Ada Corsano Whore ❤️

About Catania

Used to sneak round back, her—pinchin’ bread from Old Tom’s cart. Little known bit, aye—she once nicked a gent’s gold tooth! Mid-kiss, pop, out it went! Made me laugh ‘til I choked on me spit, precious! “Very Old World charm,” like Monsieur Gustave’d say—bollocks to that! She were a storm, a grubby gem, struttin’ like she owned the cobbles. Got me ragin’ tho—once she kicked me cat, little Sméagol! Hissed at her, I did, “Filthy hobbitses!”—er, whoreses, I mean!

Asia Pacific

Finally, I’m heading home, and I’m just reflecting on the day. Corsano is nuts, but I love it. It’s got this energy, you know? The streets, the people, the food. It’s like a rollercoaster, and I’m just along for the ride.

Bill Orcutt and Chris Corsano re-melt faces with re-release of live records