A quick Flavor Flav break

I was still in a haze from meeting Martin Gore at Amoeba. Driving eastbound on Sunset, I was stuck at a red light on the Gower intersection when an SUV full of dudes came careening around the corner, screaming “FLAVOR FLAV!” and honking the horn. I look over and standing on the corner in a Chad Pennington NY Jets jersey next to a very swanky convertible was indeed Public Enemy sidekick/VH-1 reality star Flavor Flav.

Being situated across the street from soul food institution Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles, there was a large crowd of people all snapping pictures and calling out Flav’s name. A circle of kids rushed up to get autographs and touch his omnipresent clock. I pulled over and joined the fray myself. I mean, this slight little man with the money bandana and gold teeth has actually made out with the super-fine “Hoops,” the winner of “Flavor of Love.” Not to mention rapped on such hip-hop classics as “Don’t Believe The Hype” and “Fight The Power.” You can’t front on that. Mad respect to you, Mr. Drayton.