The "Stay Gold" Story

Sunday I was driving to pick up Indian food from a place where I never get Indian food.  Incidentally, it was excellent.  On the way there, however, standing on a corner of a mall-encrusted state route and a condo-infested byway was a kid (I say kid - he could have been thirty five) wearing black basketball shorts and trainers.  He had a head set of some kind on, and was sort of dancing, sort of drumming on his legs and chest, as if he were tripping his brains out at a Chili Peppers show in 1992.  Just by himself.  I assume he was a tweaker.  He had a tattoo that stretched across his belly, roughly in the position of Tupac's THUG LIFE tattoo, which read STAY GOLD.  I took it as an instruction and have indeed stayed gold since Sunday.

Then I see that First Aid Kit (Swedish sisters [I think] who sing all pretty-like - believe me you don't need to know) have a new album called Stay Gold.  Maybe this was some sort of very, very obtuse bit of viral marketing.  If so, I find it silly!  This was in SW Ohio, not a real place!!!1!