Amazing Capes escaped the crystal vortex of Asheville on
April 2nd 2013 at 10:11am in a lemon yellow sun warrior named Wanda.
The stowaways included Rox, Anna and a plastic pink pony assuming the identity
of a curly haired Hana. What will follow now are the intermittent briefings of
the memorable and terribly unmemorable encounters, if not for this writing, of
these 26-year-old cape donning earthlings.
Packed in Wanda, who was born to the family of Toyota in
1978, are several tons and various bags of eccentric clothing, a sunshine
travel suitcase full of satin Amazing Capes, sleeping bags, a plant that lives
in the air named Franny, blue space booties, golden boots, a dashboard full of
mixed tapes and a southwest blanket that belongs to Jimmy.
Not included in Wanda are heat, air, defrost, or an audible
Episode 1: Ernestine and Hazel’s, a dive of dives in Memphis
Tennessee. Night one. Rox and Anna enter
a smoke filled room with sultry dark shapes draped in professional lighting;
the smoke is artificial and cameras surround the shapes, now humans, performing
before a pyramid of hefty cameras. We sit at a small table. The light is
beautiful in the manufactured smoke. It blends in soft swirls around the energy of the dive. Peeling plaster walls, dark wood and historical soul burgers
bring a sense of warmth and comfort to this intimate corner pocket of Memphis. We
blend ourselves in.
Shortly after Rox dons her cape, the search for ghosts ensues
upstairs. However, rather than sighting a glowing orb as described by the bar’s
caretaker, Rox and Anna were invited into the music video of Ana Popovic, a
long legged Serbian blues guitarist flaunting an entourage of tall dark soulful men wearing
window suits. Agreeably we signed the release forms, assumed our roles on the
haunted bench, and pretended to fight- while inwardly smiling- as the hefty
cameras dollied past us and the ghosts of Ernestine and Hazel filled the smoky lit
AC Truth 1: Wearing a cape increases the possibility of
Onwards and Upwards