black music played by white, working class, bad skin bastards

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People might say, "Well, there's no more Knickerbockers, there's no more Count Five and there's no more Hombres, and there's no more Standells out there." Yeah, but there may be a bunch of people who can give you the same emotional feeling if you spent the time on a Tuesday night to go to the clubs and hear music, you'll see. It's still out there. You have to find it again, because you can only recycle these stories so many times; you can only reissue these songs so many times, and eventually everybody's gonna have these records in their homes. You're going to have all the versions of all this stuff on bootlegs and tape and vinyl. After a while though, you're kid's gonna eat them, you're dog's gonna shit on them and your second wife will throw them out. So why don't you guys go form your own bands, or why don't you go find some and then you'll find some dirty bitches and get laid and you'll have a good time.

I didn't know the difference between a Farfisa and a duck's arse.

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"Well, we start off like this," and I lay down on Joe's bed to demonstrate a position.  "And after a while we move to this," and I threw both of my legs in the air. "Then at some stage I lie on my tummy," and I moved accordingly.  "And we often do it sitting up," I sat on the bed with my legs at angles.  "Then he sometimes plates me for a bit, or I plate him."  I lay back on the bed.  "But we usually finish up like this," I moved into a sideways position, "or this," and I arched my back.  "Though I often plate him last as well."

     Joe had been watching me in amazement. "Oh, I could never get all that together. I couldn't be bothered."

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within the first few pages the main character Katie was talking about having a 'scene' with no other than Syd Barrett!! That this young, groovy ass chick was hanging out and swinging with the 'manager' of the Pink Floyd as well as working at the infamous but not so well known Middle Earth? Fucking hell! And the language, let me tell you about the language! Plating and tinctures and pulling of both boys and girls, oh me oh my

Viv was a great drummer, but he was much more interested in mayhem

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We used to study these people and try and make our own hair like theirs. It seemed fairly clear to us that Brian Jones washed his hair twice a day, and Jagger at least once. the Pretty Things didn't appear to have washed their hair ever. And those faces on the first album cover! A medical man would diagnose scurvy from a hundred paces; the band's sallowed skin had been surely  reared only on fish and chips. The anti-heroes, seriously ugly.

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.

Respect to Big Bobby Nightcap

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