So after Giulio's studio (Centerfold video all done with legos? whhaaaattttt) we stopped by the house of Jimmy.
Aka Death to the Throne.
He lives in a bleak brick establishment a few miles north of the dense mass of broken dreams that is wherever is a few miles north of where he lives. Inside it's just piles and piles of broken electric guitars, vinyl, cigarette buts and discarded ramen bowls, and all you can hear to guide you to where he's at is the pounding synths of an upcoming LMFAO remix.
The sign on the door reads "DJ KILL PEOPLE" but it's almost illegible, and I didn't care to read into it because my legs were so cut up from the broken guitar strings everywhere (damn Arizona heat making me wear shorts) that pain was blurring my judgement.
All we want Jimmy... All we want is your scraps... A bonus beat, an abandonded Jay-Z remix and some lo fi demos... That's all we want.
