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Bonehenge
One man's pickup with camper shell is another man's pickup with camper shell-erati.

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Here's a closer look. For Crid.

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Okay, okay, before somebody asks or goes blind trying to figure it out, here's what I could make out of the verse:

Somewhere a fog crawls across the forgotten dead.
Somewhere a lone voice cries for help.
Somewhere there is fresh blood on someone's lips.
Somewhere there is a fallen angel with...(indeciperable)
Somewhere a name has been given to an...(indeciperable)
and that name is Voodoo(last word indeciperable, but kind of looks like Gucci)

Photographed Thursday afternoon, 3rd and Crescent Heights, Lost Angeles.

Posted by aalkon at June 30, 2007 1:31 PM

Comments

Lord knows, I'm a Voodoo Chile...

(make Gregg explain this to you)

Posted by: Crid at June 30, 2007 2:21 AM

Hmmm, Hendrix. (Gregg is sleeping but Google's up.)

Posted by: Amy Alkon at June 30, 2007 6:10 AM

Well, it takes all kinds, but as for me, I'd never decorate my pickup, not even with a bumper sticker. I want everyone who looks at that truck to realize that I am not the kind of guy who expresses his identity with the appearance of his vehicle.

Posted by: Axman at June 30, 2007 7:43 AM

Ditto. And I don't wear clothes with other people's names on them. Well, the day Calvin Klein goes around in an Amy Alkon shirt is the day I might consider wearing something with his name on it.

Posted by: Amy Alkon at June 30, 2007 8:08 AM

> And I don't wear clothes with
> other people's names on them.

Me too (sleeping in Rec Cross t-shirts doesn't count). This is an important principle of fashion. My heart breaks when seeing impoverished but gorgeous inner-city kids doing the marketing work for wealthy designers.

Posted by: Crid at June 30, 2007 8:38 AM

Does this guy think his boootiful truck is going to help him get laid? Just wondering...

Posted by: Chrissy at June 30, 2007 9:09 AM

Lord knows, I'm a Voodoo Chile...
(make Gregg explain this to you)

Amy knows the Hendrix line from the bootleg I got her:

"Julie Andrews does Jimi Hendrix, Live at Loehmann's"

That's when she discovered that Jimi was black.


Posted by: Gregg Sutter at June 30, 2007 9:14 AM

As a child of the 70s, I am ALL ABOUT airbrushed vans, especially if they include verse by Led Zeppelin.

Posted by: Lena at June 30, 2007 12:46 PM

*waving hand here*
Yep, that's me, as well. Last week in New Orleans, I attended a Midsummer Voodoo Ritual on St. John's Bayou. Voodoo Chile, indeed!

Posted by: Flynne at June 30, 2007 2:09 PM

"Does this guy think his boootiful truck is going to help him get laid?"

Umm, it will! Perhaps you didn't know this, but the kind of vehicle one drives identifies which of the six-or-so opposite sexes you are in California!

Posted by: Radwaste at June 30, 2007 5:29 PM

It looks like a tribute to a dead stripper.

Posted by: Gary S. at July 2, 2007 3:31 PM

...it looks like a tribute to a dead stripper...


Yeah - one with horribly uneven boobs.

Posted by: ResearchGuy at July 3, 2007 6:38 AM

You need to study some more... The most horribly uneven boobs you'll ever see are still pretty good time.

Posted by: Crid at July 3, 2007 12:53 PM

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