Saturday, September 30, 2006

THE CAPTAIN? OR THE KING?


Fat Sal never breaks a promise.

That’s true under normal circumstances. But it’s triple-dog true when that promise pertains to his beloved COCONUT.

So recall, if you will, that I recently committed to our good friend Euro Trac that I would dress Captain Coconut as The King.

And so...as you see above...another promise has been fulfilled.

Hey Trac, why don’t you tell everyone what type of sandwich that is?

12 Comments:

At 10:31 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Dat dudn't look like me at all.
-King da Cat

 
At 10:38 PM, Blogger Sal DeTraglia said...

Oh yeah, I forgot. The King isn't just working at Burger King; he's also living in Basel.

 
At 10:41 PM, Blogger euro-trac said...

Oh Sal!!!!

I need to get back to you on this one... I'm simply too overwhelmed with joy to be able to find the right words!! :O)

Did you eat the fried peanut butter and banana sandwich after the photoshoot?

Brilliant! xx

...and all those drugs??? I do hope you're not implying that The King may have dabbled in pharmaceutical drugs!? :O)

 
At 10:53 PM, Blogger Sal DeTraglia said...

Trac:

You betcha I ate it. And it was to die for!

...Although preferably not at the age of 42.

Sal

PS: And to think...you were about to retire from the blogospher. Tsk, tsk...

 
At 11:22 AM, Blogger woman wandering said...

A stunning piece of creative genius my dear ... congratulations to you.

Made me giggle, it did.

 
At 11:35 AM, Blogger christina said...

Heeeeee! Thanks for the laugh, lord knows I need it.

Even *I*, uninformed as I am about rock and roll icons, knew what kind of sandwich that was. But hey, where'd you get all those drugs? (and can I have some?)

 
At 11:37 AM, Blogger christina said...

On closer inspection, I think I'd take some of the stuff in the back, NOT the glycerine suppositories in the front. Did Elvis need those too?

 
At 11:57 AM, Blogger euro-trac said...

I couldn't find anything coconutish enough to say thank you properly...

Will a watermelon do?
:O)x

 
At 1:28 PM, Blogger Sal DeTraglia said...

Lady Di: Everyone needs a muse. Mine is COCONUT.

Christina: Yep...every European parent is familiar with Rovi glycerine supositories. Perhaps if The King has his daily dose of Rovi, he might've lived longer. He did, after all, die on the throne.

Trac: Zappa's "Watermelon in the Easter Hay" is the perfect thank you. Zappa is my Elvis. The great one watching from the great beyond, and all.


So...what's the next stop in our great COCONUT adventure? Hmmm...I still have plenty of ideas.

 
At 2:29 PM, Blogger euro-trac said...

Yeah... Good old Frank!

Did you ever see him play live?

I always remember sitting there at the gig, Frank with his guitar and me thinking...

"This is just perfect!"

A true talent for sure! :O)

 
At 10:09 PM, Blogger Sal DeTraglia said...

Ohhhh, Trac. Sadly, I never saw Frank live. I first acquired my Zappatite approx. one month before he died.

But you have?! Man...you're my hero.

Thank God for YouTube, however. That website is a gold mine of of concert footage. It even have footage of the 13th Floor Elevators on American Bandstand.

No Bubble Puppy, however. Not yet, at least.

 
At 11:50 PM, Blogger euro-trac said...

Shit..shit..shit.. I almost left you the 13th floor elevators! hahaha... It's been stashed in my favourites since I discovered YouTube!

Oh well... another day perhaps! :O)

 

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