SONG OF THE DAY: Person to Person (kudzu'd)

If I won the lottery, first thing I’d do is commission a new luchador movie where Psycho Clown and Pagano are superheroes fighting evil ICE agents. But I wouldn’t want it to be all goofy new blockbuster style, plus I couldn’t really afford that, even if I won the lottery, because I’d also want to buy the old grocery store and turn it into an illegitimate arts emporium. Plus turn the old K-mart into an international flea market, which would be a great setting for the luchadors fighting ICE movie. Seems like it would make sense to try and get John Waters to direct the movie, but he seems like the kinda guy that would want to only make his own movies, and not work well with others. I’d want to involve La Hiedra somehow, obviously, so maybe weirdness with her would convince Waters to be on board with the project. Of course, now that World Wide Fascism owns AAA, that means Psycho Clown, Pagano, and La Hiedra are unavailable creatively, as they are contractually obligated to devilry. Thus, plan B for when I win the lottery is to do exactly what I just said, except it’s probably gonna be an off-brand John Waters, and involve Zona 23 instead, likely Juan el Ranchero and Demus el Demonio. I think a friendly rancher and a good-hearted demon doing battle against evil ICE agents in Mazatlan junkyards makes a lot of sense, hand to hand combatting to free a warehouse prison full of women and children. That’s the type of art I’d be commissioning if I were rich beyond belief. We have such boring wealthy people these days.

SONG OF THE DAY: Left With A Broken Heart

I really need an ’85 Buick Regal to sit around in and listen to stuff like Joey Quiñones. It doesn’t even have to be a working Regal, and in fact, I don’t even have to own it. There could be a wrecked one down in the woods that I just go sit in and play a Bluetooth speaker. That’s actually preferable. Personal property taxes are way cheaper when shit ain’t your personal property.