Spring Love

from the LP Party Your Body, BCM Records, 1988



The farmer’s market in this area is already in full swing, and we walked out of there yesterday with a veritable feast of goodies---we’ve learned that you have to get there early if you want some farm-fresh eggs, as they are the first to go, and for good reason! If you like eggs, there is really no going back once you’ve tasted the thick, school-bus orange orb of awesomeness that is the over-easy yolk of one of those farm-fresh eggs. The majority of the produce on sale just came out of the ground the day before and is organic, so it’s as unsullied & tasty as it gets, but there is so much more on offer when you dig around: figgy olive tapenade, fresh honeyed yoghurt, local mead, apple cider, homemade soaps, baked breads, banana empanadas, even all-natural rib-eyes from a nearby ranch of Scottish Highlanders that are some of the tastiest steaks I’ve ever had outside of restaurants. Spring time is fantastic for walking around outside in the mornings, the warm sun kept firmly in check by a persistent cool breeze, the aroma of lilacs and irises teasing your nose, and dreadlocks everywhere… well, in this area anyways. Stevie B was basically unopposed as king of the freestyle beats, considering the whole genre was dominated by, um, women; frankly, it was a wise move on his part (the Jheri-curl mullet he’s rocking on the cover notwithstanding), and he had a string of dance hits in the late ‘80s as the scene was winding down. No matter how far away life takes me from Florida, I will never loose my love for that Miami bass sound. Word.