Felix sat alone in a sunlit room, playing chess, waiting for bloodied Louie to arrive. I wasn’t sure what I had just witnessed. Was it directors living out a fantasy, or a twisted satirical rock-rap duo (sorry guys) who released an electric single? Either way, I was locked in and needed to know more.

We met Paris Texas in New York, they were about to play their first show ever, debuting their latest album Red Hand Akimbo at Baby’s All Right, in Brooklyn on Broadway. Achilleas, my co-creator of Chuck Magazine, and I met up with Louie (left) and Felix (right) a couple hours before so we could take photos of them to (hopefully) one day include in this write up that you now read. We wanted to see these musicians before they were initiated into their music careers, baptized by guitars, drums, bars, and mosh pits. We had no idea what they would be like on the street or on stage. All we knew is we wanted to see these two soon-to-be rising stars in the flesh.