“I’m gripping the wheel of my fluorescent green Lamborghini so tight I feel my knuckles going white under these eel-skin driving gloves. I’m yoking all twelve cylinders, whipping the thing across busy lanes of traffic like a misshapen and potentially suicidal tennis ball. It’s early summer. Wimbledon season…”
I’m happy and honored to be included in the latest magazine from local Portland independent hip-hop label/media monster Futro Records’ magazine. You can get an actual physical copy of this most excellent magazine at Futro Records. My story is about a freelance semiotician racing his Lamborghini against LA traffic in order to save Justin Bieber from taking the directions on a shampoo bottle too literally and thus ruining his hair/life. I know, right?