
Just picked up Ed Sanders's book on the Manson Family for a song. Sanders was in The Fugs. I remember Lester Bangs raving about this book, knocked out by Sanders' post-Fugs acumen, and doubly impressed by a story Sanders told in which he claimed he had broken into Brooklyn Zoo and had sex with a gazelle. They were giants etc etc.
Posted by Woebot at February 7, 2004 06:54 PMIt's Coming Down Fast!
Can't remember much about this one - there was a chapter on the alleged connections with the Process Church of Final Judgement in some editions which was removed after legal action, iirc.
(The Process being one of the more mental incarnations of sixties spirituality - a Scientology schism which worshipped Christ, Satan, Jehovah and Lucifer).
Doesn't Sanders keep ending sentences with "groovy" and "oo-ee-oo"?
Interesting all the same as Manson is occasionally hailed (alongside altamont) as being either the Official End Of The Sixties or as being the sort of thing you would inevitably get if you grow your hair long and take drugs.
Posted by: John Eden at February 7, 2004 08:21 PMEnjoying this. Sanders is good value, he keeps stepping on his own toes though, trying to stay hip (pro pot smoking and free love, con "the fuzz"), all the while damning the family.
>Ending sentences.
Yeah, ha ha ha. This is funny. His strongest trait is finishing two inch paragraphs with double word micro-sentence salvos like: "Adios, wife.", "Dayglo Art." and "Fear was."
Manson is a creep. The grimmest thing is the appallingly young age of the kids he ropes in to the Family.
Posted by: Matt at February 8, 2004 09:21 AM