Karaoke Is so hardcore here it’s helpful to have someone special in mind to hit those high notes after a few beers far from home which is why tonight’s rendering of Radio, the lyrics of which I could recite drunk in my sleep, was for Allison Greenfield and the Antifa summer of love we spent plotting the fall of Culver City before that old cockblocker from out East Chuck Schumer swept her off her feet and she ultimately wrapped the radical communist, Marxist, fascist and radical left thug that lives like vermin within the confines of our, sorry, your country now, Arthur F. Engoron around her trigger finger and left me for dead.