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Friday, April 20, 2007

SS Carlucci

posted by on April 20 at 10:30 AM

Williamsburg, Brooklyn, New York, NY. All night pizzeria, and there he was, Carlucci. With his Pangea chops. Unfathomable, tectonic chops. He had more hair in one of his chops than most people grow on their whole body in a lifetime. Carlucci, one layed low smooth and fuzzy motherfucker.

He plays bricks, sticks, shoes, and skateboards in a noise collective called, Infinity SS. Carlucci.

Session drum sounds heard at Ground Control Studio from Blake Fleming, the original drummer of Mars Volta. The Ďarena jazz octo beast.í

Carlucci. The word takes you away, like a man who drives formula one cars and has cognac named after him.

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you makin' me miss nyc.

Posted by josh | April 20, 2007 10:50 AM

if only y'all could see the unedited version of this little clip. T tried to
take some of Carlucci's chops with him,
and Carlucci called his cousin -- Vinny, who else? -- and friend Big Pedro over.
They took him in the back of the pizzaria
and shaved him down. Not pretty. But worth a laugh fershizzle.

Posted by bosch | April 20, 2007 11:27 AM

willy wonka from hell?

Posted by lamb chop | April 21, 2007 3:22 PM

That dude is classic. His noise band completely rules. God, you're right, he is smoothe.

Posted by big al | April 21, 2007 5:05 PM

Imagine his dingleberries.

Posted by harry | April 22, 2007 12:04 AM

That guy rules.

Yeah, making me miss Brooklyn, Trent.

I'd rather not think about his dingleberries though.

Posted by tony | April 22, 2007 11:09 PM

Hi, my name is Jonney, I am from Zaire.
Just like your resource :).

Posted by Jonney_gcx | April 27, 2007 6:03 PM

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