Showing posts with label doggystyle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doggystyle. Show all posts

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Doggystyle

by Lifeguard of Love

1. I don't know much about rap. My favorite rap albums are the most well-known rap albums, Doggystyle and Ready to Die.

2. In 5th grade, my second-best friend (who's now in a bitchin band, Full Moon Radio), listened to Snoop Dogg. "He only killed one person," she said. She was the first person I ever knew who listened to Nirvana (in 3rd grade), and she played in a Nirvana cover band on Halloween, and it was amazing.

3. Doggystyle is really chill.

4. I drunk e-bayed Doggystyle on LP, in 2007 or 2008. It was an excellent choice! It sounds really good on LP. It was the first record we listened to after midnight on New Year's 2010, on Brianna's vintage console record player.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Three on "Doggystyle"


Snoop Dogg, Doggystyle


by Slim Volume
 
I.
CJ was perched on a wooden stool behind the counter of the record store. “This is one of the best albums of all time,” she looked up from her compulsive nail filing. She looked at me while saying this as if she was telling me that the vitamin A in carrots is good for your vision.

CJ had married a local with no first name, an heir to a log cabin dynasty. An A-frame, gun, and a mean dog with a prissy name. I saw her on facebook a year ago standing on the beach, squinting in the sun. A one piece Baywatch red bathing suit. Was she back in Temecula?

II.
There are joints in manufactured homes. They press into your back like a hide-a-bed. We got up off the floor and just like that we were out the door. When you wake up still drunk, tasks seem so well defined. You see with a hard light only what you need to do. You just do. You both get into your ’89 Subaru, jellybeans and antifreeze coldly coagulating on the floor, and direct that puppy down the Duwamish. Everything would be gray anyway.

III.
There’s too much going on around the Dogghouse, too much to look at all at once. I’ve never been interested in graphic novels. So I turned the CD booklet around so Snoop’s face was the cover. “I says I’m 19, she says ‘stop lyin’’”.