Given the current socio-economic climate and the brink of supreme destruction that seems to have everyone on the abyss of failure and greatness in one swift laser shot to the head, I find myself thinking of Larry. Larry was my father's best friend for many years, he was a substantial drinking pro who seemed to have ultimate knowledge on subjects like : Plastic Extrusion and Node Rocks. Plastic was his thing, oh and he excelled in fixing clutches on older chevrolet's, key to his existence overall other things was the Node Rock and Miller Lite or Budweiser. I was speaking of him last night to Sans and man, I forgot how amazing he was. I worked with him the summer I was 19 years old, I inhaled hefty plastic fumes and listened to My Bloody Valentine and Sonic Youth the whole time on my boombox whilst working with him, or rather while I watched him get drunk at work and I smoked cigs on the loading dock, I can't remember much else about that job, I was there but it's gone now. I remember him falling asleep at the wheel and running over two mailboxes, I swiftly socked him in the face to alert him to the goings-on. He also sunk lower over time to the level of stealing my sister's 10-speed, after which my father disowned him. The Node Rock, a detail I almost left out. Larry once kicked a rock outside of a kiss concert, my father says he was on lsd or something like that, from what I heard later at that same job, the rock floated in front of Larry and said his name, then it flew away. AMAZING! I wonder where he is now.
Larry, where are you now man?
here's a random picture of my band playing a show sometime in DC. lol, I forgot about this show, I thought we sucked but the live recording of it was actually quite nice.
I have been rocking out to Sebadoh and Versus almost exclusively for a few days now and it feels pretty good to me.
thanks for reading, thanks for the memories Larry.
