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| I've obscured the phone number on the theory that it belongs to someone who doesn't really want untalented girls calling them. Hm... Maybe I should put up some posters... |
Snapped this picture tonight on the way home from work. It's on one of those big poles that get put up exclusively for the purpose of having posters all over them.
My theory is that someone got dropped from a band to make room for new members, and those members were perhaps female. Possibly the remaining original member wanted to sleep with one of them. Terms like, "betrayal," "sell out," "that's my amp," etc, may have been thrown around.
I do like to imagine, though, that somewhere, somebody's living room is full of more-or-less identical bleach-blonde twenty-somethings, each with a guitar their parents just bought for them, sitting around making awkward small-talk while they wait for their turn to audition. The Sonic Youth song they're being asked to lip sync to filters in from the garage.
Also fun: The coffin-shaped "FATALITY" signs the city apparently puts up at the sites of deadly car accidents. I understand the premise, but when they genuinely look exactly like the coffin a cartoon vampire would come out of, it sort of undermines it.
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