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A draft notice is the ticket to an an idyllic pot commune in the mountains above Acapulco for Nico, a privileged Chicago college student, and her pacifist boyfriend.
Adam, the cannabis evangelist who runs the farm, awaits the arrival of Alien Overlords by growing the finest buds in the galaxy.
But when Smith, a demented CIA officer, spots Nico and her buddy Richard– a Ché look-alike– at a nearby village, he concludes Ché faked his death.
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To smoke El Comandante out of hiding, he hires a Mexican cop to bust Nico and use her as bait. In the village jail, she befriends Tippie, hairdresser from a Louisiana hick town. Sentenced to crochet bikinis for crashing into a burro, Tippie chalks it up as “Mercury was in retrograde.”
The chicks finagle their release, skedaddle to Acapulco and become Go-Go dancers at El Club Boom Boom.
But with the spook hot on their trail, life goes completely FUBAR.
Excerpts
To those who come across this message in a bottle, imagine it pure fantasy. Too many years of ingesting various magical substances left me only vivid bursts of memories from the era described in the media as The Sixties.
Time was a candy store then, filled with luscious, brightly colored, dangerous treats beckoning to be taken. We careened from one to another, like dolls caught in a nuclear wind. But while we danced and banged like monkeys, we caught a glimpse of Rome burning, and shouted fire!
With an ecstatic smile, Tippie closed her eyes and stuck her head out of the car window. Cool breeze, bright sun... According to her horoscope, it was “a perfect time for travel, spiritual renewal, and strengthening a marital relationship.”
Despite the optimistic astral prognosis, she was initially a teensy bit worried about the car, as Bobby’s 1958 Ford Falcon station wagon had a tendency to overheat.
I observed the target, Ché, meeting two females. A tall blonde KGB honeypot and a brunette Cuban soldier dressed in military fatigues. The three departed 47 minutes later...
Smith stopped recording, rubbed his face, giving the brunette a bit more thought. Despite her petite size, if KGB trained, she could kill a man twice her size with one well-placed blow. It was just like the commies to force women into the military.
Reviews on Amazon
It is like having a Flashback!
Reading Acapulco Buds was like having a flashback into the sixties, complete with the giggles... yes, I couldn't stop laughing at the insane series of events and characters that follow Nico as she freely and carelessly drifted through life with a joyous attitude.
Acapulco Buds is by far one of the funniest and most insane novels I have ever read, and accurately sets the surreal political events of the sixties... I'm still laughing.
I really enjoyed this book.
This is a totally fascinating book! It had me hooked by the first chapter, after which I couldn't put it down. It is very unusual in that it has so many different threads that it is difficult to classify: there is action, mystery, suspense and fascinating glimpses into history.
The characters are vividly drawn and the pacing is just right. I really enjoyed this book and highly recommend it.
300 pages of 1960s fun!
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Marta was born in Bogotá, Colombia, and lives in Los Angeles.
This novel is a memento mori to an era when activism, music, sex, and weed were the antidote for the Forever War Machine.
Her other novels are Spirit Land, and
The Vatican Solution.
She's published two photography books: Carnival
Dreams and The House on Rue Burgundy.
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This novel is a memento mori to an era when activism, music, sex, and weed were the antidote for the Forever War Machine.
Her other novels are Spirit Land, and The Vatican Solution.
She's published two photography books: Carnival Dreams and The House on Rue Burgundy.
Visit Spooky LA
