You see, in this world there’s two kinds of people, my friend: Those with loaded guns, and those who dig. You dig.

I’m on record here at theavantguardian as anti-gun.  It’s something I feel pretty strongly about, though it’s not without its caveats. I’ve shot a gun, I would use a gun to save the life of someone I loved, and I would sure as all goop be the first person trying to find a double barrel if/when the Robot apocalypse happens.

Similarly, guns are the catalyst for not only violence, but great art. Look at Shu Okada’s piece above (www.shuokada.com). This is a person that I know wouldn’t harm another soul. But she has used a gun to create, rather than to destroy.

Honestly, I don’t know anything that’s better than Ennio Morricone for this. He has mastered the creation of an entire atmosphere that is utterly singular and immediately recognizably as gun-play. Sit back, kick your feet up.  And push play. No one will mind if you practice your quick draw. Drop sound not bombs.

For posterity, here is the link to the final scene — 9 of the best minutes of your life spent on planet earth.

Well. You know. There are other ways. And we prefer them to guns. Chicka boom boom.

Tune in next week for more chicken flava. Last week I promised a magic trick but instead I brought guns. To this knife fight. In the meantime become fan of Chicken Flava on Facebook or you could even follow him around the Twitter. That’s magical.