CLOWER, LEE: © Lee Clower.
YOU’VE FUCKED WITH THE BEST, NOW FUCK WITH THE BEST. I AM SO SICK OF DOUCHE BAGS TELLING ME ABOUT THE “BEST” FRIED CHICKEN AT SOME OBSCURE LOCATION IN BROOKLYN. I AM SURE IT IS ORGANIC, COSTS ABOUT FIFTY DOLLARS, AND IS SERVED UP BY SOME DUDE WITH AN AMAZING HAIRCUT, AN AWESOME BEARD, SOME IRONIC T-SHIRT, A PAIR OF SKINNY-ASS JEANS THAT ARE MOST CERTAINLY MADE IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, AND A SET OF SOME OF THOSE “WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE AMAZING” SECONDHAND RED WING BOOTS.
I’LL STICK WITH MY POPEYES, THANK YOU.
I LEARNED WAY MORE ABOUT HISTORY AND LIFE FROM LISTENING TO ROCK ’N’ ROLL THAN I EVER LEARNED IN SCHOOL.
PROBABLY BECAUSE I WASN’T LISTENING.
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