Anthony Bourdain and Nick Tosches discuss Nick’s book The Last Opium Den. Nick is one of my favorite writers, a dude who walks it like he talks it.
Driven by romantic, spiritual, and medicinal imperatives, Nick Tosches goes in search of something everyone tells him no longer exists: an opium den. From Europe to Hong Kong to Thailand to Cambodia, he hunts the Big Smoke…
This clip reminds me a bit of Richard’s wonderful interview with Mick Farren about speed, with some Guinness thrown in.
Legendary rock journalist, performer, novelist and countercultural gadfly since the 60s, Mick Farren discusses his newest book, Speed-Speed-Speedfreak (Feral House). Elvis Presley, The Hell’s Angels, Hunter S. Thompson, Truman Capote, the Beatles, Hank Williams, the Manson Family, Jack Keroauc, Johnny Cash, JFK, Adolph Hitler: all of the above were, at one time or another, to put it bluntly, speedfreaks.
In this mindbending expose, breathlessly narrated by some Bible thumpin’ teenybopper who sounds like he’s tweaking on meth, the truth about Timothy Leary and his infernal connection to Aleister Crowley is revealed to be the ultimate and absolute downfall of civilization as we know it.
Leary, doing Crowley’s bidding, distributed LSD and mescaline to America’s youth with the lusty abandon of a Viagra-fueled Priest feeding Methaqualone communion wafers to rosy-cheeked, tight- buttocksed altar boys. The resulting degradation of society has altered our reality in ways that are immeasurably and indescribably decadent and sinful. For which I am eternally gratefully.
If one were to take the bible seriously one would go mad. But to take the bible seriously, one must be already mad.
Is Craig Smith’s no-budget 8mm Psychedelic Glue Sniffing Hillbillies the spawn of John Water’s bad seed, the white trash pappy to Harmony Korine’s Gummo or the most twisted home movie ever made? Is it a brilliant cinematic statement about America’s marginalized underclass or just a reel of crap celluloid found in the bottom of a grab bag at a West Virginia garage sale? Or, who gives a shit? Pound back a few Rolling Rocks and swim into the celluloid oil slick that is Psychedelic Glue Sniffing Hillbilles.
For the the fullblown glue sniffing experience buy the DVD at gluesniffcom. “It’s more fun than a two-headed tractor pull.”
Documentary with performances by The Dead, Mothers Of Invention, Big Brother, The Airplane, Quicksilver Messenger Service and lots of hippies dancing and getting stoned. It was directed by Stefan Morawietz for German TV. It’s in German, but you’ll get the idea.
part two after the jump
Who Killed Nancy opens today In New York City. The film makes a strong case that Sid Vicious did not kill Nancy Spungen. Read about it at the Daily Mail.
Because putting together the Phew/Aunt Sally post made me think of them and because I need a unicorn chaser after that cheesy thing I posted just now (ironically from the same time period as this), Here’s The Fall, live in Leeds, doing one of the best odes to speed that I know of, aside from this one or (duh!) this one. I drunk a jar of coffee and then I took some of these !
Alternate version after the jump…