If I lived in the ATL this weekend, youâ€™d find me at Corndogorama over at the new Lennyâ€™s. When can you quit calling it the â€œnewâ€ Lennyâ€™s by the way? Definitely a downgrade in my book. Nothing beats standing in a yard and getting wasted on PBR with some nice tunes to accompany it.
I recall last year happenings including accidently ashing on a babyâ€™s head which was seriously not my fault and The One EK can defend that but the lady bitched me out regardless and then we laughed as she walked away, chillinâ€™ with Sandee and her dog, singing along to The Avetts who were dressed in football uniforms to honor the World Cup, massive downpours creating a river behind The EARL, The One EKâ€™s food being stolen in the split second it takes to knock back a Jager shot, which I still have no idea how the busboy could have swiped it that quick, the same busboy denying taking it while eating the The One EKâ€™s French fries, oh that was fucking hilarious, and whatever else happened after thatâ€¦..good times.
Iâ€™d be over there late Saturday afternoon watching the eating contest, Zoroaster, and Moresight, but then Iâ€™d immediately jet to The EARL with my advance purchase ticket, since itâ€™ll sellout, to watch Cadillac Jones open for Charles Walker and The Dynamites while drinking some Terrapin. The One EK and I saw this same lineup earlier this year or late last year and they killed it. Nasty riddims from both outfits.
On an ATL noteâ€¦Nuff Respect to the State Street Soundsystem crew. Weâ€™re boss.
Remember Greg Burns reaction when he saw The One EKâ€™s liberty spikes. Classic.
â€œEric, ga-ga-goooo-good tooooo seee yewww,â€¦â€¦..yeah,â€¦â€¦..still playinâ€™ baseball?â€