Private Presses by people you Know
Sun_Fortune
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Here's one my neighbor gave me a few years ago. I was living just outside of Santa Barbara in a shifty part of Goleta. We never knew who exactly lived in the house behind us but the three mainstays were Sam, Ron and Lucy. Both Sam and Ron were on full time disablity for both physical and mental reasons. Ron was the dude, literally Lebowski, the dude. Kinda fat, middle aged, long hair, smoked pot all day, had a couple kids here and there, prone to brief fits of irrational anger. Sam was the more or less the same, except he had heart and lung problems and was bald. When he first smoked a J with me, he said "i got it from my kids. I figure they know how to get the best shit." Lucy was like their surrogate Meth Mother. Incredibly nice and sweet, but hooked on bad drugs. Everyday, a bunch of people would come over to their house to jam. it seemed the bass player was married to Sam's ex/baby's momma. the drummer lived in a much smaller house behind my neighbors house. He and Ron would fight almost every day about these cats all of them had adopted. all these dudes wore mustaches and were balding with long hair. One day after havign a garage sale at my place and selling Sam a few records, he went into his house and gave me this record. The music is dreadfull. but fuck it. he made a record. And like the bIz, Ive got it.Sam's the one on the left:Rock on.
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But damn, I spent twenty minutes on that post, and this is what you're reading:
Here's some titties:
jost joking. seems like you were hanging with the cool crowd.
take this to real heads or you're soft
holy fuck, i wanna hear your maid's record.
ha! I wouldn't really call her a maid... in Berkeley they're called house cleaners
What's a record?
DIY baby
marlin rocks, very nice dude