I was a major Ray Bradbury fan as a kid, and every couple of years when cool autumn weather rolls around (maybe I should say IF cool autumn weather rolls around), I pick up Something Wicked This Way Comes or The Martian Chronicles or Dandelion Wine and just luxuriate in his poetic prose. The fantasist and visionary turns 90 this weekend. If it were up to me, he’d win the Nobel for literature, but so-called genre writers don’t fare so well in such competitions.
I have to say, I never would’ve thought to deliver the tribute that comic writer-actress-Bradbury enthusiast Rachel Bloom offers with her love song ”Fuck Me, Ray Bradbury.” It is, as the kids say, NSFW. (Stay till the end of the tune to hear how she does something wicked with Something Wicked).
