novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- who who phil and the oaklandishly loud art show the giant warehouse and its taco truck are the new jelly-filled donut. we walked in, following the chatter, painted walls and refried beans smell. the taco truck was parked askew, like a boy with the bill of his baseball cap off center, in the middle of the space. on a bed of wood chips. with a bomb coming out of the wood chips. it nicely complimented her beautiful owl installation, we all agreed, and toasted it with tin foil pellets of burrito goodness, beer. smoking inside. ceilings so high it felt like outside. sitting against an incline until the band started to play. (and another, in another warehouse one door down.) 10:27 pm - 11.06.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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