Synopsis: two Canadian media thugs visit Glasgow in search of the missing ashes of Alexander Trocchi, local heroin writer and compadre of the international Beat movement. Rating: R (some coarse language, graphic sex and violence)
blue friday
Glasgow. Night. Decorator lights extend the length of Buchanan St., bathing the flag stones of the pedestrian mall and the sandstone Victorian commercial buildings in a blue, gradient complexion.
Young chick in white sits on a bench in a lazy lotus position, listening to a busker play an A-major/D-minor dirge nearby on his Les Paul Jr.
Middle-aged man, black leather coat, long hair, could be anybody, a Prof, an old rock star, a Presbyterian screen writer looking for action, lingers nearby. Camera switches between the chick, the busker, the long-hair.
Meanwhile you hear the following exchange off-camera:
Female: That's not a Scottish name.
Male: Trocchi is Italian... lots of Italians in Glasgow.
Female: Don't know them.
Male: Glasgow is very cosmo... very hip.
Female: Is that why you're here?
Male: Of course. Looking for Alex Trocchi.
And that is LR's description of how our adventures began...you can read the rest here.
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