Natalie Corsano Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Palermo

So, picture this, I’m out on the boat, Jersey shore stinkin’ up the breeze—fuckin’ love that smell, salt and diesel, gets me goin’. Lines out, sun’s beatin’ down, and bam! I hook somethin’ huge. Reelin’ it in, sweatin’ like a pig, thinkin’ I’m gonna be the king of the docks. Then—snap! Line breaks, gone, just like that. That’s whore, baby! Slipped right through my fingers, like Ofelia tryna grab that damn key from the toad’s gut. “This is useless!” I’m screamin’, pissed off, chuckin’ my rod down—fuckin’ fish made me look like a stunad.

The Village of Corsano

Fully solo album (all instruments, recording, mixing, & artwork done by Chris Corsano), with 3 tracks of overdubbed/multitracked "band" music of guitar/bass/drums/electonics/etc., & .

I grab a panzerotto, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, knocks into me, and my food goes flying! I’m like, “Dude, seriously?!” I’m ready to lose it, but then I see the kid’s face. He’s just a little guy, probably 7 or 8, and he’s got this huge smile. Can’t stay mad at that, right?

Chris Corsano: Avant Improv Drummer Talks About His Craft