In various stages of undress, they pose in and on the Paddymelt. It's just fun, you know?'Īt 4:37am a few of the women come down from the Boom Boom Room. Little get-togethers at the crib, with the fellas and some hoes. 'Really, this what we doing tonight? I love this type of shit. The car is a pale cheddar with purple iridescence, and there is pride in his voice when he calls it his Paddymelt. 'I do this all the time,' says Big Boi, leaning up against his mint Cadillac. The only thing to do is keep up, keep your eyes open, and try not to pass out in that chair in the kitchen.ĭownstairs in the garage the photographer is still shooting in a race against sunrise.

lt's like any foreign land in that way, men and women acting out roles that are diffcult to understand when observed from the straight world. Unmastered tracks from OutKast's upcoming album blast from the stereo system.Ī lot of shit is talked in the Boom Boom Room, but most of the conversation remains unspoken. At the bar, more of OutKast's Earthtone crew- Slimm, C-Bone, DJ and Nathaniel are making headway on a gallon of Hennessy and more than a couple of blunts. They all have names in which Ys replace Is- Chyna and Kym. On the other side of the Boom Boom Room, several more women languish on low-slung couches. No one's really watching her and she’s not dancing for anybody else, a caged bird needing no listener to sing its song. Except that it's not really dancing, just a repetitive slow-mo gyration suggesting ennui. In fact, the stage is so small that you really don’t notice it's there until one of the women gets off the couch and starts to dance around the pole.

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