Macauley Culkin is playing kazoo in a Velvet Underground parody band in New York. They even recorded a song at his house where they don’t sound the least bit like stoned college kids:
Lots of people never gave Culkin the chance of attaining this newfound sense of purpose and direction, what with all the drugs and uneployment and watching Ashton Kutcher tongue kiss his ex on every Manhattan street corner. But Culkin overcame the statistical probabilities to a place where he’s doing just great. The wretched repressed memories of bed time tales with Michael Jackson, now just drive his passion into his instrument. If his parents hadn’t stolen all his kid cash, he could’ve probably gotten a real horn, but that’s Mack for you. Turning lemons into lemonade.
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