June 09 -From The Award Winning Short Story series " Sometimes What I like to do"
Sometimes when I'm feeling extra creative and want to make a little extra money, I'll put on some old ass 70's mismatched clothes like a puke yellow paisly shirt and a pair of red and black striped bell bottomed pants and a pair of wild "Elvis like" sunglasses and I'll get a milk crate, my Roland Micro-Cube Amp/PA, a tip bucket and a plastic Bucket to drum on with the words "ShoeFro Band" on the sides and head down to the busiest intersection median on a Fri-Sat night, and set up for some Jive ass drumming and singing about the next car to drive up. For Example:
"I'm a medium size Chevy dragging these sad sacks around town. I'm red and Brown and these sad sacks are bringing me down. Give me some money, Put it in my jug, Give Me some money, Its better than a smile or a hug from ya wife or ya daughter. The lights still red do what I said. Give Me some Money!! Give me some Bread!!! I be ShosFRO give me some monies before I be dead...."
Sometimes I'll bring my Fender and get all Really Jive'in and shucking. Alot of times the Cops will come by and try and shut me down and take all my money under the threat of making too much money with out a permit. I try and put alot down my socks and in my drawers so when they come by and raid my moneies they wont be getting it all.
Anyway, I'm not in it for the money but the Jive'assin and shuckin and jukin I do out there in "No mans land" Aint nobody doing what I'm doing. I'm a muthafucking artist and aint nothing stopping me from playing where ever and whenever I want to at any lit intersection median. This is cutting edge shit man. And like I said I pick up a little scratch on the side to pay the bills...
....Other times I like to get in a big Washing Machine size box and and set it on a busy Intersection median and get it it and "spy" on the people with small holes cut in the box. Alot of times I'll get bored and go to sleep and someone will get out and open the lid on the box and it scares the Hell out of all involved. I usually start screamin for them to get out of my house and my yard. And because its a red light intersection and it turns to green -They do, so I always win that argument.
"I'm a medium size Chevy dragging these sad sacks around town. I'm red and Brown and these sad sacks are bringing me down. Give me some money, Put it in my jug, Give Me some money, Its better than a smile or a hug from ya wife or ya daughter. The lights still red do what I said. Give Me some Money!! Give me some Bread!!! I be ShosFRO give me some monies before I be dead...."
Sometimes I'll bring my Fender and get all Really Jive'in and shucking. Alot of times the Cops will come by and try and shut me down and take all my money under the threat of making too much money with out a permit. I try and put alot down my socks and in my drawers so when they come by and raid my moneies they wont be getting it all.
Anyway, I'm not in it for the money but the Jive'assin and shuckin and jukin I do out there in "No mans land" Aint nobody doing what I'm doing. I'm a muthafucking artist and aint nothing stopping me from playing where ever and whenever I want to at any lit intersection median. This is cutting edge shit man. And like I said I pick up a little scratch on the side to pay the bills...
....Other times I like to get in a big Washing Machine size box and and set it on a busy Intersection median and get it it and "spy" on the people with small holes cut in the box. Alot of times I'll get bored and go to sleep and someone will get out and open the lid on the box and it scares the Hell out of all involved. I usually start screamin for them to get out of my house and my yard. And because its a red light intersection and it turns to green -They do, so I always win that argument.
posted by Mark Scott at 6:34 PM
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