Well...a book...
I was offered a book. I started working on it with Michael Alig, a coffe table book, but it became too broad...almost like an encyclopedia...
and that's not what I wanted to do
I wanted to focus on our specific group, basically what I knew about...the second generation club kids...the products...the ones who were sold once the concept crystalized...
Michael, being in jail, having alot of time on his hands, wanted to cover everything and everyone...but I saw that as a very early flaw in his book of his own...too dense....
I have learned to appreciate editing.
I also didn't want to dwell on that one aspect of my life...being a club kid
Althought there was so much information and experiences there...
"I've got dreams to remember"...Otis
I have always believed being creative is fine, coming up with and idea...
... but the real rush, the real victory is when you slash the throat of your idea and toss it away
..at least that's when i shoot my wad
You find people who get one idea and they hold onto it for dear life...
...they don't understand that, as part of the cycle...you must take your idea to the slaughter house once it is old enough
I believe in the sacrifice.
I understand from living in the hills of Missouri, the importance of burning the field...
You can only love life by loving death...that's Manson's gig....
There were many dimensions to our little clique... the more cult aspects...
... we were all marked with secret marks
...we were, as far as I knew, the only people shooting ketamine and exploring the near death experience....at that time
..then writing and painting about it...discussing it intellectually
Ketamine shooting had last been explored by 70's psychedelic elitists..."altered states" and that lot
We were dealing in freemason terms really
...architecture, and degrees of information
very Crowley...Jack Parsons...L. Ron...and my beloved Anger..
Most of the scene didn't even know about what we were up to, it was very inside circle...
in regards to james and his book...he was really your basic drug addict
there isn't much there, but he is quite comical
I did like the chapter about working a room
we gave him his respect, and he is sweet, james...
...I guess he's like your grandma who smells bad and sits in the corner speaking in a word salad..
we were students of Pschic TV and the Legendary Pink Dots and Skinny Puppy and skateboard culture of the late Eighties in suburbia...coming from a different school
We were not trust fund babies like James, we were middle class....
there are so many things to write about that James was not in on, nor could he comprehend it if he was
...I think i will begin a book...
thanks for giving me that nudge Johnny