The teams go to their respective locker rooms for halftime, and the crowd files out for nachos and beer. The tireless Pelicans staff runs onto the floor and sets down a tarp at half-court. A microphone. An easel. A canister of, what is that, paint? The omnipotent stadium voice bellows:
“Pelican fans, Please welcome performance painter Garibaldi!”
Anyone at the game for Star Wars night knows, the Pelicans have a deep bag of dub-step oriented Star Wars riffs.
Garibaldi walks up, and the music starts. He starts his splattering’s, randomly throwing paint at a black canvas for 7 minutes.