music, yelling, drinking, parks, thrift stores, looking down on the west side.
East siders, or lovers of the East Van goodness.
I like a lot of different music, but I don't want to play favorites. Maybe later.
I have a lot of heroes, the main one is that old guy you allways used to see on comercial dr. with his elvis wig and push walker and ghetto blaster. That guy ruled. Oh and all the people that live here.