The last time I had a good dose of summer heat was during a fuckin’ 114 degree heatwave in Brooklyn NY. The smog would stay in your skin as dust. I picked exactly that day to wear a backpack with khaki pants since I didn’t really own any shorts. All I had was those tennis coach shorts which with my six pack having turned into a little hipster belly, would have made me look like a child molester, or at best, some sort of sex offender. So Khakis it was! Anyways, I walked for hours in this heat and got such a bad rash in my crotch that I had to buy baby powder and apply it in the bathroom of every McDonalds I passed by. True story. This Solidisco song is the only summer heat that I can stand yo…
Guap. Out.
