny white guy in wire glasses, dressed up in a violet peasant blouse with matching if you were blind green coudroy pants. He's doing this hop-a-long-i'm-the-great-god-Pan dance: Long chalk colored haired, streaked with the last shades of sandy brown, flails Headbanger style and gray sneakers, bounded to his hooves by thick slashes of electrical tape, clop frantically to the beat of the vehicles sound system. ( Read more... )