yep. De La Soul 3 Feet High and Rising shoes. amazing.
hey, hipster swine, the only thing the eighties was good for was hip-hop, so remember that next time you’re getting all dressed up in your neon tights. De La Soul’s 3 Feet High and Rising used to be something amazing and new, and even if it didn’t end up changing the world, it shure changed mine… it turns out that the release is a phat twenty years old now, so happy belated birthday and much respect. (man, i really miss sampling. way to ruin everything recording industry. you are the destroyers of all that is good.)
i always knew that cops smoked that shit after they confiscated it, and i also always knew they would be soooooo fucking lame to be high around. here’s looking forward to the weekend…
to celebrate the kids going back to school, tonight burlesque-extraordinaire Courtney Cruz is presenting some fun for the whole family with sexy schoolgirls, high school naughtiness and, if you’re lucky, there might even be some detention involved. Bordello Bar (901 E. 1st St., 90012).
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