I Feast Off The Flesh Of The Haters

Where you at Tuesday night? ‘Cause I know where I’m at. Funky Buddha, babies. Watching the Goddess of Gold Pants herself, Leslie Hall.

If you know what’s good for you, you’ll be there too.

Shit. (That’s for you, Viv.)


9 Responses to “I Feast Off The Flesh Of The Haters”

  1. allison Says:

    I can not attend. I live in the wrong city. I have chosen unwisely. DAMN CITY.

  2. Tracy Lynn Says:

    Trapped in New England, I rail against my inability to access the Goddess of the Gold Pants. I am ashamed.

  3. jenny Says:

    Sorry gals, but you should definitely be on the lookout if she comes to a town near you. She is something to behold.

  4. Anonymous Says:

    Dear Jenny,
    What kind of music does Gold Pants girl play?

  5. jenny Says:

    Viv: Click on the YouTube video when you get home and you’ll hear some of it. She’s mostly a badass hip-hop Iowa rapper with lyrics like, “I wanna thank you momma for making me gold pants. Ones I can dance in, and make romance in.”
    And her mom really did make those gold pants for her.

  6. elle Says:

    I am strangely effected by this and need to watch the video again….I think it might be lurve.

  7. Anonymous Says:

    Dear Jenny,
    I did what you said and just watched her video. While I am singing, “I wear gold spandex pants, and made a hip-hop album” to myself, I am completely horrified and kinda loving it. But also horrified. And still kinda loving it.

  8. jenny Says:

    Elle: It is lurve, with a capital URVE!
    Viv: Okay, it’s almost 2:00am, and I just got home from her show, where she sang that song. She called it a lullaby. I love her with an intensity that almost makes me uncomfortable. Almost.

  9. Fish Says:

    Do I wish I had sound on this office computer?
    Do I !!!!