Anna Lee's Summit Whore ❤️

About San Jose

First time I heard it, I was like, “Bloody hell, this is gold!” Got me bouncin’ round the office, lookin’ like a right plonker—classic Brent move, eh? It’s got this sleazy, dirty bassline—makes ya feel like you’re dodgin’ coppers in Rio, or maybe hustlin’ paper in Slough. The lyrics? Mate, they hit ya like, “Run! The pigs are comin’!” Straight outta the movie, that urgency—love it. Little known fact: heard through the grapevine the singer wrote it after a bender in some dodgy pub—proper rock ‘n’ roll, that!

First off, Summit Rd. is my go-to spot; it's lit with life. I'm talkin’ vibrant street scenes, cool coffee shops and that one funky diner on LaMonte Dr.—yo, it's rad! I always say, "Fool me once, shame on you," but this diner? Always gets me goin’ back for more!

Lee’s Summit road crews ‘making progress,’ but ask for patience