Seriously -- what’s the meaning of an oil drum dressed as a tiki hut and
a fragrant combo of candy-cigarette-corndog? And what’s that sound?
Does someone really serenade in a street-Beethoven and Vandyke and
Cheshire smile... with that keyboard and those songs? And what happens
after the hammy opening-the-door
schtick is over? It’s all exits and entrances. Appointment only, folks.
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