Life on Mars
The bar reeked of spilled whiskey and broken dreams.
Backstage at a dingy dive on the outskirts of Burbank, the lesbian punk band, Life on Mars, a band so obscure even their groupies denied knowing them, was falling apart. Again. Their lead singer, Jax, was passed out face-down in a pile of glitter, and the bassist had pawned her amp for tequila money. Only Lola, their drummer, still had her act together, or so she claimed, until she emerged wearing nothing but leather pant...