Words by Sean Moeller, Illustration by Johnnie Cluney, Recording engineered by Shawn Biggs at Studio Paradiso, San Francisco, California
There is no cast, just one character that West Coast rapper Antwon portrays in his filthy songs of empowerment and sexual conquests. It's a man who is deeply troubled and likely knows it. Someone without troubles wouldn't take it upon themselves to develop so many different ways to talk about dick and doing all assortment of things with vaginas and assholes. They might think them, but they'd leave them up in their untidy, lascivious heads for as long as they could keep them corked.
The man that Antwon portrays is one who is defiantly forthright, telling us exactly what he wants to do -- how the flesh should be laid out, what it should taste like (that it's okay if it tastes totally different), and just how triumphant all of this can turn out to be. He's a man who is living not just for the moment, but for the micro-sized moments, for the slippery times, for the sweaty points of view, for all of the sparkly and regrettable things that we may allow ourselves to do when there's just no stopping two or more horny bodies. Shit gets out of hand and when it gets out of hand enough times, one can become an abuser of the perversions. One might even delight in those perversions, seeking them out above all else. They simply MUST find new ways to fuck and be fucked or else it doesn't count. They must find new ways to feel big or they feel hollow. They must become a kind of screwed caricature that is always going to be amazing to watch and listen to as they build out their Great American Climax.
Kiss me in the backyard.
Hope we relapse tonight.
Antwon Official Site