"Eazy" Charlie Chekhov

I was reading Chekhov while listening to Charlie Parker earlier, and I felt some kind of affinity. Can’t quite say what. Maybe it’s that they’re both very sad men who say very sad things as playfully as possible. And maybe that’s why I can’t stand either one of them, and so love them both. They both have a gift for making the unbearable sort of delightful. I think Eazy-E said it best when he said, “Police are on my drawers, I have to pause – 40 oz. in my lap and it’s freezing my balls.” Indeed, E. Indeed.


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