“We were driving faster than dammit, headed due west for a place called Anywhere But Here.” -James Spundt
When a tip from a clairvoyant leads 23-year old Neal Orris to a rural Connecticut barn housing his deceased father’s secret obsession, a pristine 1964 Shelby Cobra Roadster, it is the getaway ticket he was desperately searching for. After liberating his best friend Ike from his dead-end job on the family farm, the two hit the open highway. Aiming for the Palm Springs race tracks, their journey is a blur of seedy motels, cool swimming pools, hot debutantes, cocktails, and cigarette smoke. Each stop finds the friends inventing new pseudonyms and personas for themselves, their innocent game hurtling into the depths of decadence and desolation. Like smoking a spicy cigar on an aged leather seat, driving with the windows down and smelling the summer heat rise from asphalt. It's the simple luxuries in life...
The Cobra & The Canary Fragrance Notes
Lemon, orris, tobacco flowers, leather, hay fields, asphalt
