Scar tissue and Brom Bones..

Scar tissue is stronger than regular tissue. Realize the strength, move on.
Henry Rollins

Comic relief is good for you...
Comic relief is good for you…

I told X8

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The black leather jacket was left behind after one of X8’s female conquests, left behind in his car. He gave it to me and it fit. As a vegetarian and beertarian my frame was petite. Now the jacket is dry and shrunken and I’m round and plump. I had my son model it.

It was a simple complete-black leather jacket. The Charged GBH logo went on top first thing in the early 1980s. I love this jacket.  We were inseparable. My friendship with X8 faded and he never knew what became of the jacket. A few years ago X8 and I rekindled our friendship for a brief time on MySpace. I told him about the leather jacket and what became of it. He was surprised and seemed interested.

This leather jacket is special to me because X8 thought to give it to me, and the girl who left it behind…not a clue?

Nazi Punks, It is just as clear today as it was from the beginning… and I have one thing to say….

Today the extremes in human nature seem to be battling it out on the human stage. The weather is extreme and nature is bitchy.  The feeling I have of deep oppression is swallowing my hopefulness for humanity.  Satwant Singh Kaleka and Lt. Brian Murphy are examples of the best of what it means to be a good human being. They were willing to give their life for others. This amazes me. This brings hope back into my heart. August is an extreme time of the year and some of us pop like popcorn.  Insane, vicious and diabolical…  it is very interesting to observe this even though my foresight told me this would be. The best we can do is go back to doing simple things that make life seem normal again. A hot fudge Sunday, a swim in the pool or a beer at the local pub… but sometimes it is hard to get over the shock and feel normal at all…

A note on Helen Jewel and The Misfits

I wrote this post a few years ago about my youthful rebellion. With much insight and pain, I wrestle with my past now as a senior citizen crone who is also a punk rocker, a curse, I’m sure.

If the Misfits put me on their guest list today, like they once did in the past, I would go no matter where they play. It would be grand. Yet I know this will not happen and I hope the best for all bands that are doing well. So be it.

We went out of control!


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Helen Jewel roving reporter for Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine.

Helen Jewel was a consistent staph worker on Flipside Fanzine during the 1980s. We met her through another friend through Pete Landswick. She lived near uptown Whittier in a second story funky apartment. She drove around in an old primer grey Porsche. She had a distinct style about her that was a bit on the Femme fatale side.

At the time she worked at a local ceramic business and painted ceramic pieces. She was well-educated in the arts and literature and had a wild side. This is why, I guess, she hung out with us.

I remember when I turned her on to The Misfits. We just saw them live and interviewed them for an issue of Flipside to be published. She did not seem impressed at first, even when I told her all about the band. She was not easily impressed by others at all and told me once,

“If someone has the guts to insult me, I know they are my friend!”

The Misfits were going to play the Whisky A Go Go. I almost begged her to go. I told her,

“You just have to see them to believe them.”

She went. I will never forget the Misfits when they hit the stage.

Glen Danzig was between two out-of-sight monsters of testosterone Doyle Wolfgang von Frankenstein and Jerry Only. Both with their Devilocks hanging down as far as Helen’s mouth.

There just are no words to describe how much fun these guys are to see live, so I won’t, but we went out of control!

~Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine # 31 Included in the paperback reprint of Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine # 54 Ten Year Anniversary Issue…

Also read, Helen Wrote About Dead Clubs

Helen’s Romanza

Helen’s Romanza.


A feeling

For me Punk Rock is and was and will always be about how it makes me feel. For me it is not about how you look, not what you collect or who you know. It is about friends that are committed to a way of seeing and feeling life… it will endure as long as it is felt… that wild, focused, rebellious, somethings confrontational and unclassified and as different as the individual.

I just had to say this today…

Krater

Krater (mixing Vessel)

The vessel of spiritual transformation


In the writing of Poimandres (a pagan gnostic) the Krater was a vessel filled with the spirit, which the creator-god sent down to earth so that those who strove for higher  consciousness might be baptized in it. It was a kind of uterus of spiritual renewal and rebirth and corresponded to the alchemical vase in which transformation of substances took place. The parallel to this in Carl Jung’s psychology is the inner transformation process known as individuation.



I have a little book that I wrote the above quote in some thirty years ago. This quote came to mind upon seeing this Krater at the Getty Museum. Funny after all these years that this quote and this vase or vessel come together. It is something that I have consciously been alerted too. This is synchronicity learning that has a life of its own. In all I feel quite happy.