One Pink Muscle to
Go is a dark, raunchy, existential comedy about the
stratification of society; unforgiving big business, socially
acceptable insanity and a search for a reality where one can
live and find happiness in the midst of it all…and there's the
timeless wisdom, always appreciate and support your local
strippers.
Rivertown, West Virginia was not prepared for the return of
Abigail “Abby” O'Shea. The once sleepy town along the
Monongahela River opposite Stillwell, West Virginia, and its
university are changing forever by a seemingly overwhelming
confluence of events. All is not as it appears, as the “new
normal” has come home to roost in a community completely
transformed since O'Shea’s childhood.
The arrival of numerous big box stores, myriad franchise
retailers, countless video gambling shops, the horde of frackers
descending on the region and the ever-expanding institute of
higher education, result in a continuous remaking of the
landscape and its residents. This, while a disturbing number of
people succumb to pharmaceutically induced deaths.
It could be any town in America except for the extraordinary
dynamics in play that make it a story that could only take place
in Rivertown, West Virginia. The fast-expanding hamlet sits atop
an old burning coal mine as investors, property developers and
others pour in by the day.
Beautiful young women make their way through life stripping. A
local mining and natural gas tycoon, Baron Hardinger, has
difficulty with his ornamental hermit as stockholders hound him
for answers on some very shaky investments. Emmett Lee Ray, the
overworked unappreciated multitasking dynamo that serves as
mayor, chief of police and fire chief, discovers that things are
escalating far beyond his abilities as the pace of life in the
small town quickens. A self-righteous preacher and his frenzied
unforgiving flock prove to be an explosive mixture in this
apocalyptic tale of the America Dream.
Special
Thanks to Nick Willett for the cover art!