Me and my Dad’s Studio Dispatch from Camp Ass

I come to the handle ‘artist’ reluctantly.

I want for a new one that doesn’t make me feel like a phoney.

So on the subject of new words and being included as an ‘artist of the MENASA region’ by ‘The Island’s new Studio Dispatch series I give you a tongue-in-craw recording of myself and my father roadside between our goat-camp in Assiliyah and the US military base nicknamed Camp Ass.

In this recording, my father dear feeds me a vocabulary word and I repeat three times in a horrible accent with illness sinking in.  Included are such Al-Murrah dialect words as ‘log-like turd’, strange stranger and the-sound-a-lizard-makes-when-it-buries-itself-in-the-sand.

Hear it Here.

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