Drag the Waters.

i will never forget the look on that woman's face when she laid her eyes on me. she already had a pretty deathly pallor to her, but the tortured sounds of pantera's drag the waters at the traffic light afforded her an even more deathly plexion.

she clearly wanted to cover her kids' ears, reach for the backseat with all deliberate speed. but she was too frightened to move. guess they don't get this sort of thing that often out in exurbia.

turn it up.

all i could do is laugh and think, "wow kasai, i wonder if she's more appalled and shocked that i'm playing this song this loudly, or that i'm black and listening to this thrashy metal stuff?"

who knows. the week rolls on and time waits for no man.

green light.