Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Summer, pt. 3: WAR, the band not the act of


Sometimes I'll drift off and dream I'm hanging out with some cholos in Los Angeles in the early 1970's, (they don't make fun of me by calling me "Milkweed" like they call that mixed race dude in that movie Blood in Blood Out) and I'm part of the gang. We all sort of chill out in the sun, listen to this song, and live like kings.


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