Ya gettin stripped from ya garments, boy, run ya jewels
While the meth got me open like fallopian tubes
I bring death to a snake when he least expect
Ain’t a damn thing changed, boy, protect ya neck
Superchief is Ed Zipco’s baby; dude’s been doing this shit for like 20 years. Bill “Dogg” Dunleavy too, but he’s an anarchist and more open to shit, whereas Ed’s more of a stoner-control-freak about things, especially in relation to his baby. Which makes sense, given how much of himself he’s poured into the motherfucker over the years. What I’m trying to say is, blog game fuckin’ crazy, and you don’t wanna give up control of your whole empire to some untested variable that might fuck everything up and destroy all the shit you just spent all your time building in one solid week of posting cat videos and masturbatory blog posts.
Which is cool, because like any good resident of the world wide republic of the innernet, I love cats.
So when they told me they were letting me and Symphony take over the website for a couple of weeks while they
get loaded bring Superchief to the art world in Miami, I didn’t question it, because if I questioned it, they’d probably have realized their mistake and taken back the offer. But you know what, those fuckers owe me for the time that I let Ed hit me in the head with a lead pipe while we were all intoxicated and then let them unsuccessfully try to throw me through a TV set, and Bill forgot to press “record” on the whole thing.
It’s cool though, I got a pipe shot in on Ed and slapped him in the face. At least once. I don’t remember the whole incident that well. And we destroyed the TV afterwards with an axe since we couldn’t do it with my head. Besides, I just drank through the concussion and played a show later that night, so it all worked out.
(Don’t worry, I was wearing a helmet. Role model, kids.)
But yeah, for those of you that don’t know, I’m Tricky Youth – sometimes I do some writin’ here on soopercheef, I’m in a band called HARASSSARAH, and I’ll be your host for the next however long (if Ed and Bill think I’m handing over the site when they get back, they’s foolin themselves. I’m keeping this thang until I get bored with it, gurrrl.) and for everyone that does, you already know what you’re in for.
Yep, this gonna be fuuuuuuuuuuuuuun.
…I’ll always love that song.Tweet