Ayo, I Need New Speakers
My desk fell down some days ago, when I fold back the couch-bed. My laptop is alright, I’m blessed, but my speakers are over kaput. Since that day, and for almost a week now, I’ve been listening music through the laptop’s built-in garbage can speakers and I realised how, for me, life cannot be enjoyed without a good quality sound in it.
I’m not even talking about the need of a fancy high-end system designed for sound engeneers. I just want a decent sound ! Come on Laptop, where the bass at ? Fuck.
Anyway, look at this dirty shit. I was carrying them since a dozen of years. They came with the first familly computer we had in the early 2000s. Peep the graffitish shit I drew just after I splashed grape juice and stained the tissue; the little ecko stickers a friend gave me in high school and the shitty handstyled sticker for hiphopfranco.com that I’ll keep reppin’ for life, btw.
Rest In Beats my dirty little speakers.
I abused you, I remember, you served me well, for hours, back-to-back days, non-stop action, for years of my life, and I’ll remember you.
