My Darling Gremlin (a play by Greg Tate)

 

MY DARLING GREMLIN

A TALE OF THE OLD WEST)

A Play By Greg Tate

Dedicated to the memory of Phillip Brown, The Original Mister Danny Love

Originally commissioned by Laura Grier  for HARLEM STAGE’S  NEWVOICES NEW VISIONS SERIES as a collaboration with Lawrence Butch Morris and a small orchestra of six musicians. Original production May 1993, Aaron Davis Hall. Later produced at The Kitchen in 1995.

CHARACTERS
Sebastian

Verdree

Mister Danny Love

Virtual Love Goddess/Toni Cade

Dreadlock Guitar Man

My+Darling+Gremlin.1993.

The principals, SEBASTIAN, VERDREE and MISTER DANNY LOVE are all in their early to mid 30s and are natives of Oakland California.

VERDREE runs a day care center and nightschool for working mothers in Watts.

MISTER DANNY LOVE is a jazz cabaret singer who lives in San Francisco.

SEBASTIAN is a successful New Age Guru based in La Jolla.

SEBASTIAN’s voice should be calm and soothing though her body language can be as extravagant as an Ailey dancer. She is a perfected blend of Zen and funk.VERDREE is earthy, effusive, volatile, vulnerable, slightly neurotic. MISTER DANNY LOVE is a stage animal. He is always ON. Onstage, on the mic, on the nut.

 

The action takes place in the Nevada/ Utah desert near an abandoned nuclear bomb testing site. The trio are riding across the country on a bicycle built for three. The bike should be designed in a surrealist manner. It doesn’t have to work. Melting wheels and a furry frame, for example, are fine. Upstage right is the neon lit doorway of a shotgun shack. Downstage center is a bomb crater that begins to glow when first seen by the players.

The lighting should be suggestive of early morning in the desert, an evocative mixture of pre dawn blues and firey dawn reds.\

When the house opens SEBASTIAN will be seen chanting, lighting incesnse and annointing the stage with holy water. Sometimes she’ll throw it over her shoulders.

Her general vibe is MOTHER OF THE UNIVERSE.

 

VERDREE and MISTER DANNY LOVE are asleep near the bike.

SEBASTIAN pulls out her diary after a bit and begins writing an entry.

VIRTUAL LOVE GODDESS appears in the doorway of the shotgun shack.

VLG glides over towards SEBASTIAN and begins reading aloud over her shoulder.

SEBASTIAN seems vaguely aware and amused by her prescence but pays her little mind, focusing more intently on her own dialogue with her diary.

She and VLG begin to both read aloud from the diary, slightly out of sync.

 

 

                                                           SEBASTIAN/VLG

August 6 2027. Lovelock Nevada. Three days ago we finally left Los Angeles. Our trip was called off three times before it finally happened. After the third abortion Mister Danny Love was too through with us. He accosted me and Verdree on the handball court. Practically screaming. Just like a bitch. He said enuff is enuff divas. Put up or shut up. If a man isnt going to be granted his dying wish be kind enough to let him know. If you want to watch me wither away at least have the decency to be upfront about it. Don’t try and play me out cause I aint the one. And so on. Was he working my last nerve or what? As if he was the only friend death and disease had ever threatened to steal away from us. Can we talk about martrydom for a minute? Can we talk about O the divine rights of the last sufferer? Mister Danny Love doesn’t want a last supper. Mister Danny Love wants us all to cross over this great land from sea to shining sea. Being good girlfriends me and Verdree say, okay, what the fuck? The jokes on us though for assuming Mister Danny Love wanted to make this trek by car and not on a bicycle built for three. Under any circumstances the trip already meant extreme sacrifice for me and Verdree. She has a daycare center to run and a teenage daughter to raise. I have my disciples and devotees. Satisfying Mister Danny Love’s last request meant putting the wishes of Miss One ahead of the needs of the many. Before I could leave I required a sign from my ancestors that it was cool to leave. When no sign appeared I began to wonder if no sign was indeed the sign that it was kool to leave. They say the world is going to end in fire next time but they’ve been wrong before. I say its going to end in grey clouds of indecision. Rolling dustbowls of ambivalence and confusion. Passengers listen! This is your captain speaking! The end is not near! We are merely experiencing turbulence as we establish a holding pattern high over armageddon!

 

(SEBASTIAN hears her fellow riders stirring. She stops writing and goes over to wake them up with soft kicks to their booties. As VERDREE and MISTER DANNY LOVE awaken, VLG glides back through the doorway of the shotgun shack. She impishly watches the action from her perch there. VERDREE commences the morning with some stretch exercises. SEBASTIAN returns to her chanting and rituals. MISTER DANNY LOVE sings from Hendrix’ ‘Wind Cries Mary’ )

                                                            MISTER DANNY LOVE

‘After all the clowns have gone to bed You can hear happiness roll down the street Somewhere a queen is weeping Somewhere a king has no wife’

I dreamed about our old homestead again last night. When I woke up I realized the dream was true. Once our house was full of men who loved other men. And then there were none.

                                                             VERDREE

Its like a ghost town up in that bitch now. When was the last time you went back for visit Sebastian.

                                                          SEBASTIAN

Last time I was in Oaktown was about a year ago. Back around tax time. Claudel and I had some business to settle around Big Mama’s will. Jeffrey came over later. We sat around yakking for a while. Tried not to creep up into nostagia for the good old days.

                                                                VERDREE

You did better than me chile. Last summer, against my better judgement, I drove up for a party Jeffrey threw. Big big mistake. God it was so damn sad. For everybody who was there you counted five more who were pushing up daisies. Danny heard from Jeffrey how hysterical I got. Toni Cade had to drag me out before they put me out. If it hadnt been a party I might have kept it together. Maybe. I don’t know. How you supposed to party with the same people you spent five years going to the cemetery with? It got me so depressed. It was so damn fake. And you know I don’t do fake well.

 

(MISTER DANNY LOVE starts preparing a light continental breakfast from his knapsack. Croissant, grapes, jam, long stemmed flutes for OJ, the works.)

                                                             VERDREE
Things got even worse on the way home. Toni Cade stops at Mickey Ds over in Long Beach. Right before shes about to give her order in the drive through some young nigga with a sawed off tries to roll up and jack the landcruiser. Toni Cade went into reverser and backed up on him. The boy got off a shot, liked to scare the shit out of me. Toni Cade goes forwad then backs up over him again. Oh my god. Do either of you know what it feels like to run over a human body? The worst of it was Toni Cade was so coldblooded about the whole thing. Like shed done it before. I was in shock. Couldn’t even talk to my child the rest of the way home. I was sick for days. I just kept thinking I know things are bad out here but what have they done to my babygirl?

 

(SEBASTIAN, visibly vexed by this last comment looks disgustedly at VERDREE, rolls her eyes and sucks her teeth before turning away.)

                                                             VERDREE
Last thing you imagine when the child is nursing at your nipples is her one day running somebody over on purpose. You imagine her growing up to be. so many things but a coldblooded murderer isn’t one of them. I used to be so scared for her. Now I’m scared of her too.

 

MISTER DANNY LOVE (tossing VERDREE a banana)

Black to the bone your home is my home. Hey babygirl, welcome to the terrordome.

                                                       SEBASTIAN (whipping out roadmaps)

Listen up lil’ chillun. We’re at the crossroads. We can go straight through Yosemite Park or we can go to Vegas first. Whats it gonna be? Do we want to stopover in casino land and have some fun or do we want to keep these big wheels rolling?

                                                         VERDREE

Stopping in Vegas is not my idea of fun. Yu-ukk!

 

                                                        MISTER DANNY LOVE

I never got to do Vegas. I think that makes Vegas a must. Big wheels keep on turning proud Mary can keep on burning after Mister Danny Love wrestles several one armed bandits and exchanges bon mots with Don Rickles in the Sands hotel.

  VERDREE
Oh so youre a highroller now! And a comedian too. A big spender who thinks he’s got jokes. Look dude you want to throw good money away you need to throw some my way. Especially considering how much business I’m losing on this trip to justify my love.

 

                                                        SEBASTIAN
You know the last time I was in Vegas I got arrested for soliciting. That was not cute.

                                                         VERDREE

False arrest right? Pigs don’t know when to stop.

                                                       SEBASTIAN

False arrest? No, not exactly…..

                                                         VERDREE

What? No way. Stop lying Sebastain. Are you serious? You telling me you sued to hook in Vegas? Get the f outta here. You are not serious. I mean I always knew you were a slut but you never told me you were a straight up ho. For real? Square biz?

                                                       SEBASTIAN
I’m talking square business to ya baby.

 

                                                        VERDREE        

Girl stop yanking my chain. Earth to earth mother, hello? You a garden tool? Did you have a mack daddy? Were you his number one? His number one bottom bitch?

                                                       SEBASTIAN

C’mon Verdree be serious. You’re talking to the kid. Could you see me turning all my hard earned money over to some fool who called himself a ‘mack daddy’? You know the only way Id be a ho is if I was pimping myself. We all know who’s ‘The Mack’.

                                                    MISTER DANNY LOVE

‘I am so swift so ethereal so divine. I mean I can fly like a bird in the sky. Lets welcome Miss Nikki Giovanni in the house y’all. You know I do believe I feel a song coming on. Or perhaps even a solilquy.

 

                                                       VERDREE

So what else is new?

                                                       MISTER DANNY LOVE

Allow me, if I may, to pass a note to our musical director. May I? Surely I may. Allow the band time to look over the new arrangements and I’ll take this moment to wax lyrical over our state bird, the cockatoo. ‘There was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy….

 

                                                      VERDREE (whipping out her binoculars)

Aw shit. Here it comes. Vegas coming fast up on thehorizon just like I pictured it. Tacky ass lounge singers and everythang. Why cant it all be a mirage. Why cant it all just go away?

 

(The bomb crater lights up suddenly then blinks out again.)

                                                        VERDREE

Yo yo Sebastian—whats up with that big hole over there in the desert. They do construction out here?

                                                     SEBASTIAN

More than likely that’s a bomb crater leftover from government nuclear test. They did a lot of those out here in the 50s and 60s. Back then everybody living downwindgot sprayed with radiation poisoning. I ve seen pictures of radiation clouds hovering over farms, hospitals, schoolhouses. You think the government cared? Hell no. If you lived around these parts you were volunteered up as an atomivc guinea pig.

                                                      VERDREE

For real? Government did that to white folks too. Damn white man really is the devil just like the Honorable Elijah Muhammad always said he was. You know what though? I’d like to get a closet look at that crater. See what a nuke can do. How about you Mister Danny Love, you up for that?

                                                     MISTER DANNY LOVE
I think youre just trying to avoid Vegas girlfriend. I hope you know ”youll never get to heaven if you break my heart.”

                                                      SEBASTIAN
You sure you want to get close to a bomb crater , Verdree? Arent you worried about the effects of residual radiation. Might make you sterile. Cause your hair to fall out.

                                                       VERDREE

 I aint worried about jack if you aren’t Miss-Macrobiotic-My-Body-is-my-temple. You wouldn’t even be here if that was an issue. So don’t try your scare tactics on me. And yo just remembered that prostitution is legal in the state of Nevada so you’re about one ho’ ass lie.

                                                       SEBASTIAN
I plead the 5th. You want to go snoop around a hole in the ground, we’ll go snoop around a hole in the ground.

(The trio simulates riding over to the crater. The crater lights up permanently).

                                                      MISTER DANNY LOVE

Nothing more invigorating than a light spin in themorning. By the way Sebastian did you tell Verdree what your Aunt Truth said whn she noticed your nose, tongue and lip rings at Big Mama funeral?

 

                                                            SEBASTIAN

I never told you that one Verdree? No I guess that was  after we’d stopped communicating, that spell in there. So there we were at the reception when Truth looked at me like I had lost my mind. She said, ‘Uh-huh, just what you need—another hole in your head.”

                                                             VERDREE
Truth said that? See, Truth speaks the truth. Named her after Sojourner herself so she just got to call it like she sees it. That’s some Truth for your ass Sebastian. Damn I miss your krazy aunts Sebastian. I kinda missed your whole family period. That really was the worst part about us falling out you know? Too bad we still werent on speaking terms last time everybody got together. When yall having another reunion anyway?

                                                           SEBASTIAN

Can I recover from the last one first?

 

                                                              VERDREE

That was three years ago. Big Mama used to have em. every year.

                                                             SEBASTIAN

This is my family we’re talking about. How ar yougonna have a problem with when I decide to see em? They’re trying to turn me in to Big Mama The Sequel too– except I aint going out like that.

                                                                VERDREE
Have you told your family about your disciples and devotees—your spiritual calling, any of that good stuff?

                                                                SEBASTIAN
Why so they can tell me what kind of room I’m being reserved in the 9th circle of hell? They’ll get the news soon enough. They all read the National Enquirer religiously.

 

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE
How do you two feel about road games? I used to love playing those with my brothers when the family went on long drives. My favorite was identifying license plates from outside of our state.

                                                                     VERDREE
I never went on no road trips when I was a kid. Didn’t. go on my first road trip until I owned a car and that was after I got married to Toni Cades father Malik and the trip was up to San Quentin where as well all know Malik was serving time for a cop killing he did not committ but would have gladly confessed to if he had as he wisely told the judge. Simple motherfucker.

                                                             

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

Hey group Ive got a game we can all relate to. Whats the strangest name you ever heard of some black folks branding their child with?

                                                               SEBASTIAN
I’ve always thought Sebastian was rather kinky in a fly sort of way. But I grew up with a Black Elvis. Elvis Mayberry. Big bojack negro from Richmond. Everybody used to call him Mayberry RFD because he was so country. And in college I used to run with a sister named Helga. Helga D from the South Bronx. Word up Yo.

                                                                  MISTER DANNY LOVE

Nice Afro Tuetonic twist there. You know Ive always avored the gender benders myself. Fro instance I once knew a boy named Sue and a girl named Michael. On the borderline of that tendency was a brother named Pepper Valerian and a sister we all knew as Andy.

 

                                                                       SEBASTIAN

I once knew a Me Shell who spelled that M-e-s-h-e-l-l.

                                                                      VERDREE

Was she a bombshell or a cowrie shell?

                                                                     SEBASTIAN
Little bit of both. She had a hard head and a fragile. ego. Virgo, chile. Tough nut to crack.

                                                                      VERDREE

Okay. Ripleys Believe it or not. I recently had a. pregnant client tell me she wanted to name her daughter Vagina. When I told her what a vagina was she told me.” Oh no Miss Verdreee, that aint no vagina,  that’s a pussy. ” Now what about African names besides the obvious ones like Kenya, Accra, Yoruba and Ashanti.

 

                                                                     SEBASTIAN

Lets keep Africa out of the game. African names are too easy. Besides real African names can hardly compare with the names we come up with because we think they sound African. Like uh Digga Bubba.

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

No they didn’t. Not to a wee tender child.

                                                               VERDREE

Okay no African names. But what about your dyed in.  the mudcloth Africans who give their kids wackass Anglo names. Like my man Richard Bruce Mfufu?  Or

you take my girlfriend Meri who’s Ghanian. When she was born the child was named Mildred on account of her father wanted to name her after one of his sisters, Mildred or Scholastica.

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

I do believe Scholastica wins the prize. I feel a song. coming on or perhaps even a manifesto. If you girls would accompany me Id like to attempt a rendition of ‘Life During Wartime’ by Mister David Byrne and the Talking Heads.

                                                          {THE TRIO all sings)

‘This aint no party/ This aint no disco /This aint no. fooling around/ This ain’t no mudd club or CBGBs  aint got no time for that now.’

(By the end of this rousing chorus they have arrived at the bomb crater. They walk cautiously around the edge now glowing with tha post nuclear halo.)

 

                                                           SEBASTIAN

One nuclear test site coming up.

                                                            VERDREE
What do you think Sebastian? Was this ground zero or did the bomb blow up in the air like that Hiroshima joint?

                                                           SEBASTIAN

Some were exploded above ground and some were exploded underground. Didn’t make much difference if you were living downwind Verdree.

                                                      MISTER DANNY LOVE
I love looking into the abyss. I love it even more when the abyss wonks back. ‘Giving you more love and more joy than age or time can ever destroy My love will be so true take about a hundred lifetimes to wear it down tear it down. ”My my my. What a majestic

monument to man’s powers of self destruction. I once knew a boy whose face looked like that. One very tragic case of acne. We used to call him ‘Jabba The Pit’. Isn’t it funny how being a victim doesn’t render any of us incapable of being a victimizer? On the contrary being a victim often makes us pine for some poor soul we can terrorize into unconditional love. I remember how my father reacted when he recognized that all three of his sons had grown up to be homosexual men. He didn’t reject us of course. No, he took it out on our mother. Not in some crude physical manner. That wasn’t his style. But the psychological torture he devised was so exquisitely malevolent. From that day on he was only affectionate towards her when they were out in public among friends. At home he became a wall of indifference. You don’t know how much my mother loved to talk to that man. When we were growing up the house resounded with the sound of their voices. They’d talk about opera, film, literature, faculty rows, family gossip, you name it. At night we’d sit up in our beds and listen to go on for hours. Sharing their minds with one another. Daddy knew what he was denying her. More than his attention it was the pleasure she derived from seeing herself reflected in his mind. I know how much that hurt her. We still talk about it my brothers and I. And we wonder if ever realized how much he hurt himself. Losing access to her mind and her music. What a fool. Thought he was poisoning her when he was really poisoning himself. Poisoning the same air he had to breathe same as everybody else. How do you stop loving someone after thirty five years?

 

                                                               VERDREE

Only men can do that. Stop loving somebody just because they’re not in love with them anymore. Women are cursed when it comes to love. We can leave em but we can never stop loving em. Not the ones we really love. Not even the oness we think we would be better off dead.

 

                                                              SEBASTIAN

In my case especially those.

                                                                VERDREE

Like you ever see an ex of yours with his new piece and they’re doing all the things for them they could never get it together to do for you? You could kill em right?

                                                             MISTER DANNY LOVE

I know that song. That’s called love rearing its you-gly head.

                                                          SEBASTIAN
Now is that love talking or is that your ego talking?

                                                          VERDREE
Honey that is the sound of love unloading a tech nine clip on your ego at point blank range. Last time it happened to me I was like Darryl Hannahs death scene in Blade Runner. It was not pretty and it was not cute.

 

                                                         MISTER DANNY LOVE

”Love will treat you like a faucet. Turn you off an on/ When you think your love is right there baby. Its up and gone.”

(SEBASTIAN begins unpacking her ritual oils candles and incense to spiritually cleanse the area.)

                                                               VERDREE
Now that we’ve got as minute Sebastian I wonder if you’d mind explianing this new rreligion of yours again. I feel like Im still in the dark about certain details. In fact I don’t quite get it at all.

                                                              SEBASTIAN
As I told you before Verdree my calling is not a religion. It’s a spiritual growth program for those who havent learned to properly honor their ancestors.

 

       VERDREE
Not a religion? That’s not what they said in the. National Enquirer child. Is it true what they’re saying about you and Nicole? I heard you had the poor girl on her knees begging for mercy.

                                                               SEBASTIAN
Bitch betta had my money. Cause you know I takes no. shorts and pulls more stunts than Bruce Willis. But seriously Verdree. Im just doing what Ive always done. Providing a service for those in need.

                                                                VERDREE

Oh yeah I got your service angle baby.And I know. what you do for those in need. But run that part past me about the impotent white boys again.

 

                                                                 SEBASTIAN

It’s the infertile white boys I treat Verdree, not the impotent ones. It’s white male infertility I’m curing. As we all know white male fertility has fallen drastically over the past few decades. The reason why can be attributed to certain karmic laws of cause and effect. After the travesties of Vietnam souls intended for white ale reincarnation have been held in abeyance until white boys get their shit together. Therefore white boys cant reproduce in the same number as before because there are fewer and fewer souls available in the ether. Consequently you have all these white male souls…..

                                                                   VERDREE

A contradiction in terms as far as white boys go but go on, with your bad self, go on.

 

                                                                    SEBASTIAN

So consequently you have all these white male souls. wondering around the afterlife, lost, getting into mischief, you know how they do. So who you gonna call?

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

Obviously not ghostbusters….

                                                                SEBASTIAN (in her Caribbean voice)

White folks do not know how to properly prepare. their dead for the next world. I chose to make this problem my problem because I was guided to do so while in a trance. A concerned white ancestor came unto me and said help my lost white children get a grip on the afterlife. Teach the living ones how to sooth their souls. Following that instruction I arrange a kinship ritual between my clients and an ancestor. Or a surrogate if they’d prefer not to disturb the skeletons  rattling about their own closet. I also invite some of our restless spirits of color to consider taking a lost white brother under their wings so to speak.

                                                                       VERDREE

Hold up wait a minute. Now let me get this straight. Sebastian. You telling me you rope in some innoncet Black angel maxing and relaxing just cold chilling out in the void. You say ‘Yo B. if youre free on Saturday I might need you to chaffuer a couple o dead savages over to a séance Im holding for my Hollywood Eurotrash clientele. Who by the way are throwing major bank my way for the experience.’  Damn Sebastian, that’s cold. I mean why you got to go play our next-life brothers and sisters out like that Bad enough we got to drive Miss Daisy down sunset boulevard. Must we wheel trailor trash around the afterlife too?  This all sounds like some ‘ol New Age Aunt Jemima shit to me. I think your Aunt Truth would agree with me. Youre going stright to hell baby. Don’t even think about them pearly gates.

 

                                                            SEBASTIAN

You know what my motto is. Same as its always been. Service to the race for a profit.

                                                              VERDREE

I see your profits. But what race are you talking about? And don’t tell me the human race either. You don’t even want to go there.

                                                               SEBASTIAN

Everything I do is guided by a higher source. It’s a. Black thing you couldn’t understand.

 

                                                                   VERDREE

Negress please. I know you can better than that.

 

                                                                SEBASTIAN ( in her fiercest. Caribbean voice)

Woman listen: What being black means to you and what being black means to me are two entirely different things. What it means to you is a bit of yesterday, edging up on today, sauddenly staring down an unknowable tomorrow. What it means to me encompasses all of eternity and the cosmos. When they say to you, ‘Let’s talk about being Black in America today, you say first we must talk about slavery and the middle passage. They ask me I say first we must talk about the distribution ratio of hydrogen and helium atoms in the first moments of the universes creation. I say before we talk about being Black in America we must take into consideration how that intitial atomic dispersion accounts for all of life. Before we talk about being Black in America today we must go all the way back to the Big Bang. We must discuss black holes, white dwarfs, red giants, untraceable dark energies and unseeable  dark matter. We must build upon our knowledge of chaos theory and the vibrational affinities that keep nuclear particles from spinning apart. Please stop me if Im getting too deep for you my sister.

 

                                                                 VERDREE (mockingly)

Woman listen—you think your saying something original here? You think I don’t know that ”we are just a biological speculation sitting here vibrating and we know not what we are vibrating upon. That the animal instinct in me tells me to live when I know its time for me to die. See my point?” Dr Funkenstein 101 right these glitch!

                                                                MISTER DANNY LOVE

Have no fear Dr Funkenstein is here. ”Hip shaking ego tripping and body slamming. Coming to you live from the Mothership.”

 

                                                                   VERDREE

You think I don’t know that ”we are such stuff as. dreams are made of and our little lives are rounded of a sleep?” Don’t forget I went to college too.

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

We are such stuff as dreams are made of’ ? Oh no. baby don’t you go messing with Bill. You know you need to leave old Bill alone. Don’t come stirring act 4 scene two of The Tempest into this little teapot.

(SEBASTIAN and VERDREE eyeball MISTER DANNY LOVE like he wants trouble to come sitting on his shoulder and evil  to start studying him.They began circling MDL like velociraptors  moving in on  easy prey.)

                                                                  SEBASTIAN

The proud mother of god like all ho’s is jealous of her own shadow…”

                                                                   VERDREE

Who is this young bitawny bitch who wishes to be queen of the universe? Who would sacrifice the great grand sons and daughters of her jealous mother…”

                                                                 SEBASTIAN and VERDREE

By sucking their brains out until their ability to think was amputated. By pimping their instincts until they were fat horny and strung out. And her neuorotic attempt to be queen of the universe. Who is this bitch?

(After this recital of George Clinton’s prelude to Red Hot Mama SEBASTIAN and VERDREE crack up. MISTER DANNY LOVE however looks mortified.)

                                                                MISTER DANNY LOVE

Im ready to go back. Back out on the road is where I belong.

Back where, splib?. Back to Cali or back to Africa?

                                                                MISTER DANNY LOVE

Back to black little woggie. Back to where you need to go.

                                                               VERDREE
What you saying man? That my roots are showing? You big sometimey negro. You said you liked me as a redhead.

                                                            SEBASTIAN (suddenly gone into a witchy mode).
Quiet you two. Listen. I need you both to make yourselves scarce for a minute. I’m feeling guided to do a ritual prayer before we leave this place.

                                                                VERDREE

Yo babe,  chill on the self righteousness. I don’t mind it for a joke but don’t stop taking yourself too seriously out here. Don’t make me remind you of what a royal pain in the ass you are when you get that way. We didn’t speak for three years behind you and that god momma routine of yours. If you’ll recall….

 

 SEBASTIAN

No we didn’t speak for three years because it took you that long to get that white woman out of your house….

                                                     MISTER DANNY LOVE

Oh girls please, must we go down that road again…?

                                                             VERDREE

No we didn’t speak for three years because you’re a. hypocrite and you played yourself out like one . Who were you, of all people, to start throwing me shade because I was living with a white woman? What were you jealous?  Why don’t you go ahead and admit you were jealous? You were mad. And you know why—because you wanted to be the one who turned me out. Or have us turn each other out or some variation on that theme.

 

 

                                                                 SEBASTIAN

Me and you that way? Oh hell no way. I thought you needed your ass kicked, not licked. I got no beef with. your little white girl flirtations. Hell we both know I was doing the rainbow coalition when all you knew about dick was ‘short for Richard’. I mean that’s just the way love is in Berkeley. No my sister my issue with you had nothing to do with the bitch being white. I’ll tell you now like I told you then. You should have explained to your daughter the changes you wre making in her living situation. Instead you were too busy getting back at Malik for dogging you out with his white girl attorney after he got out of the joint. So you take Toni Cade out of the only loving home she’s rver known and leave her to fend for self while. mama’s flipping out with her mid life crisis. No wonder the girl’s acting like her mama don’t know her. Running niggas down in the drivethrough.

 

 

                                                                    VERDREE

That is so low. That is about one fucked up analysis.  You need to check yourself before you wreck yourself, telling me how to raise my child. Selling your ghost stories and calling it spiritual salvation. I don’t even need to whip your ass. Karma’s going to do it for me.

                                                                   SEBASTIAN

Its not that think your lesbian diversion was bad for you.  However as your friend I do wish you’d explored your sexuality when your tightass might have gotten some good out of it. Ive heard loving a woman can be a beautiful thing when its done right. You might want to try it sometime. When youre not on some old tired revenge trip that is.

 

                                                                    VERDREE

You’ve heard. Like you don’t know.

                                                                      SEBASTIAN

Every modern woman has at least had an, uh, experience…or two…..Only check this out: my advice to you is why not see if you can keep a woman for a friend before you take another one on as a lover. If you havent already. So who is your new freak of the week?  Your ripe and tangy new flavor of the month?

                                                                       VERDREE

Freak of the week? Ha! That’s your shit. Im not with anybody now. I aint even trying to be with anybody now either. Havent for a while. Im becoming a virgin again. Im cleansing my temple.

                                                                   SEBASTIAN

I can get with that program. Ive always been a big. supporter of revirgination. Next best thing to the. immaculate conception I always say.

 

                                                                    VERDREE

You just cant come out and admit can you? You know you wanted to be the one who turned me out.

                                                                  SEBASTIAN
Verdree please. If I was into turning  women out  what would make. you think you’d be my type? You are much too uptight. What joy is there in turning out a tightass?

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

I could tell you a thing or two about that. When we’re. dancing cheek to cheek.

                                                             SEBASTIAN

Why cant you admit you gave Toni Cade the short end. of the stick to spite Malik? Just look at her now. Running niggas down in the drivethrough.

 

                                                            VERDREE
Me and Toni Cade have got a good relationship.   And you can stay the hell on away from it too. She’s a good girl. Maybe too much of the wrong element around her but that was true of her mother at the age too. Hell that’s how these young sistas got to be rolling out here these days. Aint no real black men anymore. But who wants to talk about that?

                                                           MISTER DANNY LOVE

I know you better watch it.

                                                            SEBASTIAN

Can’t make up your mind can you. One minute youre scared to death of her, the next she’s such a nice little gangsta bitch. Verdree, being loud and wrong is not the same thing as being black and strong. A little more discipline in her life might do the girl some good. You should have sent her to live with me when you started tripping. Its still not too late.

 

                                                                 VERDREE

Excuse me? Hello?  The child has go a mother. Get. over it. You want some babies you need to start making some. Only that would be too much of a sacrifice, right?  Cut too deep into the time we’ve set aside for spiritual scammery.

                                                             SEBASTIAN

Why do Black women insist on doing everything the. hard way. Listen Verdree I am not trying to replace you. I am trying to support you. I am trying to be your friend again girlfriend. If Toni Cades not going to college next year she can come live with me. I just want you to know the option is still available.

(SEBASTIAN begins anointing the area again with holy water.)

 

                                                                VERDREE

I’ll think about it. Then again maybe I won’t. Im not. going to turn my daughter over to you just because you suddenly sound so caring and sincere. I know you. I have seen you in action. You are absolutely demonic when it comes to getting your way. The queen of emotional manipulation is who we’ve got right here Mister Danny Love. Use whatever it takes to get her way with people—tears, fears, money, lies guns knives, designer drugs prayer rugs. You are relentless Sebastian. The wickedest witch in the witch when it comes to that shit. I was there when undermined Danny’s relationship with Claudel. Thought they were getting too close and you nipped that one right in the bud. You aint right Sebastian. No way in hell my daughters coming to live with you. Do I look like I’m crazy? Whatever me and Toni Cade got to go through we’ll go through together, mother and daughter. So just back your vodoo chanting ass on up the road and

keep on stepping. Aint nothing for you here.

                                                            SEBASTIAN (back to Caribean voice)

Whatever whatever whatever. Will you both leave me in peace now? I need to commune with our Mother the earth without commercial interruption. Should you choose to remain  in the vicinity I only ask that you be deathly quiet. I need to say a prayer for our Our Mother The Earth. She whose womb has been scorched scarred and desecrated in this place by a ravaging hellfire.

                                                                    VERDREE

Do whatever you got to do Witch Hazel. Cmon Danny lets leave Madame Zora to her séance. Don’t give me that pupygog face. You knew she broke you and her brother up. You don’t want to talk about it, fine. Just don’t pretend its some kind of revelation.

 

 

MISTER DANNY LOVE and VERDREE sit by the bike. They mutter inaudibly. The scene changes into SEBASTIAN’s costumed light and magic show. She slips on some wraparound mirrorshades and enters into a trance state. The doorway becomes illuminated. The VLG glides out followed by DREADLOCK GUITAR MAN. VIRTUAL LOVE GODDESS dances. DREADLOCK GUITAR MAN plays Jimi Hendrix’ ’ ‘Drifiting’.)

SEBASTIAN and VLG (in unison again)

When all the caucasoids have been photosynthetically. erased from the planets hard drive who will upload and cleanse the rest? All those who look like virtual 21st century Africans but do not know how to conduct themselves like virtual 21st century Africans? The lesbian the homosexual the griot the rapper the punk rocker the cultural nationalist the gangsta bitch the Falasha the Yoruba the Santero the aussar ausset the luddite the hacker the blood the crip the brim the biggie the tupac  Amaru the creole the mulata the chikuyu thenoctoroon. All those who prefer the Afrocnetricity of the flesh over the Africentricity of the fractal the pixel and the digital recombinator.

 

(SEBASTIAN returns to a lotus position. VERDREE and MISTER DANNY LOVE return to her side, vexed and perplexed.)

                                                               VERDREE

I don’t mean to be rude but shes been lunching out here forever. Its not getting any cooler out here either. We need to hit the road soon. Because that sun is going to fry us like bacon if we don’t.

                                                           MISTER DANNY LOVE

Give her a minute. We’ve still got to respect her prayers.

                                                              VERDREE

All I got to do is stay black and die. Actually what I’d really like to do is go knociking on her dome–see who’s really home. That’s what Id like to do. You know what? It smells funny over now. You smell that Danny. Smell like something sweet got burnt up in a pan.

 

 

                                                          MISTER DANNY LOVE

I smell music. I smell music in the air. Have you ever caught the scent of music in the air, Verdree?

(SEBASTIAN comes out of her trance. She rubs her hand together like there’s something sticky on them. She stands up and stumbles around while rubbing and shaking some invisible matter off of her hands.)

                                                                  SEBASTIAN

We cannot leave this place yet. We have to stay an extra night.

 

                                                                  VERDREE

What?Are you out of your mind? Foolish me to ask, but Yo, Sebastian, are you out of your mother-freaking  mind? No hold up. We don’t even want to go there. So let me play detective. Someithngt really deep just happened to you right. Like you went into a trance and Big Mama showed up chastising you for not getting enough zinc in your diet. That’s it right. Go ahead. Your secret is safe with me.

                                                                    SEBASTIAN

Verdree, I went into a trance thatwasnt even mine. It. was more like somebody elses dream. Or as if I was being dreamed of in a dream where it wasn’t even me that was being dreamed up. I believe my spiritual sources are under attack. Some force out here is trying to disrupt the flow of energy and information between me an my ancestors. You know my dreams and meditations are the source of all my power, all my wisdom and knowledge. All I know and all I am. Take that away from me and I am lost, useless,fucked up, hell might as well be a white girl. You think the ancestors will talk to me then?. I know Im being attacked. There is evil mucking around this place. Some straight up demonic shit.

 

                                                           MISTER DANNY LOVE

But there was lovely music too wasn’t there Sebastian? There was  so much dangerous romantic good time music. Go on and admit it, Sebastian. There was some heavenly music cooking up around you too wasn’t there? Sizzling sounds. Smoking like bacon. I smell it all over you girl. You had a ball didn’t you?

                                                             SEBASTIAN

We’re not leaving this place until I track the evil down and destroy it. I need you both to go into a trance with me. I’ll need to draw on your energies if Im going to do battle effectively.

 

                                                             VERDREE

What? Yo Sebastian Spock to bridge. Listen babe, energize yourself and lets be up outte here. How am I going to go into a trance with you? I got enough trouble going into a trance by myself. Not to mention that we don’t need to be in nobodys trance when that sun comes up or we’ll fry like bacon out here for real.

                                                            MISTER DANNY LOVE

What you’re too black now my little woogie? I think. you could use some work on that tan. Looking a bit spotty to me.

SEBASTIAN passing them both. mirrorshades

We don’t have to go into a trance out here. We can use. that shack over there.

                                                             

                                                                  VERDREE

You don’t know what’s in there. Could be a nest of scorpions or worse. Besides look Sebastian I never go into no damn trances when I medititate. That sort of thing just never happens to me. I am just your basic colored girl. Looking for peace of mind in a hectic world. I don’t have visions or speak in tongues. All that spooky spirit possession mess that’s your scene. I am just your basic colored girl.

 

 

                                                   SEBASTIAN (backing into the shack pulling Danny with her)

I need you Verdree. Tell he,  Danny. Tell her!

                                                   MISTER DANNY LOVE (now fully under SEBASTIAN’S spell

She needs you Verdree. And I need you too.

                                                     VERDREE (putting on the shades)

This is bananas. Why do I always let her suck me into her madness?

 

(The trio enters the doorway. SEBASTIAN instructs VERDREE and MISTER DANNY LOVE to kneel down. She palms their heads.)

                                                         SEBASTIAN

I want you both to close your eyes. As they are closing. imagine you’re drifiting down a peaceful river of light. Light is trickling into your hair. This light spreads down your neck cascades across your face babbles about your shoulders drenches your chest soaks your arms and legs bathes your feet like Jesus bathed the feet of Judas. This light is warm and enchanting and bright as the light of a thousand suns going nova This light is more soothing than a sunbeam massage Let us come together and bathe in this shower of light. Let us become one with the light. Our bodies are in the light and of the light fuse with the light. We are composed of light. Light shaped in the image of our bodies. Our light filed bodies are whirling through space and time at unimaginable speeds. Our bodies of light are whirling towards the blacknest night anyone has ever seen. So black that even the shooting stars have begun to glow black. We are a whirling triangle of black light dancing through the cosmos, moving towards a place we know to be our home because we can feel the love of our mother the universe calling us home.

 

(SEBASTIAN boldly strides out of the doorway. She softly recites her speech about Virtual 21st Cenrury Africans. VERDREE crawls out of the doorway like her body weighs 2000 pounds. She sprawls and strains her body against the desert floor wrspping herself in a shivering fetal ball near the bike. MISTER DANNY LOVE bounds out of the doorway leaping about like Baryshnikov. He begins dancing ballroom style with an imaginary partner. SEBASTIAN summons the VLG who is now dresssed like West Coast gangsta girl, the spitting image of Toni Cade. SEBASTIAN. directs VLG to to tend to  VERDREE

 

                                                             MISTER DANNY LOVE

Hey there, Lover. How are you feeling? Have I told you how wonderful you smell tonight?  Only a thousand and one times I’m sure. Listen Bae, theres a few things I need you to know before we get too close.

                                                                 VERDREE
See Sebastian, I told you this meditation thing never works for me. I never go into trance. I don’t know why. Other sisters can, why not me? You all get to go there, but not me. Maybe its Capricorn thing. Maybe its because I was raised Lutheran instead of Baptist or Pentacostal or Catholic. You know the Lutheran church has no soul. I went to a Luthern funeral once. It was oh so DWA. The corpse could’ve given a more rousing sermon. It was oh so very DWA. You know oh so dry, white and abstract.

(VERDREE suddenly notices VLG has a gun pulled out on DREADLOCK GUITAR MAN.)

 

                                                          VERDREE

No Toni Cade don’t shoot that boy. He’s only a boy, baby.

                                                          MISTER DANNY LOVE (to DREADLOCK GUITAR MAN)

You know theres a few things I want you to know about me, Lover before this gets too deep. This might come as shock but I used to walk on the wild side. I was out there searching for a love just like ours and never found it because hey it wasn’t ours. Ther’s been an ocean of lovers between the tides of me and the shores of you. I know you wonder about my other lovers, wonder how you compare to them. And not only the ones I’ve told you about. Well some were fascinating and cute but they never smelled as good as you baby. There were others I havent’ told you about. But see I didn’t fuck them all. Its not like I was promiscuous. I am a big flirt, but not a slut you know? Truth is I was always more in love with being in love than with love itself. You know what I mean? I knew you would. I mean whats the point of life if you don’t flirt with a little romance. Do you jealous, Lover? Are you the jealous type? No reason you have to be. You being so seductive and all. I’m not the jealous type either. I’d probably be jealous if I saw you with some artsy-craftsy boy. You’ve got nothing to fear though. Because Lover, damn. You’ve scampered down my secret cubbyhole and taken up permanent residence there. You’re closer to my heart than anyones ever been. You know where my inner song dwells. You know just how I think music should taste on a man’s breath. You know the winding path I want to see it take up his hungry nostrils. Jimi just wanted to feel you up. How did he Put it—‘music sweet music I wish I could caress you with my fingertips.’ Jimi never smelled you though did he? I’d like to be the first. But who knows maybe he beat me there too. Maybe on the eve of his death the music took on a smoking-hot scent too. Oh fuck death. Ive got a lot of life left in me yet. When we took this trip I wasn’t looking to find love again by any stretch of the imagination. Not this kind of love anyway. So deep and abiding. I mean, I know my girls love me. And I know theyd never abandon me to my fear of dying alone. But now Ive got to abandon them, Lover. Leave them behind to accept your sweet embrace. ”You came along with your siren song and you tempted me to madness.” You came along and rescued me. I know the girls will probably try and lay a guilt trip on me . They are going to be so mad with me. I know it. But if they truly love me they’ll be as ecstatic as I am. If they love me maaadly. And if not, well, they’ll just have to get over themselves and understand our love. My love. My new love that dare not speak its name. My melodious and odoriferous virtual love.

 

                                                                 SEBASTIAN

Mister Danny Love! Who are you talking to? Better. not be my pretty dreadlock guitar man over there. Not after all the work I put into those locks.

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

Can you smell my love Sebastian? My musky virtual love. I’m literally swooning under the spell of his aromas and fragrances. I’m home now, Sebastian, I’m home. Gone to heaven and dint have to die to get here. Oh give me the perfumed box of virtual heaven over the promised land any day.

                                                                     SEBASTIAN
How did your girl Colette put it? ‘Where everything is possible and nothing is real?

                                                            MISTER DANNY LOVE

 Au contraire dear. Nothing is possible where everything is real.

                                                               

                                                              SEBASTIAN

I’m tearing down this unholy city of dream dust Danny. Pulling the plug on the deejay and kicking niggas to the curb. You can give ’em one more song but after that we’re 5000. Audi.

                                                                 MISTER DANNY LOVE

Do what you want baby girl. I’m not leaving my lover. I didn’t make this trip to die alone. Im here to embrace the good life while the living is still easy. I never expected to find love again. I never in my wildest expected all of this. Did I read you the horoscope Rob Brezny wrote me before we left. It said, ”Scorpio, fall in love you little time bomb, before you explode. I don’t care whom or what you fall in love with. You can fall in love with love itself. You can fall in love with an un-polluted river or devoted pet or a shiny new appliance or an honest politician or your best friend. You can fall back in love with the person you wished you felt more excited about. Love is the hammer and love is the nail and love is the house you need to build. Love is the blue fire that scares you into becoming freer and the pink traingle that exposes your intolerance and the black mud you can stew in until your skin feels baby fresh.” Now I read that and I thought, what a little shit that Rob is. What a cold little bitch. How could a man be so cruel? But he called that one right on target didn’t he, Sebastian?. Like a bombardier. Boom boom out go the lights and baby, just look at me now.

                                                               SEBASTIAN

Danny I don’t have time to argue with you. What’s. going on here is an all out attack on our ancestors. See about ten years ago a group of highly enlightened Black software

 developers specializing in educational video games came out from Silicon Valley. They decided they had the final solution to Black liberation. They wanted to download all forms of consciousness into a BAI—a Black Artificial Intelligence. Their plan was to create a new Black reality. They came out here and built experimental labs under the desert. They started bringing folk out here and let the BAI get to sucking their brains out. The BAI grew more powerful than its creators and then it destroyed them too. That’s when the BAI realized it had no soul. That’s why it wants to control you and me Danny. Because together we hold the keys to the crossroads—music and magic! This thing is like a virus trying to become a god or at least a televangelist. Well Sebastian says fuck that. The African dreamtime is not available for cable broadcast. We will not sell the rights to the crossroads to Viacom or Black Entertainment Television.

 

                                                            MISTER DANNY LOVE

Excuse me Miss One but are you on crack?  Tell Doctor Danny Love whats ailing you. I’ve found the cure you know honeychile. Check it out: the revolution will not be televised sister. The revolution will be virtually live.

                                                              SEBASTIAN
This might have started out as a revolutionary thing Danny, but its become the new slavery. You scared of. dying man? This aint living. Remember what I told you about dying? How your soul goes on beyond the grave? You’ve got to trust me on that one Black man. Think I’d bullshit you about something that real my brother? Danny if you stay up in this virtual nonsense all that you are—all your love, all your music, all the wisdom of your life, will be lost to us forever.

 

                                                              MISTER DANNY LOVE
Oh Sebastian you really must let me try some of what. you’re smoking. I think you’re on a Disneyland high.

                                                                 SEBASTIAN
Danny don’t make me choose between you and the. ancestors. That’s an insane choice. I csnt destroy this thing if you stay in here and I will not leave you behind. We gave birth to each other man, don’t you remember? You had me, I hatched you. We’ve seen each through a lot, thick and thin. Like orphaned twins. Leaving you in here would be like leaving a piece of my soul in here too. And we know that’s not about to happen.

                                                               MISTER DANNY LOVE

”We can make it if we try. Got a feeling that I can’t let go and I don’t know why.’

 

                                                                    SEBASTIAN

Do you reember what Big Mama used to say about abortion Danny? How she favored abortion over adoption because she wasn’t going to have something grow inside her body for nine months then abaond it to the world? Spend the rest of her life wondering what had become of her blood. That’s how I feel about you Danny. I cant lose you now. I’m not giving you up to nobody man. Not to death or this thing. Im not giving you up to nobody elses heaven and nobody elses hell. Trust me on that one.

                                                                 MISTER DANNY LOVE

”Just The two of us, we can make it if we try, just the two of us…”.

 

                                                                 SEBASTIAN
I know whats up Danny. Just when you thought it was safe to surrender, safe to give up the ghost, Wham! Here I come saying no. Like damn, you get a taste of immortality, of a virtual life beyond the grave and I got you scared of dying again. But death isnt what you think. You’re about to become an ancestor dude. Act like you know. Why you wanna muck around with that? C’mon Danny, act like you know.

                                                                  MISTER DANNY LOVE

Sebastian you promise eternal life  like it’s a phone line. you can install in my coffin. You make promises Sebastian, but my lover, he delivers. I can’t go where you go Sebastian. Whats real to you aint nothing but science fiction to me. I don’t want to go to the grave guessing. Not about what lies beyond this life or even if there is a beyond. You can promise me anything Sebastian but you cant give me this can you. You can’t. put a smell on me or a spell on me like my lover can.

 

                                     SEBASTIAN (taking VERDREEs hand and reaching out for DANNY)

Danny I cant offer you nothing but whats inside of these hands. Got me thinking of master plan because right now aint nothing but sweat inside of these hands. I’m gonna remove these shades now Danny. Bring us all up out of this trance. If I should die before I wake I pray your soul for me to keep. Give me your hand Danny so I’ll know you put your faith in the most for real lover you ever had. The one who never cheated on you. The one who never lied to you. The one who would never let you die alone. Come back with me Danny. Don’t make me beg Danny. Begging is so undignified betweem friends. You know how much I hate to beg. Danny? My love….

                                                        MISTER DANNY LOVE

Girl, you know there aint nothing but sweat inside these hands.

 

(BLACKOUT. Musical crescendo. Lights come up on Danny in an elegeant funeral gown. H e starts singing Ashford and Simpsons Gimme Something Real.  SEBASTIAN ecomes visible lighting some candles around a shrine/burial mound for Mister Danny Love near the bike which appears mummified. SEBASTIAN is wearing different clothes. She and VERDREE have a new bike. DREADLOCK GUITAR MAN and VLG appear in the doorway. He begins singing ‘Drifitng’ again. Suddenly, as if from deep space nine we hear VERDREE’s voice. SEBASTIAN moves towards her with a candle.)

                                                                VERDREE

Yo Sebastian. Hold up wait a minute. What in the. hell? You know I aint trying to be nobodys left behind virtual nigga out here.

                                                             SEBASTIAN

Please forgive me Verdree. It got so deep in there with Danny.

                                                             VERDREE

Forgive you? When did you plan on remembering? When you took my body back for Toni Cade to bury? What were you gonna tell her—that her mama made it to the crossroads and then just fell off?

                                                              SEBASTIAN

I said I was sorry. It just  got really really  intense in there betweenme and Danny.

                                                          VERDREE

Glitch, you’re so fulla shit. Look I got your diary.

                                                           SEBASTIAN

Thanks. Good looking out. You didn’t read any of it.  did you?

 

                                                            VERDREE

Long as you left me in there. Surely you jest. Didn’t. have nothing else to do. And fact is, I got some issues to take up with you heifer. Like where do you get off claiming Im the one responsible for the static between us. You were always the one had an attitude.

                                                             SEBASTIAN

I can’t believe you read from my diary.

                                                            VERDREE

Whoa, back up. You want to help raise my daughter I need to get clear on exactly where youre coming from. I aint been around your ass in three years. And so what, I read from your diary. You out here reading muhfukuhs minds, outting spells on their asses, making em bark like dogs. Rolling over speaking in tOngues and whatnot so whatever. So where you leave it with Danny and his virtual lover? I was all the way tripping by that point.

 

                                                           SEBASTIAN
What else can you do with a problem man chile. Love him and leave him alone.

                                                          VERDREE

So you were never really worried about losing your awesome superpower were you? That was all hype huh?

                                                          SEBASTIAN

Okay, so maybe like some MC’s,  I did get a bit dramatical.

                                                             VERDREE

A bit? ‘I must find the evil and kill it.’ Negress please, I was going to cry foul if you didn’t take home an Oscar. Call Spike in to lobby on your behalf. ‘Sista wuz robbed. The Academy is still racist, Halle, notwithstanding.’ I’ll hand it you Sebastian. You had Danny believing it was all his decision to stay up in there. You’re such a crafty little witch. How you ever get anybody to trust you I’ll never know. Am I the only one who questions your bullcrap?

 

                                                              SEBASTIAN

You know my motto, service to the race….

                                                           VERDREE

Yeah yeah, service to the race  for a profit. But how you spelling that? Ph or PR?

                                                              SEBASTIAN
My sister that’s between you me and the lightbulb—

                                                              VERDREE

And the lightbulb don’t talk. Right. So whats up.  between you and that pretty dreadlock man with the git-tar over there?  Yall got a thing going on. Is he coming back with us?

                                                               SEBASTIAN
Him? Come back with us? Child he aint real. How he’s gonna be real with all that pretty long hair? You didn’t think all that long hair was real did you? Yes you did. Fess up.

                                                         

                                                             VERDREE (hi-fiving SEBASTIAN)

Well virtually real if nothing else.

(They walk off together  into the nuclear sunset.)

 

Author: Enter My Cipher

Author/musician/cultural provocateur who thrives in Harlem, Howard U Bison Nation rep-at-large, co-founder of the Black Rock Coalition, leader of the Conducted Improv big band Burnt Sugar The Arkestra Chamber since 1999, Rivers On Mars collaborator, That Dude whose books include Flyboy In The Buttermilk, Flyboy 2 The Greg Tate Reader, Midnight Lightning:Jimi Hendrix and The Black Experience, Everything But The Burden--What White People Are Taking From Black Culture and the forthcoming Beast Mode:Iconic Gods and Monsters of the Black Atlantic (FS&G,2020)

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