anthony: all right, look at [ horns honking ] anthony: i remember the moment i first realized i d been living my whole life in black and white. it was like discovering a color i never knew existed before a whole new crayon box full of colors. that was it for me. from then on, there was no putting the pieces back together, no going home. things were different now. asia had ruined me for my old life. i took a walk through this beautiful world felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder sha la la la la sha la la la la la sha la la la la sha la la la la la la [ laughter ] man: whiskey for farmer! anthony: oh, that s good. this guy s trying to kill us. andy: they make more than a hundred bottles a day, so 30,000 bottles? anthony: that s a lot of whiskey. andy: yeah it s a lot of that s a lot of uh did i did i do that right? anthony: yeah. andy: or have i had to
anthony: how does the joke begin? three men in a bar? but it s not a bar. imagine the bronx a corner bodega, or maybe a luncheonette, a diner, three men, strictly by coincidence, find themselves in the same place at the same time. sitting at the counter is afrika bambaataa. across the room is melle mel. door opens, and who walks in? dj kool herc. three men who created the musical style that s become the soundtrack to, well, the whole wide world. do they all nod at each other? lament how all of them got screwed over, cut out of the big money? or just laugh at the absurdity of it all? hip-hop it came from nowhere else. it could have come from nowhere else but the bronx. i took a walk through this beautiful world felt the cool rain on my shoulder found something good in this beautiful world i felt the rain getting colder sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la, la, sha, la, la, la, la anthony: this is the br
[Introduction: Melanie Stormm continues her humorous series of posts about the misdirected emails she’s been getting. Stormm is a multiracial writer who writes fiction, poetry, and audio theatre. Her novella, Last Poet of Wyrld’s End is available through Candlemark & Gleam. She is currently the editor at the SPECk, a monthly publication on speculative poetry
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would say, and less fragrant. anthony: the village of mae on, and this place is called him tang. how did you find this place, man? we re in the middle of nowhere. andy: it s a very popular place. anthony: a restaurant showcasing one of the distinguishing elements of northern thai cuisine the heavy use of animal protein. andy: you see the local people, they re lining up. here in northern thailand, pig reigns supreme. so most of the stuff we re eating here is made out of pig. anthony: okay, so what did you order? andy: grilled pig tail. anthony: that sounds superb. yep. andy: and then we ordered some sai oua northern thai herbal pork sausage. anthony: oh yeah, i m on that. andy: brain. some pig s brain. anthony: yeah, i m i m not a big brain fan. i just that custardy sort of texture, coupled with a sort of nutty taste, frankly i d sooner rather grab a big handful of nut