he's got colgate on his teeth and reebok classics on his feet

the guy that sells "quarter pound shrimp cakes!" outside my apartment in bushwick is a nice dude, but when i'm waddling off to work in 85 degree heat, shrimp cakes are the last thing i want to imagine eating

i know i've been kind of sleeping on it, but i've been feeling maximo park's a certain trigger a whole bunch recently. particularly the keyboard player's classy spastic moves in the videos.

come see me dj on saturday

for real.