The devil went down to Newport Beach, CA—he was lookin' for a soul to snatch. He came upon this young man tinkling the ivories of a keytar and playin' it hot and he thought, “Looks like I met my match!” The devil hopped up on a park bench and introduced himself to the young man. The young man said his name was Kyle and he told the devil he had inherited the keytar from his father when his father passed away 3 years ago. The devil exclaimed, “Oh, I know your father well, I’ve kept an eye on him for the past few years and I’ll keep my eye on him for all eternity!” The devil cackled up a storm. Kyle looked forlorn. The devil saw his opportunity and said, “Boy, let me tell you what: I guess you didn't know it but I play the keytar too and if you'd care to take a dare i'll make a bet with you. Now you play a pretty good keytar, boy, but give the devil his due...I'll bet your old man’s soul for yours ‘cause I think I’m better than you.” Long story short, they had the competition and now Kyle’s in hell with his father where they both belong. Worst thing about hell? No W3 Thr33 Tr0lls!
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