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a prayer for the lesbians by kai clark
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a prayer for the lesbians by kai clark
"The Troubadour Bar... home for many years. On this day in 1972, we were photographing the Byrds reunion album on stage. Here, waiting in the bar is Chris Hillman, David Crosby, and Gene & Kai Clark."- Henry Diltz via Facebook
Kai Clark
Silver Raven (2020) … shining …
#KaiClark
Kai Clark, the son of Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame inductee Gene Clark... The 11 songs on Silver Raven feature The Kai Clark Band’s soulful reinterpretations of classic material from The Byrds and Dillard & Clark, as well as hand-picked favorites from Gene Clark’s solo work from the 1960s to the 1980s…
“You have one last shot to get this right, then I'm calling it.”
“....Got it? Don’t lemme down kid.” Emilio Suarez smiled devilishly at the young rookie, Kai Clark, who even though took pride in the job he was doing for his street family, was 98% sure what they were about to do was completely illegal.
But that wasn’t important right now. Right now his job was to be the look out. And last time, that didn’t go too well. Even though he was very inexprienced, Emilio had faith in him and still does. After all, if his most loyal friend and partner Suwaru Ken reccomended him, he’s gotta be something. Inexpirence got the best of the young 17 year old; he choked under pressure when seen by the police and spent the night in jail with the crew. Fortunately lady luck was on their side as an anoynomus source bailed them out. They were fortuitous that time- this time maybe different and Emilio wasn’t taking any more chances.
Kai cleared his head and focused on the task at hand. He played the lines from his initiaion in his head. “This gang is your rock, your family. If one goes down we’re all screwed....”
Damn, what came next?
Meanwhile, Emilio turned to the rest of the gang that accompained him on his heist and decided a pep talk would rev the starving men up.
“GENTLEMAN! Aw, whoami foolin’- you know you’re a bunch of bloodthirsty savages!” The men cheered vociferously. He had their attention now.
“This is why you are needed, to not only watch your back, but the back of your...” Comrades? Associates? Brethren? Kai was stuck on those three words as he continued to recollected the words of the gang’s mantra.
“People ask, why do you do what you do, what are you after? I don’t know guys what do you think? Are we after fame?”
“NO,” the men yelled agressively.
“Fortune?”
“NO!”
“How about drugs?”
“NO!”
“Sex?”
“NO! (with a few yes’s mixed in)”
“Then brothers, I’m lost. What do we want then?”
Brethren! It had to be that. “..but the back of your brethren. For as quickly as their lives could be taken away, as can your’s. We aren’t here for fame, money, drugs, or sex, for those are luxeries, not needs...” Kai paused a bit. Their mantra sure was long.
“What do we want?” Emilio continued. “Why are we here?”
“...the one thing we lack is family and belonging-”
“If it’s not for any of those things nor just because we can fuck shit up, then why are we a gang?”
“....and that is a need more than anything else-”
Emilio smiled. His favorite part was coming up.
“We are here....” Kai knew the last part, but waited for the rest of the gang to say it with him.
“FOR EACH OTHER!!” The men’s resounding call echoed in the room where they waited to attack. Their purpose, although different than most gangs, united them and empowered them. This was their family, their only means of belonging and love. And if robbing from bussinesses, police, civilians or anyone else who tried to keep them apart was their way of staying together, then so be it. They had it coming anyway.
The chants , woots and hollers were getting too much and they were begining to be heard from the outside. Emilio had to shush them and Kai got nervous. He kept his eye peeled at the crack through the metal gate that separated their hideout from the outside world. No suspicous activity, not yet anyway.
“Brothers, brothers, settle down. I know this is exciting but we still need to be smart about this. The set of us out here tonight represent the ones who couldn’t make it. Let’s make them proud.” The men nodded in agreement.
“And lets do this for Quinton most of all. He was a good man and didn’t derseve to go the way he did. His death shall be avenged!”
More chants filled the room and Kai held his head in reverance. He didn’t know Quinton personally but knew enough about him to know that he was a pretty big deal. Quinton was killed in a police/ rival gang shoot out a couple weeks ago. Police denied to have shot him and blamed the rival gang, so what did the rival gang do? Blame the police of course. Regardless, Emilio swore that both parties will get punishment for it. It started tonight.
The time was right, 9 pm excactly. Guns in hand, and other various murder weapons, the men were about ready to attack.
“You ready kid?” Kai felt a hand fall on his shoulder, a sort of reassurance that everything will work out. He didn’t turn around but nodded to show that he awknowledged Emilio’s pressence.
Two gang members opened the gates of the hideout as Emilio turned to the crowd and chanted,
“Who are we?!”
“DEADSKIN!”
“WHO ARE WE??”
“DEADSKIN!!!”
“WHAT DO WE WANT?”
“DEADSKINNNNN!!!” The men stormed out of the gate, running with weapons in hand, into the rival gang’s base of operations. Kai watched as his brothers stormed into battle, throwing caution into the wind, all for one man who didn’t make it through. He watched as Emilio laughed heartily and gleefully anticipated the bloodbath to come. This was love. This was family.
