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2002-11-07

Jason Mizell
B. 1.21.65 Queens / D. 10.30.02 Queens
Homicide / Gunshots

Fear not, Brooklyn fairies, there’s no drama in Queens. Miles of Home Depots, queues of plastic flags for Burger Kings. Passed up potential copies of Bob James One, Two, Three (Three to two, one) For what?

Our Squiers of rock attend us with Big Beat bass drums. Credit the 80’s for South Bronx seeded conversation: ‘What instrument do you play?’ ‘Well … uh … um … BIG D$&# IN YOUR MOUTH ALL DAY!’

Nightmarish too-tight Lee legs strangle like three stripes of DNA. Run in the MTA bus lot with Phat Farm sneakers. ‘Who do I look like? Korn?’ Onyx night skies air absolution for Throw Ya Gunz. We're complacent and weary. Might as well shoot up the retirement community. Here we go (Live at the Funhouse 2002).

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