Are the boxes assembled there or does that take place at another site?
One day you're on top of the world, the next your some schmoe working in a box factory.
Was the box factory converted specifically for this purpose?
By "converted box factory" do they mean "The Box Factory Lofts: 60,000 square feet of gentrificatory rental properties"?
This is really quite pleasant to listen to.
5: Agreed. It certainly beats the goddamn Beastie Boys the café I'm in is playing. Who likes the Beastie Boys anyway? They sound like chickens.
Buck bucka buck, bucka-bucka buck BOCK.
Buck bucka buck, bucka-bucka buck BOCK.
Who likes the Beastie Boys anyway?
I hear good things about Paul's Boutique.
I have a fond memory of a brief conversation on a flight to NYC (to visit a friend in Brooklyn) with the young, attractive, and slightly drunk woman sitting next to me. When she found out my plans she insisted that I listen to "No Sleep 'til Brooklyn" for my on the airplane headphones.
It sounded terrible, so I couldn't tell you if it;'s a good song, but it was charming.
This reminds me of my participation in an art provocation, detailed here. A friend won permission to replace the commercial radio station playing in the UCSD food court with ambient traffic sounds recorded from I-5 nearby. Some students thought it was ocean sounds; others complained. A friend and I rolled down from LA and led a protest against her artwork with some of her students as troops.
"No hot hits, no peace!"
"What do we want?" "[silence]" "When do we want it?" "Now!"
Alternately: "What do we want?" "Auditory stimulation of our consumptive habits!" "When..." etc.
There may be a video of the protest online somewhere.
Here's a documentary of the artwork with protest footage featuring a young, aloha-clad k-sky at 6:16.