A big Thank You to Marty After Dark for introducing me to the Chillmaster. Just when I think the neighborhood is slipping into an abyss of anonymity and blandness, I am reminded that there are still a lot of people out there who make up the body and soul of this city, and who shall go down in history as being awesome individuals.
This all started in the comments section of a post over at EV Grieve. Seeing how so many other people were familiar with this guy and his famous window, I became intrigued and wanted to know how I, too, could lead the life of a Chillmaster. So, when the opportunity came to pay him a visit, I jumped at the chance.
The party starts with Marty pouring the Hennessey and the Chillmaster blasting Papa Was a Rollin' Stone on the stereo.
Next, a lot of chillin'...
The best part of being in the Chillmaster's place is seeing all the people who come to the window. I lost track of how many times people passed and shouted, "Hey, it's the Chillmaster!" No one leaves the window without laughing and smiling.
More pics on my Flickr page.
To fully appreciate the chillin' atmosphere, you have to hear the music.
Thank you, Chillmaster, for sharing your home, music and time with us. It was a blast!
See more photos of the Chillmaster from One More Folded Sunset, Neither More Nor Less and Single Linds Reflex.