The Rise of the Drive-In Mutants

“We are drive-in mutants; we are not like other people.” In a small hotel conference room that stank of weed, a sea of right hands were raised in pledge. Some hands were parted as Vulcan greetings and others posed as devil horns. The audience was being sworn in by taking the drive-in oath. “As longContinue reading “The Rise of the Drive-In Mutants”

Eulogy for a Dive Bar

It felt like centuries had passed by my cave before I emerged pale and pink-eyed fromwhiskey and song; but the outside world and everyone in it was just as disappointing as theyever were.Fuck this city.I traveled the endless cracked sidewalks of a shitty neighborhood, covered in smashedtequila bottles and pornographic chalk drawings. A salty shuffleContinue reading “Eulogy for a Dive Bar”

Hedge Riding the Sidewalks of Chicago

The grinding wheels of freight trains were haunting cries of ambient soundscapespolluted with graffiti. I watched them crawl along the horizon from my window with mypumpkin spice coffee as silhouettes of parking lot gulls weave across a grey sky on the morningof October first. Halloween season was here. The face of it has changed asContinue reading “Hedge Riding the Sidewalks of Chicago”

Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?

I first saw the Rocky Horror Picture Show in the late 90s when a middle school friend let meborrow an edited for tv version, recorded on VHS. It was the beginning of an obsession that haslasted over 20 years, daring me to dream beyond the walls of my reality at a tender age. The cultfilmContinue reading “Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?”