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PostSubject: Sad Song - Lou Reed Dies 71   Mon Oct 28, 2013 10:52 am







Sad Song


...Indulgent yes,but I lost my friend yesterday.So many things never got said.It was only last week,I thought about his mortality,to get off my arse,
write to him,tell him about the time my father hit me for playing "That Nazi Shit","But Dad,he's Jewish !",the second hit was harder than the first.'It was Kill Your Sons" blasting away,1986 the year they phased out LP's and RCA records sold all their product cheap.In K-Mart at Bateau Bay of all places.
In one go I bought,Berlin,Lou Reed,Transformer,Sally Can't Dance,Rock and Roll,Greatest Hits,New Sensations,for $2 each,when they sold as imports for $14,except Transformer,always being available on shelf usually.I had enough change,to buy a packet of cigarettes,a $20 stick of marijuana,that weighed in at four grammes and was kick arse Thai stuff,you actually tripped out on it,not like the artificial garbage they have now.
It was a small Central Coast village back then,Budgewoi.I couldn't stand the in-crowd surfer culture and rebelled towards an alternative culture that was not yet borne locally or even understood,unless you were from the inner parts of Sydney,which one frequented regularly to buy hard to get albums,recordings,or memorabilia,like that 1975 Creem Magazine,an interview with Lou Reed and Lester Bangs.
I used to laugh at the hermit crab of Lesters,jumping about to Metal Machine Music,that "or he's dancing".
I'm sure Lou would look back and smile.
I'll miss you Lou...I really do.





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PostSubject: The Velvet Underground - I'm Waiting For The Man   Mon Oct 28, 2013 11:55 am




It's Who I am,it's what I do.
I don't hide it or deny it.I'm an arty drug user
big deal,I don't hurt you or anybody,but myself.
Sneer at convention and your liquid legal poison,as Iggy Pop coined it in his song,Some Weird Sin,"Makes me Sad and Ill,that's when I want,some weird sin" .

And having a psychopathic former gaol warden for a father,who carried on about the evils of drugs and homosexuals,who beat me at thirteen for drug use and I never seen a marijuana plant in my life,by fourteen that had changed,when I found my first,well three,seven footers,with buds of hallucination,no more sneaky beers.Or wine.That just made you angry and vomit...heh,real fun that is.This stuff,great for the family violence and trauma,hence Kill Your Sons being a favourite song of Lou Reeds,not the favourite,but one of,that laurel always belonged to The Velvets studio original,Waiting For The Man.

I had this history teacher,who knew my proclivities.He used to bet the other staff members if I came to class stoned as it turned out.We didn't like each other and I only put an effort in,if it was about Adolf Hitler.Just to outrage,but I secretly listened to his speeches on the World Bankers and the Rothschilds funding both sides of the war,we were pretty advanced.
I tried to say with snobbish delivery the wrong pronunciation for Avante Garde,being my taste in music,presenting my interest in Brian Eno and early Roxy Music as evidence for this.
With smirking glee he walked away,near choking back giggles,I blissfully unaware of what came next.

Wednesdays double period,it was after the exams and Paul the History teacher comes in,a milk crate filled with old records.He pulls two out and strides towards me and slaps them on the desk,holding out his hand,"Here your search for the Avante Garde ends,a fiver will do",I had a number of fivers,being Austudy Pay day,greatfully I handed the purple note over,two albums I never heard,or seen before,A Banana and a dark witch,with song titles written in German (Nico - The End),a language I was studying for,to become a spy in Europe,The Wall still being up and trading on the European Son of appearance I sport,could've been a fun trip.

I go home,there's good marijuana,Kate Bush's The Kick Inside hadn't left the spool of that old Weltron for weeks.Chasing a girl I could never have,that looked like Kate Bush and Jackie Kennedy.I didn't want to lose my cherry properly,to the easy cheap fucks who just wanted to notch me up as their next casualty,none of them got me,except their mothers,if only they knew,I made them think I was faggot so no-one ever "clicked",or that murder would've happened long ago.

The hit was instant and this lullaby of a song,that would chill a baby with tooth-ache into the softest of slumbers,drifting cloud to cloud with each verse,a dreamy LSD-scape,a drug the New Yorkian culture hated,having a lot of pent up issues,amphetamine destroyed the hippy movement,but New York Punks,knew their way.I was a pothead and the first three minutes is usually paranoia until you focus and beam.No,I was calm and absolute and thought this is just some arty venture,drifting into others dreams,until track two.

Waiting For The Man.

The beginning is abrupt and your caught up in the traffic,like your getting off the underground metro train.Shoe shod Feet upon the tiled floor makes for a clatter of an ambience.People pushing to get office,or serving coffee and tea,the parks,have an underground trade in flesh or your taste in exotic substances and herbs,that give you a different angle.The flesh always caused you trouble,it was furthest from my mind and out of my pay,nor necessary,only had The Man in my interest.

My uncles flatmates in Newtown knew me and my taste for The Stooges,I got an insight to his roadie experience due to his connection with Williamson from the bands later years.His Detroit accent was unmistakable
it was like God blessed me for a moment in that dark inner Sydney suburb

Surfer Culture snobbery forced my hand to seek a sleazier alley,lucky to get through alive,disease and addiction free.But I had fun.It was at a time,
when drugs,like Heroin and Amphetamine was contained amongst the music and arts scene,not the backyard labs destroying whole suburbs with cheap,dirty inferior product that you have now.Still smoke for insights now,but clean from other substance of enhancement or nullification.Lou
was never the cause of that,it was there before I met him through his music,I was just exhilarated to find someone with that cool style,only Lou could do.






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