Brian Hickey is a local journalist whose name has been regularly featured in the papers since being run over and left for dead in South Jersey.
Unfortunately, for the as-yet unnamed driver the of the car, Hickey is back on his feet (and keyboard) and has a story to tell. Looking forward to seeing the rest of this pan out (which it will).
Hombres, “Let It Out (Let It All Hang Out)”
I was thinking about summer last night, and sitting outside, swatting flies and drinking beer, waiting for something on the grill to burn, and thinking about AM radio and how when you were a kid every song meant so much more with the reverb and echo of the huge-bottomed basslines all the good tunes seemed to have…and then this silly tune started rattling around in my head, and, I realized, even as the Velvets were slinking under NYC about to reinvent the world, there were all these trash bands from the hinterlands doing nothing but riffffffing “Gloria” to death, and I loved them, each and every one, swatted a fly, drank a beer, and waited for something to burn.
Saw a man walkin’ upside down
My T.V.s on the blink
Made Galileo look like a Boy Scout
Sorry ‘bout that, let it all hang out
Things one (I) might deduce about KarenUhOh:
- She might be a lawyer
- She might be a rebel
- She might be a rebel lawyer
- She might have been a lawyer for rebels
- She tumbls
- She might live in the Chicago area
- She might be unemployed, perhaps as a result of being a lawyer for rebels
- She was a (the) rebel Gawker commentor
- She likes rebel music.
