Hey! All is not lost - there's still North Granville. If you took all the "Trailer Park Boys", Drug Dealers and Car Theives out of Surrey, dressed them up a little (can't go 'down' here...) and threw them onto Granville between the bridge and Robson, mixed in some Ketchup, donuts and cheap pizza, then you'd have a painting of a typical Saturday night on North Granville.
The "AA Crew" seems to claim most of the delinquency in this area, although a few familiar downtown painters are recognizeable here too.
The next few pieces are out of another hole-in-the-wall dental orifice, oriented perpendicular to the Venerable Street of Theatres. Theatre of the Absurd.
is the tribulation above; followed by other ghost-like throwups as shown.
hovering around a Teepee with Shingles. Blue Shingles.
, but it leaves me a little bereft of attidtude, and confers a mild case of Mildew to boot. Makes me long for the Bleu Pyramid Again. Damn.
Kind of like "trapped in a Heavy Metal Concert Without Earplugs". With Bad-Breath Vampires breathing down my lilly-white neck.
extols ancient wisdom on the calories required to get your blood boiling if you rely on Cheap Beverages to do so.
Three vampires went into a bar and sat down.
The barmaid came over to take their orders.
"And what would you, er, gentlemen like tonight?"
The first vampire said, "I'll have a mug of blood."
The second vampire said, "I'll have a mug of blood."
The third vampire shook his head at his companions
and said, "I will have a glass of plasma."
The barmaid wrote down each order, went to the
bar and called to the bartender,
"Two bloods and a blood light!"
A nifty piece of merchandise, but - sad to say, not one of SEZ1's Street-Art Sweet-Hearts. Some serious color-wheel work needed here.
Okay AA CREW. Enough is enough. We retreat back to the Cat-Piss™ Alleyways of North-side downtown.
Onward to more solid delusions, more substantial soliloquies
and more rambunctious ramblings.