November 24, 2020
There was a time when a film about vegetable people from Venus over-running a New Orlean Casino and Hotel could drum up the funds and get made, a time when Annette Funicello and Frankie Avalon heated up the beach party bingos till everyone was drunk on giddiness, when Gidget flew to get everyone high on fantasy. We need fantasy. Our reality sucks. Keeps drumming us down. The time is now, babes and brothers. Take that bite of the brownie, slip the tab under your tongue, get that absinthe flowing, turn in, tune out, and go the way of Leary.