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Parental Advisory

 

"I can see you standing there all beside yourself, pretty baby gonna testify cuz I'm Holy Shit. I'm just working on losing my mind, and I can't. Sister Myosha said, 'Oh Yeah' and whipped out a bix. Let's hear it for physics clubs and vegans flaunting leather duds. Got a green Benz with gold rust and diamond tint. The hills have eyes with an x-ray tone. Genuflection, now shake your pants. Into and unto thine is done. Try to sell us orthopedic shoes and chemical loaded fruit. Please ask your sister for that Mister Mister mixtape, for real. Go ahead and run with scissors, see if I care. Will somebody kindly fetch me one million knuckles? Lift me with your song, I'm buried in my wrongs. Chainsaws getting eaten by flies. Your wings will be clipped and your nose repositioned. Quite painful in a really cool way. That's some of the most delicious looking fudge these eyes have ever seen. A 35-count-mega-bichen-bi-racial-stare-down. I'm space junk down to the bone. Not to worry about the office affair with Geraldine."

 

-- Bingo

Bingo & Stripe

 

 

Bingo & Stripe are two very small children housed warmly in the flesh of two extremely large men; Andy Turpen (Bingo) and Mitch Foster (Stripe).

 

Here's how it works:

1) Stripe (Lansing, MI) composes lil' ditties in one sitting and emails them to Bingo (Atlanta, GA).

2) Bingo then spits some sounds, grunts, yelps, moans and words on them in 3 takes or less.

3) The end.

Their first two CDs are below . . .

 

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