In a white house on 13th Street, five men surround a brown coffee table in a room with brown wood paneling and brown trailer-park carpeting.
Full ashtrays litter the table.
The Slizzard Kings don't take themselves, fashion or songs seriously. The joke is that he doesn't try to imitate ODB's sound, enunciating each ghetto word clearly as the other members attempt falsetto harmonies. He calls the Slizzard Kings a happy, fun band that people can drink to. People can sing along with the choruses, but it still allows for style. Saxophonist John Vyverberg, a senior in the Schools of Engineering, said the Kings have stripped, spoken in tongues, started conga lines and given away prizes for whatever contest they make up.