- Eleanor on Riggsbee
The way an ODD block party was meant to be held: local beer, local food, and local music; all in the street.

The youth skated past to the sounds of Selector BC's funky vinyl. Mike P's trombone and fixed gear completed the panorama of Durham behind us. The sun setting behind the glass skyscraper was something out of rock dream.

Durham Central Park was on the horizon; I imagined how beautiful it would be.

Cask ale and curiosity flooded the streets with our sound and babies began to dance.
Even the D.P.D was seen tapping their toes to the rhythm.

ODDcrew's recent success needs a calling card but Sir Truth hesitates.

Why you ask? Even great success meets adversity.

The youth hung around in shadows until the crowds had dispersed and hoped to help in polishing the casks. We brought our celebration up and to the roof. There were gardens and grandeur, but as Sir Truth found a comfortable seat and conversation, he also found one of his mother's co-workers.

She promptly demanded our exit and no words would sway her.

"You're very charming, but don't sweet talk me!" she said, sternly.

Maybe next year..


Marvin Holmes & the Uptights - Sweet Talk