Jason Permenter

Rave Cop // Jason Permenter

Rave Cop, you knowwww you want to say HEY.

So: there was a female security guard at my college who seemed to be fairly young, had crazy blond streaks in her brown hair, and wore these insane silver sunglasses that looked like they were from the FUTURE. I used to joke that she probably wanted to hang out with my friends and I, since we were awesome, but she just couldn’t, since it probably would be breaking through the tough-gal security image she had to maintain as part of her guarding. Anyway, I called her Rave Cop.

I had a couple of hours alone with my 4-track and a drum machine, thought of Rave Cop for some reason. I considered that she might actually be a superhero-in-training, having to prove herself as a guard before the superhero thing could finally take off. Part of the Superhero Union rules or something. And that she probably wished she could’ve said hey.