Don’t worry, I’ll be doing a story on him soon, but in the meantime I present T. Casey Brennan, singing his opus, “Social Worker.”
In the meantime, if you see Mr. Brennan around the diag, Fleetwood, Double Eagle, etc., etc., tell him that I said hi. And that I’m not mad he called me Jill.
NOTE! THIS VIDEO HAS COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF SWEARING. (and also some sideways camera work)
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April 2, 2008 at 12:43 pm
Anna G
Ah the illustrious T. Casey Brennan, cartoonist, musician, poet and local character (color?) Can there ever be too much attention paid to such an interesting counter-culture icon? At the rather humorless age of 42, he is one of only two men I will allow to call me ‘baby’ (the other is a tattoo artist in Philly – but that’s another story) and this is only because he can deliver the goods when it comes to vintage idiom. He may only top off at 5 feet and you can bet its been 20 years since he’s seen a dentist, but I leave you with one word only: HOT.