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Trilbys.
Aren't they fucking ace? As ace as Saddam Hussein gassing the Kurds, a laugh riot,
proper rebellion and total "fuck you" to the MAN. Without the Trilby, we'd all be nobodies wandering around with our little
England mentality. With it, we're all zipping in the streets, dancing to the counterculture that is the 21st century fucking
revolution. Yeah, you got love the Trilby. It's the dude! Pete the Poet has one and if it's good enough for the modern day
Bard then for me its fucking essential gear.
My favourite Trilby is the Steve. It's in the photo right here. I love Steve cos
he tells it like it is, he's representing all the gangsters around the ghetto, he's rolling with the winners and flattening
all the losers. Pranging out to cocktails of excess, witnessing the masses fighting on the dancefloor with blood and vigour
pouring out of their heads. Steve is right there in the thick of it. The cool dude, the Samuel L. of hatwear, the Shaft mother,
the Ayatollah of Hat-a-rolla.
So get your Trilby and your Steve and go jigging in the streets to the sound of modernism.
Brothers and sisters you won't regret it.
Holler
Marky Absinthe
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