Next on this month’s Vinegar Syndrome schedule, we have a trio of obscure sorta-roughies from someone named Ralph Ell.
“Doctah, I’m a lesbian. Can you cure me?”
Vinegar Syndrome moves a few steps back from its recent focus on 70’s hardcore classics and one off period obscurities towards classic grindhouse auteurist cinema with their latest release.
“Maybe we should go to New York…you know, one of those singles bars, and pick up a little tail.”
“Nah, that takes money. We ain’t got money.”