The women are smart; the men are dumb ... willing tools of the women

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What's the most rock and roll thing you have ever done in your life? 
Carla - Giving someone a blowjob, as I was driving the car in the fast lane of the freeway with them steering ... because obviously I couldn't see ... me working the accelerator and brakes ... by them telling me to slow down or speed up. 
Whoa! 
Jack Martin - How did you know if he wanted you to slow down or speed up, blowing or driving?

Even though I was a cop I ran around in fishnet stockings and hot pants

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Nick Knox, then the drummer in the Cramps, is Metoff's cousin, and when they came to Cleveland for an extended stay that summer we hooked up. Our first gig together was at Peter Ball's Fourth of July party, held at the Ball mansion in Bratenahl. The place had been designed around the turn of the century by Stanford White, who was later murdered by Harry Thaw in a scandal documented in the films The Girl in the Red Velvet Swing and Ragtime. The stage was a cement slab built into the side of a bluff overlooking Lake Erie, and the audience gathered on the beach some 40 feet below. Offshore, pleasure boats moored to enjoy the music and the fireworks display that followed.

You're gonna do the popcorn all over the place!

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S: Any words of advice to new filmmakers out there?

JMM: Yeah, just watch Steckler's LEMON GROVE KIDS MEET THE MONSTERS.

S: Ray Dennis Steckler...

JMM: Look at how simple and carefree the art of filmmaking is! It's a gorilla suit and a pretty girl! Just shoot the film for Pete's sake! Lately I've been wondering if editing is even all that important.

S: Do you think Russ Meyer's films are personal?

JMM: Sure. But all the reviews I've read of FASTER PUSSYCAT! KILL! KILL! don't really refer to that. No one has ever noted how the characters are metaphors for Meyer's World War 2 experience: Tura is Japan, Haji is Italy (or Spain), and Billie is Platinum Americana. Tura and Haji are in bed together, politically and sexually and Billie winds up stabbed in the back, but not before befriending the Victim, who is a metaphor for Europe, or perhaps the Jews.

S: The bookworm survives as well.

JMM: As does the vegetable, who defeats Tura's machine. But it's American book-smarts and a bikini clad Playmate who walk away at the end of the movie! Oh yeah, and Stuart Lancaster is FDR: the old man in the wheelchair!

''You fuckers will never play here again!"

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They were some wild, drinkin', crazy people, with a really dark sense of humor, and who loved to pick fights that they could not win. The show in Amsterdam was both of us opening for the Chesterfield Kings. So the Teasers just insulted the Chesterfield Kings the entire set, right at the front of the stage. 'Fuck you, You idiots!' They'd even made these quick homemade signs with 'You Suck!' 'Fuck You!' Now the Kings were not wimpy guys, a couple of them were real bruisers, and they were really mad. 'As soon as this set's over we're gonna kick all of yer asses!' And the Teasers are just laughin' and laughin'... So the set's over, the Kings rush out to the parking lot to get to the Teasers, who are now totally shit-faced and still talking shit - these little tiny Scottish guys. And one of the Kings grabs the Teasers guitarist and starts threatening him bad, about to really tear into him. And the Teasers guitarist goes, 'Oh, yer a big man, picking on the wee li-ill faggot like me. Ho, you're a big man!' He's out of his mind drunk, but using this amazing psychology on the guy. So after five minutes of this, the Kings guy pushed him away and says, 'All right, I'm not even gonna fuck with you, you faggot!' And it defuses the whole situation. It was amazing to behold.

it was a wild scene, with tightly packed bodies dancing feverishly

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While the Hideout was limited to one stage, the cavern-styled Crow's Nest had two and was able to keep the live music going non-stop. There were also two rooms at the Crow's Nest, one for dancing, and one for eating and hanging out. To the south in Monroe, kids lined up to get into a place called the Club. In Clarkston, kids flocked to the Platter Box. Each of these dance clubs varied in size and clientele, some, like the Hideout, appealing to the white Levis and madras shirt crowd, while others drew the "greasers", who favored pegged pants and Spanish boots with Cuban heels. All the clubs featured undersized dance floors and very loud bands. Soon bands were forming in basements and garages all over the Motor City. The Human Equations, the Ruins, the Warlocks, the Henchmen, the Wha?, the Gang, the Fallen Angels, the Opposing Forces, the Yorkshires, and the Rainy Days were just a few.

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #7

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I really went down into the gutter, you know, of my head, and I come up with these songs. I'm halfway ashamed of it, you know? I'm sayin', "But, Andre, would you want your kids to hear these things?" You know, I got an angel on one shoulder, and a devil on the other shoulder; the devil is tellin' me, "Hey, Andre, you're 61 years old, you're black, what other guy gonna ever get a shot like this? Come on,wake up! Smell the coffee!" But the angel says "But Andre! What is the Rabbi gonna say?" You know? Hee hee hee hee!!!!

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #6

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Andre was quite a character-super animated, full of salty tales about Panama cat houses (he apologized for using the word "whorehouse" despite the fact that it was about the most lightweight term in his ribald vocabulary!), and crazy people he's met in his truly eventful life.

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #5

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You think the music business is rotten? Check out the corn business, check out the cattle business. It's unbelievable, one motherfucker gets 70 dollars for a cow and others get 370 for a cow, same thing.It's: WHO is doin' business with you if you know what I mean. Now, Jens, where's the marihuana? There's no drugs in this room?

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #4

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When I cut 'Pig Snoots' under the Natural Bridge thing, it was because there were no other motherfucking president of no record company to take Andre Williams. I was blackballed, outcast, crazy motherfucker, whatever you want to call me, will die in a minute, gonna die in a second. So I had to change the name because they like my music as long as it wasn't Andre Williams.

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #3

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There were no fuckin' unions man! We were just a bunch of bootlegging motherfuckers! No, Devora Brown had no idea about payin' royalties! That fucked me around, but fellas, out of any bad situation something good can be coming out. If it hadn't been for that erratic, crazy shit that Devora Brown pulled, there wouldn't be no Andre Williams today! Because the records wouldn't have been classics!

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #2

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Do you prefer black or white women? Are you an ass man or a tit man? What turns you on? Are you as raunchy as your music? Do you think you get kinkier with age? What's your favorite thing a woman does to you? Do you like to play dress up? Is sex better at 61 than when you were younger?

My middle name is Lascivious and it will not ever quit. My thing is lascivious communication - that's Andre Williams. There's but one Andre Williams. There's 15 Wilson Picketts, there's 29 Marvin Gayes, there's 30 Mick Jaggers but there's one Andre Williams. I am not ever gonna get slick. I might wear a slick suit but it won't come out of my mouth.

Mr Rhythm Speaks His Mind #1

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Now Little Richard.There's a bannister at the Apollo for the star, where he can see the show.Nobody else in the Apollo can see the show from there.Just the star.I was scared of sissies, dig? I looked up and there he is looking down at me.I tried to go around him.Shit.Man,I'd be talkin' about "AW, HAVE MERCY! HELP YOURSELF!" He'd be on the bannister, pretty as a flower, gorgeous! It was something funny, but scared! I had to walk back to the dressing room! MY dressing room!! I walk by, he goes "COME HERE you pretty thang!" I said, "I'll be back in a minute."