New trailer, Norman Mailer, that Strunk aint no punk, and holy cow, its David Yow.
Also, I awoke this morning to find an email from Mr. Mr. 685 himself. He writes:
'I DITCHED WORK TWO DAYS AGO TO GO FOR A RIDE IN MY COMUNIST-RED SWOBO JERSEY.
BY THE TIME I GOT HOME I HAD; KISSED THE GOAT, CRASHED ON SOME ICE LEAVING A NICE WOUND ON MY LEG, WATCHED T.J. PUKE IN THE PARK INFRONT OF THE GENERAL PUBLIC, AND FOUND A SQUIRREL TAIL ON THE ROAD.
ALL OF THE ABOVE LISTED EVENTS HELPED MAKE FOR A GREAT RIDE AND A NICE SMELLING JERSEY.
NOW THAT'S ITALIAN!'
And I will finish with simply stating that Im sick as a dog, and my better half wants our parents to meet this weekend.
Psychosomatic, or what?
Now, its nether here nor there, but I found this footage of Mr. Yow taking a bottle across the back of his head.
The guys a trooper. I still have scars on my back from landing on a broken bottle at a Jesus Lizard show at The Kennel Club in 1993. It would appear that getting cut by bottles at the shows was a bit of a reoccurring theme. Im guessing by the sounds coming from the crowd that the perpetrator got themselves a bit of a blanket party to reward them for their excellent aim.
All hail David Yow.
Oh, and one more thing. Synthetics better than wool?
I guess the baseball illuminati didnt get the memo. The stink, shes gonna be risin'.
Comments
Sickest vid I've seen in a while.
Posted by: Kevin L. | February 24, 2007 04:07 AM