“Champion. I’m home. What’s cooking?”
“Egg sandwiches. Oh, and bacon, too.”
Okay, please hurry, it’s almost time for the Jay Reatard show.
It’s 7 AM in the fucking morning. Why is the show so early? It’s because the man is a provacateur. He took an ordinary task and decided to multiply that by at least twenty eight. His ability to merely craft a song so infectious and rebellious and unconforming to typical standards. That’s why. He was a living legend. Right a long with the likes of the man himself, Robert Marley. Do you hear those train keys? He said “just gotta push on through” while at the time the lightest, most graceful of keys kicked in. The duration is short, but the fact that everything is going to be all right is the real indication. Anyway, brush your teeth we’re heading out the door soon.