I’ve got to stop sleeping on these Tuesday Night Trash shows. And I mean literally sleeping. As I slide further into the “old bag” stage of life, your humble reporter prefers to be in bed late Tuesday nights with a book in his hands and two cats sleeping on his legs like the old woman that he never thought he’d become.
That said, I’ve been to Tuesday Night Trash before. I saw Blood Freak for the first time there. And Decoder. It introduced me to Roller Blade. And it was where I finally got to see Plan 9 From Outer Space on a big screen. And those are just a few of the favors that Tuesday Night Trash has done for me at absolutely no admission charge (it’s a FREE SHOW, folks).
For the most part though, I choose to stay in instead of hitting I-35 toward Oak Cliff come Trash night to make the usual 9:15 start time.
However, maybe it’s time to change my ways because last Tuesday’s screening of Blood Suckers From Outer Space was hilarious fun. Inspiring, even. And I want to do it again.