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Urban Fantasy,
Sex,
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goth,
polyamory,
Myth,
Rock,
counterculture,
psychedelic,
gonzo,
burning man,
rave culture
them
yelled.
His friend mewled and
wheezed like a newborn, muttering “ma...ma...ma...” with each
desperate breath. Horrible alcohol poisoning, clearly.
The bouncers went into
motion, escorting them rather impolitely out the door.
“ Don’t you remember? You guys already played! Awesome show.
No, really fantastic. Now out you go...” Jesus said, sitting back
down on the bar stool.
“ Ah, I love doing that,” she said, sipping her stout. “It’s
like the tortoise and the hare. Slow and steady wins the
race.”
“ Nice performance,” the redhead said.
“ Oh. We haven’t gotten started yet,” Jesus said.
She gave a crooked grin.
“Is that right?”
“ Jesus. Pleased to meet you.” She bowed and did a sarcastic,
Renn-faire hand-gesture.
“ Lilith. Likewise.”
“ Lilith... Really?” Jesus asked.
“ You go by ‘Jesus’ and you want to give me a hard
time?”
Jesus laughed.
“Touche.”
“ Anyway, it’s Lola Rose Parsons. But that’s a fucking
mouthful. Who are your friends?”
Jesus led her over to the
table. “This is Loki, Dionysus, and...Cody.”
They looked at one another
awkwardly. Dionysus scrutinized her, and made a decision. “This is
going to sound like the oldest line in the book. And it’s not a
good line, or book, but...Do I know you from somewhere?”
Lilith smiled. “Sure. We
fucked like crazed alley cats.”
“ We... did?”
“ Maybe in a past incarnation,” she said. “Can I have a seat
or...”
Dionysus moved over in the
booth to make room. “You’re a Buddhist? The idea of
karma-as-ethical-imperative seems really childish to me. No
offense. Under whose authority am I forced to be reincarnated as a
shrew based on my actions in this life? And how can a particular
ant be such a ‘good’ ant that one day it gets to be joy of joys – a
human?”
Lilith watched him talk,
amused. “Is this how you hit on all the women?”
Loki snorted. “And
it works . Go
figure.”
“ Listen,” Jesus said. “I just sent the band out the door full
of enough alcohol to kill Leonard Cohen three times over. You want
to steal the stage, or argue about reincarnation?”
“ Finally, one of you says something I can fucking understand!”
Cody exclaimed, leaping out of his seat.
They approached the stage.
No one seemed to notice, or care. Cody, Dionysus and Jesus began
tinkering with the gear. Loki went off to find the mythical “Rich”
character. Lilith sat on the side of the stage, kicking her legs
back and forth. Dionysus noticed it, and nearly dropped his drum
sticks. Like the girl in his dream. That’s where he’d seen
her!
Before he could say
anything, she stood up and grabbed the mic. She had the bottle of
tequila in her other hand. “You guys ready?”
Jesus and Cody nodded.
Dionysus just looked stunned.
“ Let’s see if you know this one...Girls in white dresses with
blue satin sashes...snowflakes that stay on my nose and
eyelashes...Silver white winters that melt into springs...These are
a few of my favorite things...” Cody followed right along, savant
that he was. Jesus and Dionysus struggled at first but quickly
caught up, and before they knew it, they turned the Sound of Music into a
rampaging, psychedelic monster.
It took the audience
several minutes to realize that music was playing, but by the time
they figured it out, an unusual thing happened. Casual nodding
became whiplash-inducing headbanging. Dancers started peeling off
their clothes, which in several cases was a less than good thing. A
kissing couple fell on a table, rolled off and went right on to
fucking on the barroom floor. Drunks circle-danced around the pair,
scream-singing along with the chorus to some song, a song that had nothing
to do with the music that was playing. The bartender poured liquor
from bottles straight into open mouths.
And that was when things
got really crazy.
Eventually, the white trash
hurricane ran out of fuel and dispersed to the four corners of