DocPop just scored some rollerblades. Remember those? Well does the hit SEGA game Skitchin’ jog your memory? Thought so. Anyway, that means he’s heading to Cellspace’s skate night this Tuesday. Maybe you should too, if you’ve got a pair and you’re into synchronized dancing:
Back when I was growing up in Modesto, CA, our yearly reward for being above a 2.0 GPA was a trip to Roller King. I can still remember the bruises from repeatedly falling on my locker keys, but rolling around in a big circle to Ray Parker Jr.’s Ghostbusters and couple skating with Gabrielle made it totally worth it. Skating is fun.
Before you go and grab a head band and a pair of neon leg warmers, be aware that this party is un-ironic. I would tell you what that means, but I’m not even convinced I know what “ironic” means anymore.
[via DocPop]
Yo Vic, if you come tomorrow I’ll pay for your entry, but only if you are willing to submit to a skate off of some sort.
As far as the ironic part, everytime I would ask people to go skating they’d be like “Yeah, we could get some bell bottoms and shiny shirts”. I guess, if you are into that, you can wear it, but I just want to go skating and shit.
Hey! That’s me in the photo/poster. I found those skates last night, a week after doc found his. This is how hobbies start, by finding shit on the sidewalk..
FUCK YEAH ROLLER KING BEHIND THE FOODS 4 LESS.
represent.
don drummond biography – life in the fast lane add a dash of hendrixs spirit, and youve got an inkling as to what kind of gumbo these guys were serving up. and just when you thought they had reached their peak, shorty and the band kicked their funkedelicized dixieland fusion up still another notch. let the sinner rejoice, there are a lot of excellent trombone players out there and several great ones but few possess the unique combination of technical ability and musical genius of frank rosolino and carl fontana.