Wednesday, December 08, 2004
liquid swords.
so, my conjecture piece/column/BS theory for the Houston Music Review is entitled "Race and the Indie-Rock Nation". dont know where its going, but I've been wanting to write about brown and black folk breaking guitars (the Mars Volta, TV on the Radio, Cafe Tacuba, etc) and how the idea and reality of race rubs elbows with American indie rock. I'm hoping it won't get too out of hand like Barry's arms in the offseason. maybe I'll just write about Chilean minimal techno or this guy.
and look out for them in Ohio. remember what Scarface lectured you on years ago: real gangstas think deep.
and they wear pink. word to Cam'Ron.
don't look so blue.
