Mix 15: Nothing Grows Well With That Much Sun
01 Suburban Lawns / Janitor
02 The B-52’s / Rock Lobster (original)
03 The 4 Score / Mini-Skirt
04 The Exotic Guitars / Indian Love Cell
05 Banarasi Babu / Hamara Naam Banarasi Babu
06 Davy “David Bowie” Jones and the Lower 3rd / I Pity
07 The Poppy Family / Of Cities and Escapes
08 Tom Glazer and Dottie Evans / Why Does the Sun Shine?
09 The Mighty Sparrow / Mad Bomber
10 Louis Jordan / What’s the Use of Getting Sober
11 Buddy Knox / I Think I’m Going To Kill Myself
12 Dave Dudley / Truck Driving Man
13 The Coon Hunters / We Don’t Want Niggers in Our School
14 The Slaves / Slave’s Time
15 No Remorse / Keep It White
16 Bad Brains / Pay To Cum (original)
17 Flipper / Living for the Depression
18 The Feederz / Jesus Entering From the Rear
19 Zoogz Rift / Secret Machines
By Adel Souto
I was first placed in a teen’s detention center when I was 13 and released about a month after I got in. It was the 80’s and parents did a lot of this
I was re-institutionalized six months later.
When released from my second re-educating I went over to the house of my partner in crim and drug buddy, Mick. He was out front on a ladder, pruning a tree, when I approached. I had heard that he had heard I went away for drugs, so I acted like a junkie; looking around all darty, and scratching my face and arms a bunch, as i asked him if he had anything to cure my ills. He apologizes and says he can’t help me. I get louder, saying that he really needs to help me. He says he is sorry and can’t help.
A year earlier, a friend at school sole me the track team’ starter pistol he had stolen with a full load, which I the pulled out of my back pocket and fired two shots at Mick.
His face shows real terror. He grasps his torso feeling for the entry hoes, as he flies off the ladder. His mother runs out screaming, “Mickey!”
As he is plunging towards me, he sees the smile on my face, and somehow knows it was al a gag. He proceeds to run at me, and I prepare for a knock in the jaw, but instead he grabs the gun from my hands and says. “Cool. Is that thing rea?” He quickly tells his mother to go in the house, I explained what it is.
Immediately he rushed out into the middle of the street, and fired three shots at an oncoming school bus. The bus swerves in a panic, as girls screech, and boys cry for their lives. The bus slams on its brakes about tow houses away, as Mick holds the gun to his head, and fires the last shot.
Eyes widen, but he’s still standing. The he waves goodbye to them, and walks away. A roar of laughter breaks out from the bus. Even the driver laughs as she pulls ways, as if remembering nothing but a good joke.
Yeah, it was Hialeah, Fl…so they should be used to things like that.