Oedipal Beatdown’s entry for the 2010 Coney Island Biennial.
A remake of the classic Slick Rick mediation on unreconstructed male-female interactions.
The silly string graffiti on the wall is when the ditty transcended the overly-narrow constraints of the genre for me.
Additionally, “prostitute,” in this theater, is a simile for Thatcher and her domestic policies.
Essentially, my man is calling for the reclamation of governmental stewardship by the Tories and the re-establishment of a loosely-governed federated model like the Balkans, but with independent fiscal policies for member states.
Insert joke about Wales here.
I am titillated just typing all of that.
Two NYC power centers go toe-to-toe on the Upper East Side.
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The New Knoxville dancers get down to the immortal Mr. Strawberry. Don’t miss the breakdown at 1:55.
. . . Is a key line in this middling non-seminal quasi-classic from Tha’ Alkaholiks (I wanted to type “The Alcoholics” but my Urban Dictionary spell-checker keeps it real.)
At some point in this melodious romp through the hazy fog of inebriation-inspired poor judgment, the lead Rap dude, Tash, or the “Rap-singer Tash” as the New York Times used to call them, says the following:
“The freshest, yes it’s, the rhymer with the bottle
Kickin it with my homie like Lamont do with Rollo
Live at the Apollo, they still couldn’t do it
Cause even in New York the crew be buzzin off the fluid”
Now, Sanford and Son debuted in 1972, lasting five years and 164 episodes until 1977, though it is still a staple of some ethnically-themed networks that will go unnamed.
This, my friends, is a picture of one Rollo Larson
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Eddie Haskell to Lamont’s younger Cleaver in the Watts update of Leave it to Beaver (please send royalties to my Isle of Man account if *that* ever gets made.)
Yet, when executing a search for “Lamont and Rollo,” this is the first thing that popped up
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Yes, that’s right, a Lamont design Rollo Ribbed Vase.
What?
It is has been built with “Textures have been carved into reclaimed teak, then covered with leaf and natural lacquer. To create Gilded Cinnabar, a beautiful finish exclusive to LAMONT, the vessels are covered with cinnabar lacquer, gilded with silver leaf and rubbed back by hand before a final lacquer. Available in Velvet Black, Negoro Red and Gilded Cinnabar.”
If this doesn’t represent the chickens of marketing synergy coming home to roost, my friends, then someone in this world didn’t name their son Beaver.
Group hug, OB over and out.
Found lilting seductively on the warm breath of an afternoon breeze…I wasn’t joking about the, um, intimacy of stoop sales in these parts. I’m not up on my lingerie terms, is this actually a negligee? A camisol? Teddy? Anyone?
Glitter Rock and Sideman mesmerize Electra Woman and Dyna Girl with Run Pig Run.
Hard to tell from the grainy blackberry pictures, but witnessed a sparrow chowing down on a sizable dragonfly (above and to the left of sparrow in first picture) on 18th Street. Sparrow was wrestling with it (the blur in the second image is the dragonfly getting shaken in the bird’s beak) and breaking off chunks. More unsettling for some reason than the time I saw a red-tailed hawk take out a squirrel in Stuy Town.