Well, like many luminaries before me - Ozzy Osbourne, Syd Barrett, Dave Mustaine,.. - I have been let go from a band for engaging in the insanities of excess... on stage. On July 22, I played my last show with LOVE REMOVAL MACHINE*. I hadn't intended for it to be my last but instead of putting on the Lyle as Astbury show I put on the Merkus does Morrison doing Astbury performance... which doesn't even fly in some original avandt-garde group,.. much less in a precision Cult tribute at a suburban venue. From what I heard it had familiar themes of "Hail Satan" and off-color humor... making up words as I go... falling around and jumping all over the stage... throwing a mic stand and slamming the mic on the floor (it was my mic), jumping to the floor breakdancing... pouring beer on myself. These are old tricks of the shock rock genre... many Moon beers took me outta my mind... and so did the music. I really dig that music and it sounded great and I went crazy. I've been kicked out of places for doing less and asked back to places for doing more... but it didn't fly with the band, so we have mutually parted ways. I wish them the best in their future endeavours. I know they will do well. Word of my stage antics reminded me of the first time I sang rock-n-roll in front of people at a frat party in Oklahoma. I must've been about 17 & was asked to sing 3 songs with a band and was sitting in the back the whole time drinking bad bourbon out of a Listerine bottle. I came up to do "Cult of Personality" and started out: "Look in my eyes. Look up my butt. You're all a bunch of stupid cunts." ...or maybe it was "fucking cunts" don't remember. I ran across a piece I wrote about it and will post it when I find it again. I sang all three songs that night and they were horrible,.. but I sure did put on a show. Often as an artist it's best to do something that won't quickly be forgotten than to do what you're supposed to. Sometimes people need to be yelled at. I heard rumors of a tape of that show for years but I never located it. It would blow my mind to hear it today. So my PR firm whisked me away to come up with some spin to salvage my reputation and I found myself in a clandestine studio not far from the alleged event. In a few hours I completed vocals for the BLAUDO* track "FIRST THOUGHT/BEST THOUGHT". The session went well and I only have four or five more to complete before this phase of the recording is done. After a weekend binge I boarded the plane back to the missle silo... it was quiet late at night when I returned. My driver had handed me the latest medicine and I looked forward to trying the fruits... speaking of which I just had a taste of Purple Pepper which was the first medicinal I tasted when I arrived here a couple of months ago. When I left the studio I was given a mix of what we recorded and I'm listening to it now... In other music news I'm collaborating with Yasha Filisov and Kentaro (of BLAUDO* fame) on a project based on some songs I've written over the years. I think the wet-panty song of the bunch is "SHE DIALS 911" and that's what gets gophers chasing after balls... whatever the hell that means. I'm already enjoying the noise and look forward to the interesting twists will lead to... I'd like to call it oolyakoo...