That’s a good point. I thought it was a top hat, but the broad brim and giant feather do suggest Legba. The association with St. Peter would also fit in a crisis involving zombies and spiritual crossroads. It could also be Baron La Croix.
I was thinking they were just stars on a dark clear night, but then decided there were too many.
Either that or we’re looking through a nice big telescope lens.
Is there anything that they want?
Is there anything they can’t do?
You’ll hear from them in your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
You’ve got everything they could want.
It’s a part of their voodoo.
So listen good, to your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
The creators long controlled you,
And kept you at their sides.
If their whips so wrong can’t miss you,
They might be satisfied (ooh!)
Is there anything that they want?
Is there anything they can’t do?
You’ll hear from them in your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
—from “From Me to You,” The Beatles. (Couldn’t think of a good swampy voodoo song to parody. Maybe later.)
Oh, Captain! My Captain! In dreams, you’re here with me;
The pack is somewhere in the north, the USA still free;
I work now for the government, but we’ve all rogue and fleeing,
Our office space in Annex One now walks about a-freeing.
But, spleen, spleen, spleen!
It’s all just in my head.
I know that you, my Captain Bram,
Are fallen gone and dead.
“…with a boss hat!”
Rum? Ogou?
Between the boss hat and suit, and the request for both tobacco and rum, I’m guessing one of Baron’s aspects.
Baron Samedi! …Lock up your women-folks!
Baron Thursday Afternoon. The other guy was busy.
+1
The broad brimmed hat and cane suggest Legba.
That’s a good point. I thought it was a top hat, but the broad brim and giant feather do suggest Legba. The association with St. Peter would also fit in a crisis involving zombies and spiritual crossroads. It could also be Baron La Croix.
The little round things that are behind Sweetheart. Rain or Pavane?
I was thinking they were just stars on a dark clear night, but then decided there were too many.
Either that or we’re looking through a nice big telescope lens.
The rain, or Pavane, is mainly such a pain.
That rhyme only works when the words actually rhyme.
Maybe the comic convention for beads of sweat, as in Sweetheart waking up in a cold sweat?
So, there are no ghosts. Loas, on the other hand…
Oh, there are ghosts. They just aren’t involved in this particular situation.
I’m curious whether this “loa” is actually an alien from Planet Lovetron…
You’d think Sweetheart would be used to convoluted plots of weirdos by now.
Is there anything that they want?
Is there anything they can’t do?
You’ll hear from them in your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
You’ve got everything they could want.
It’s a part of their voodoo.
So listen good, to your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
The creators long controlled you,
And kept you at their sides.
If their whips so wrong can’t miss you,
They might be satisfied (ooh!)
Is there anything that they want?
Is there anything they can’t do?
You’ll hear from them in your dreams from beyond,
They’ll scream, they’ll come for you.
—from “From Me to You,” The Beatles. (Couldn’t think of a good swampy voodoo song to parody. Maybe later.)
Oh, Captain! My Captain! In dreams, you’re here with me;
The pack is somewhere in the north, the USA still free;
I work now for the government, but we’ve all rogue and fleeing,
Our office space in Annex One now walks about a-freeing.
But, spleen, spleen, spleen!
It’s all just in my head.
I know that you, my Captain Bram,
Are fallen gone and dead.
—See? I *did* think of something else.
Nice.
Why is the rum always gone?
Oh… that’s why.