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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

13th Floor Elevators Live Evolution Lost Review

13th Floor Elevators Live Evolution Lost
13th Floor Elevators Live Evolution Lost

Well, Paul Drummond and Charly Records are at it again with the new 13th Floor Elevators Live Evolution Lost CD and three LP set.

The Texas Psych Group's own Keltie Harding reviewed these discs:

OK, just checked out the "new" 13th Floor Elevators issue from Charly Records. "Live Evolution Lost" features the infamous 1967 Houston Music Hall concert. This release blows chunks. Its from Charly and Paul Drummond worked on it. No surprise there. Its muffled, noise reduction is overused and its in mono. Only redeeming thing about this issue is there's a few more jams that have not been issued before. I've heard fan-mastered versions of the same show in crystal clear stereo. Save your money folks. Why is Charly CONSISTENTLY dropping the ball when it comes to the 13th Floor Elevators?? Half a thumb up for this one, only for the unreleased jamming.

One culprit of poor remastering is NOT looking for the original tapes OR BEST sounding sources. An acquaintance in the ripping community recently did beautiful vinyl rips of Psychedelic Sounds and Easter Everywhere, from the original IA LP's. These blow away anything Charly puts out.


Get a load of the shitty sound:




The Roky CD Club put this recording out, sans the jamming extras, in crystal clear stereo years ago. We did a rip of a Japanese pressing of the boot. Why do you even bother Drummond? Why do you put out such shit?



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Saturday, June 7, 2014

13th Floor Elevators Poster!

13th Floor Elevators Poster
13th Floor Elevators Poster

Dear fans of the 13th Floor Elevators - At long last the commemorative poster, including IMAGES FROM HAND-DRAWN PORTRAITS by Ms. Clementine Hall, is finished! It's a nice 12" x 18" and comes on thick, glossy, stock and is hand signed by Clementine. As an added bonus, this offering will contain the Stacy Sutherland drawing as well! That's right, you get the 'Elevators poster AND the missing Stacy print that makes up the Roky, Tommy, Stacy Holy Trinity. These are a strictly limited edition and will be artist quality copies produced on archival quality stock and individually signed by Ms. Hall. If you ever wanted to own something to remind you of the mighty 'Elevators NOW is your chance.

The price of the print will be $49.00 (postage anywhere in the world included) for one and $74.00 for two.

All proceeds go to Ms. Hall's ongoing financial needs.

Mail checks here:

Clementine Hall
6537 Madrone Drive
Kelseyville, CA 95451

Paypal here:

clementinehall13@aol.com

13th Floor Elevators Poster


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Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Roky Erickson at Rusk! Roky CD Club #54 is Here!


The Roky CD Club is still presenting the rarest Roky Erickson and 13th Floor Elevators material. Did we also say that it's the best quality as well? Volume #54 is here! This is ultra, ultra, ultra rare stuff from 1974 and 1971 in Rusk State Hospital.


ROKY CD CLUB #54 TORRENT LINKS

ROKY AT RUSK! CLICK THE LINKS BELOW TO DOWNLOAD!

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Monday, May 19, 2014

Clementine, Tommy Hall, and Steak Vesuvius

Clementine, Tommy Hall and Steak Vesuvius

By Richard Roland

A Long Time

I didn't realize it had been so long since I had seen Tommy as it has been roughly 7 years. The last time was when we went to the Conservatory in Golden Gate Park and then had Pakistani food at a nice restaurant that Tommy treated my mother Clementine and myself to. I still consider Tommy my step dad. Ever since Clementine moved to Kelseyville which is in the Clear Lake, California area about 4 years ago, this has left a gap of 5 years since Clementine had seen Tommy. She formerly lived in San Leandro, Ca., which is about 30 minutes from SF. So years had passed since both of us had seen Tommy.

That all changed this last Saturday. Friday, the night before, it hit me that the next morning I was going to get together with Tommy, drive through a beautiful, or I should say a myriad of beautiful vistas and landscapes in the Napa Valley and beyond, to see Clementine in Kelseyville.  Great anticipation. I visit her as much as I can considering it is a 2.5 hour drive from Contra Costa where I live.

Paradise

Clementine lives in a beautiful area whose beauty belies its affordability, that is, the inexpensive cost of living in such a nice area. This is because Clear Lake is not on a business/work track and not easily accessible to commuters who would be still involved in the 9 to 5, so this place would be a downfall for such folks.  However, for those that are retired, rich, or on limited income, it is the perfect place.

For Northern California, it is not as expensive as it could be, to be sure. If Clear Lake was located near San Francisco, Sacramento, or even closer to Santa Rosa, you would not be able to buy a home in Clear Lake's paradise for less than 800K. But because of the aforementioned locale away from work corridors, folks can find nice homes for about 120K and surround themselves in an awesome nature exhibit called Clear Lake which is made up of Kelseyville, Lakeport, a town called Nice (pronounced Niece), and the town of Clear Lake. You can also rent a place for about $700 a month which is not bad for a private abode, a standalone small house.

When concerts were held at Konocti Harbor, which is not far from where Clementine now lives, famed country music star Alan Jackson used to come up one week earlier than his concert to spend time boating on the lake. That tells you all you need to know. On three-day weekends, people flock to Clear Lake. Nuff said.

The Drive

What diametrical opposites, SF and the Wine Country are. So there I was in downtown SF picking up Tommy and realizing how that is about to contrast with where we were to be later on in Wine Country with Tommy and Clementine and myself. No, I'm not picking on SF.....I just prefer the country. SF has great places to visit, dine, and take in. Contra Costa is about 30 minutes from Tommy in good traffic.
 
Okay, so Tommy has his backpack with him and his Jazz CD's to play in the car. I have a very comfortable late model Kia Minivan that I know he will not get a backache from. I see him, he has energy, is healthy, looks great, etc., he hops in.

We head over the Golden Gate and our conversations range from the mathematics of the universe, music, the Elevators, food, food, and more food. We love gourmet food. Conversations from the abstract to the practical. Yes, he is a genius, but I have a gifted IQ so I can follow him and I get him......however my interests to the extreme side of things are in NDE/Afterlife in particular and his focuses are politics and the mathematics behind the universe. So I can understand him, but I like to ground a conversation to more down-to-earth subjects like Heaven...LOL....no pun intended, actually. But that didn't last too long so I did something out of the ordinary for me, I became a listener.....an active listener, though.

The Plan

I decided before this trip that I would make a dish that Tommy and Clementine used to love that Tommy got the recipe for, from a restaurant in Austin, TX long ago, a dish called Steak Vesuvius. Tommy asked for and received the recipe and Clementine and he had the dish many times. Damn, if it would take my mother forever to have it finally cross her mind to give me the recipe, which was two months ago and I have made it several times since. My wife and I love it. Neither of us have ever cared for bell peppers because all we had to that point was uncooked Bell Peppers, but I knew the dish had to be great because Tommy/Clementine as a unit and individually know great food - and it was excellent. 

Back to the road

So I made a huge batch of Steak Vesuvius and froze individual bags of it and rice for each of them. Got some drinks and snacks and an ice chest and hit the road prior to arriving at Tommy's location in SF. I made the batch for each of them to unfreeze and reheat later because the plan I made was to treat the two of them to a lunch at Park Place, a restaurant near Clementines in Lakepor, and then they would later have a nice Steak Vesuvius dinner when everyone parted ways.

Tommy and I traveled from highway 101 to 12 to 29 and up through the Napa Valley. Tommy said he had never been through Napa, which took me by surprise, seeing how long he has lived in the Bay Area, at least 45 years. Closest for him was Sabastopol. We saw countless vineyards from highway 12 on. Tommy is a pleasant individual, does not impose his beliefs even if they are complex. I say this as if having gotten to know him for the first time and this is a part truth. Intellectual exchanges between a 3-8 year old child and an adult in his at-the-time 20's are minimal so now myself as an adult, would allow the floodgates to open for a new interaction.

Tommy can be both abstract and practical. I used to be more abstract, but being a microsoft computer systems engineer has trained me to be more practical/analytical than to be abstract/analytical. But I find that anecdotal evidence can be pretty strong at times. Science does not always have the answers but some day I believe there will be many more connective tissues between science and spirituality.......some day.

So Tommy and I are driving along and he asks if he can have a toke and I said sure! I have not had any pot since 91' but I have dreams about it, have wanted it badly, but decided that my mind has to be a focus beam for what I do for a living. But I never get a contact high so I'm good for this ride. He takes one toke of his sensimilla and puts it out. He does this to make his stash last longer. I've never forgotten the smell of sensimilla. I use to buy and sell it, joints that is, long ago. About every hour he would take his little toke. Smelled great!

I can see he is loving the scenery as we travel past these sites for sore eyes with the one hiccup called Napa, the town, which is nondescript, really. Past those windy curves of Calistoga, through Middleton and about that time I let Tommy know we are 30 minutes from Clementine's place. I have heard the words "far out" more in one day than I have in 30 years, lol. But, perhaps for the first time in ages for Tommy, those words really fit in a practical sense because compared to SF, we were FAR OUT! LOL. Didn't hear "Groovy".....got to hear "Cool" but that is still a current expression, Groovy it seems is not, or not for him.

Arrival

At last, we arrive. Point four zero acres, a small house next to a cottage, painted in a deep gold color and looking like an Italian villa and there is my mother coming out of her little house. Garden, roses, a little water fountain, courtyard; she has taken thrift store items and discounted artistic items from a variety of locations to make a little oasis for herself. Tommy loved the drive, was not in any pain from the drive because my minivan has great seats and his comfort was most important to me because pain can color a person's experience and mute a potentially wonderful time and he was in perfect form. So was my mother. We sat and talked in the courtyard after she showed Tommy around her yard. He would stop and look at everything and even name the plants he saw. He took everything in. That type of attention to nature made the trip and its destination that much more fascinating to him, and more satisfying to me knowing he appreciated every little thing! Clementine and he caught up on things a bit. They are great friends and will remain so for the rest of their lives.

Park Place

The three of use then headed to Lakeport to Park Place restaurant. Homemade Pasta and great Clam Chowder were to be had. Tommy had the Thai Curry Pasta which he loved. We had the Fettuccine and meatballs. And we all had the Clam Chowder. Then we went to the park at the lake which was less than a block away.....Gazebo, beach, park with trees, families strolling, beautiful day! I didn't mention this earlier but I had my Golden Retriever with me for the ride. Tommy was very nice to my dog which is a prerequisite for tolerance from me, lol.

I took him (my dog that is) to the beach and he jumped into the lake and went for his shwim, shwim....that's how I say it. Tommy and Clementine sat on a bench looking cute as hell together from the perspective I had! Kind of like in some sort of movie ending.  We stayed there for a while and then went back to Clementine's because she had Tres Leches, a dessert for South America. It was the first time Tommy and I had it.....delicious. She also made a drink called Lime Rickey which is Agave, soda water, limes, sugar, and ice. Also wonderful.
 
Tommy became fixated on the drawings Clementine has done of wild animals and most recently, people and pet portraits. More conversations followed and then like all good things, a few hours spent at Clear Lake, we had to head back out of such a nice fantasy......or was that what reality is really supposed to be like all the time......and life just doesn't allow it for more than a few precious moments that ultimately have to find their way into a memory. I need to make more memories like that. We all need to.

The Drive Back

I won't go into the details of the drive back but it was filled with conversation similar to that which took place on the way up. Tommy wrote down some shows he thought I would like. He has Direct TV and so do I and he watches foreign channels and political channels.

It became apparent to all of us that we need to do this more often. We are now thinking of a fall BBQ at Clementine's or Christmas Dinner at her place. I think that would be great. 

Epilog

Time stands till for no one and no matter how much we would love to be able to just reach up and turn the hands of that clock on the wall backward, and have the world around us go back to when we were with the ones we love, who are now gone, reality is a bitter pill to swallow.....one that reminds us this is not possible, and also the clock only goes back 12 hours........that fact and the great event of the day was an example of sardonic splendor............till we meet up on God's golden shores. But not so fast! There will be repeats. Distance is not allowed to separate us for long, while we are on the green grass of this world.

To anyone reading this......saying you plan to get together and doing it while everyone is down here, on earth, and yet putting it off, will only come back to haunt you some day, and for the rest of your lives. Put WHATEVER THE HELL IT IS you are doing down and make that call and get together with your loved ones while you still can.
 
Saturday, I captured a moment in time. There will be more for us. Sadly for some reading this, they will let that sort of thing pass them by. It may not be too late. It wasn't too late for us, but it could have been. Both Tommy and Clementine survived heart attacks in the last couple years and this is past them now. They both were vibrant on Saturday and I see many more to come and I thank God that is the case.

Richard Roland


STEAK VESUVIUS (One of Clementine and Tommy's favorite dishes)
You have to make this, it is great!
 
Serves 4 well. 

Couple of tablespoons oil - enough for meat first and then for vegetables
1.5 lb's of Stewing Beef (or good ground beef)
3 large Onions, chopped in 3/4 inch square pieces
1 green, 1 yellow, 1 red and 1 orange bell pepper, cleaned and seeded and chopped into 3/4 inch squares
3 jalapeno peppers, seeded and finely chopped
4 medium tomatoes, very coarsely chopped

You will need a fairly large frying pan, with a lid.

If Stewing Beef:
Cut up the cubes even smaller, place over oil in pot, low heat, saute beef till 3/4 brown, add a little water, cover pot, cook very low for 1 hour.

If Ground Beef:
Make ground beef into small patties (usually five or so per pound), season with salt and pepper, and brown both sides at high heat in a little oil.  Remove from pan and set aside, wipe out pan and heat a little more oil. 

Both meats:
Saute the onion and Jalapeno peppers, stirring occasionally, over medium heat, until the onions are clear and the peppers are softened about 15 minutes on low.  Then add the remaining vegetables, minus the Tomatoes, mix in and cook on low heat for 15 minutes. Nestle the browned beef patties or the steak cubes into the vegetables and place the tomatoes on top of all.  Season all with salt and pepper.  Cook, covered, at low heat until the patties are just cooked through and the tomatoes have fallen apart, about 20 minutes.  Do not add any liquid - the tomatoes will make the sauce.  Taste for seasoning, and if the sauce is not "hot" enough, stir in a little cayenne pepper until spicy enough. 

This can be served with rice or noodles or any other starchy grain.

Important note:  The flavor of this recipe is completely altered by the addition or the removal of a single ingredient and by the changing of a single step of preparation - so follow the recipe exactly.

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Thursday, April 17, 2014

Stacy Sutherland Remembered by Clementine Hall's Son

Stacy Sutherland
Stacy Sutherland
I asked Clementine Hall's son, Roland, if he remembered Stacy Sutherland and if he ever saw the band perform. This was his reply:

I remember sitting with him and he turned all his fingers upward which was mystifying. I really liked him and he was very nice to me as a kid and friendly and I miss the hell out of him. He was taken from this world too young. I saw them perform at the Avalon and other places but briefly in some places because of the drinking age. He is one of the first people I am going to visit in the afterlife.



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Monday, April 7, 2014

Clementine Hall Offers Signed Drawing of Roky Erickson


Dear fans of the 13th Floor Elevators - Founding member of the 13th Floor Elevators, Ms. Clementine Hall, is offering signed prints of a drawing that she did of founding member of the 13th Floor Elevators, Roky Erickson. These are a strictly limited edition and will be artist quality copies produced on archival quality stock and individually signed by Ms. Hall. If you ever wanted to own something to remind you of the mighty 'Elevators NOW is your chance.


The price of the print will be $35.00 (postage anywhere in the world included) for one and $60.00 for two.

All proceeds go to Ms. Hall's ongoing financial needs.

Mail checks here:Clementine Hall
6537 Madrone Drive
Kelseyville, CA 95451

Paypal here: clementinehall13@aol.com 


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Monday, March 24, 2014

Another Grackle Debacle

This is another Grackle Debacle poster. Somebody heard about mine and emailed me about possible restoration. This one was in a Texas attic for 20 years and then affixed to a board and displayed around a house for another 25. Check it out.



Here is a video of my restored 13th Floor Elevators, Grackle Debacle, poster.






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Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Muddy Waters at Vulcan Gas Company, August 2 and 3, 1968

Muddy Waters at Vulcan Gas Company, August 2 and 3, 1968 was an amazing show. The Vulcan is where Muddy Waters met Johnny Winter, who would be the Chicago blues icon’s greatest champion to the rock world, in 1968. From his dressing room, Waters heard Winter’s trio and was so impressed with the authentic sound, he got King Curtis, the saxophone player from Fort Worth, on the phone. Muddy held up the receiver for about a minute while JW wailed the blues, then got back on the phone. “He's white,” Waters exclaimed. “I mean, he’s really white. Do you believe this shit!?”
 
Muddy Waters Vulcan
Muddy Waters Vulcan

“They did a standard 45 minute set,” Vulcan owner Don Hyde recalls of Muddy’s Friday show. As you can see from the photo, they weren’t even wearing their customary suits. “It was only 10:45, so I asked Johnny if he would play for a couple of more hours. He said 'sure'.” Waters did hear that set, when JW came out and blew the doors off the place.

“The next night, Muddy’s band came back dressed to the nines and played for over two hours,” Hyde says. “They blew Johnny off the stage, then they did a couple of tunes together.” Winter went on to produce and play on some of Muddy’s great ’70s albums.
Muddy Waters Vulcan
Muddy Waters Vulcan

Asked about that weekend, his first visit to Austin, Muddy’s harmonica player Paul Oscher says he doesn’t remember any time Winter cut Muddy’s band. “It wasn’t possible,” said Oscher, who now lives in far South Austin. “I think maybe we’d been driving all day Friday and we were tired. And then we were well-rested on Saturday and got down to business.” Check out this vid of a newly restored poster from this gig: 


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Friday, February 14, 2014

Love Street Light Circus Building Being Renovated

Love Street Light Circus
Love Street Light Circus
The Buffalo Bayou Beautification Project is underway and the old "Love Street" building is due for a makeover. Love Street Light Circus was a Sixties club on the top floor of this avocado colored building on Allen's Landing. This was the one of the focal points of Texas's fertile psych-rock scene, which was both bluesier and more adventurous (musically and pharmaceutically) than its better-known San Francisco Bay Area counterpart.


Love Street Light Circus
Built as the headquarters of the International Coffee Company in the 1930s but only 10 years later the building was vacated and remained empty for over 45 years. In 1967 the third floor became a psychedelic night club and nurtured bands like the 13th Floor Elevators, Bubble Puppy, The Red Crayola and ZZ Top (who played their first show there) while giving their fans a place to congregate and enjoy the swirling light shows with minimal hassle from The Man. Love Street Light Circus closed after only a few years, and the building has remained vacant for – again – over 45 years!


Love Street Light Circus
Love Street Light Circus
After receiving over $600,000.00 for renovations, the Buffalo Bayou Partnership will be turning the old "Love Street" into a cultural center. Soon, it will bear no trace of it's Sixties history. Check out these pictures to see what the interior of Love Street looks like today. One can still see the psychedelic art on the walls.

Be sure to click each picture to see in full size. Read more about Love Street Light Circus by going HERE.



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Friday, January 31, 2014

Clementine Hall Interview

Clementine Hall
Clementine Hall

This interview is very similar to the Roky CD Club's Interview of Clementine Hall in 2003. Only our's is much earlier.

Clementine Hall Interview

She Lives

The Clementine Hall interview



In the mid-Sixties, the Rock Wife didn't really exist. There were Beatle wives Cynthia Lennon and Maureen Starr, but the mold didn't set well, because the appeal of a musician to his female admirers was his availability. Paul McCartney's mod girlfriend Jane Asher was adored, in part because she was his girlfriend, not wife. In the not-so-secret palpitating hearts of girls everywhere, you still had a chance with Paul because he wasn't married.

Years before McCartney broke up with Asher, married Linda Eastman, and formed Wings, before Lennon divorced Cynthia, married Yoko Ono, and recorded Two Virgins, Clementine Tausch married 13th Floor Elevators founder and visionary Tommy Hall and became arguably the first and best example of the total immersion Rock Wife.

Clementine was a palpable force in the Elevators, a hip maternal Wendy providing food and security for the band's tribe of Lost Boys. She maintained a deep and abiding friendship with Roky Erickson, composing "Splash 1" with him on The Psychedelic Sounds of the 13th Floor Elevators and harmonizing in the studio on their co-written "I Had to Tell You" from Easter Everywhere. The boys treated her "like an equal," an experience she relates with a childlike sense of wonder.

Speaking from her home in Northern California, Hall talked fondly of the high times with the 13th Floor Elevators, noting that she still visits with Tommy regularly in San Francisco. She raised her two children during those turbulent times, joking that her memory is so good because she was "raising babies instead of taking drugs." Clementine Hall's story is unique in rock history, a pioneer woman in a pioneer band.

"I was an English major at the University of Texas and used to hang out at the Chuck Wagon, the cafeteria you went to for lunch at UT. And I knew Tommy for a year, disliking him intensely. He'd sit at a table and behave in such an arrogant manner. He seemed so stuck-up and aloof. He was really quite shy, but I didn't know that. He'd make a pronouncement, and it would come out with greater force than he intended to because he was so shy."

"I'd immediately recoil, thinking, 'Who the hell does he think he is?!' I really did think he was just an arrogant SOB, but we were thrown together because we hung out with the same friends. They knew there was a fine person in him, and eventually I came around to their way of thinking. After knowing him about a year, I fell in love with Tommy. It was about the time the Beatles came out. I found he was as enchanted with them as I was, so I thought, 'Oh, he can't be all bad!'"

"I wasn't a songwriter. I was working on a novel. Roky said, 'You're pretty articulate. Why don't you write lyrics to some of my songs?' I said I didn't know how Tommy would feel about that, but Tommy said, 'Roky's working on a tune that I'm not interested in. Why don't you see what you can do with that?'"

"Roky got excited and said, 'Yeah, yeah!' So that's when we did "Splash 1," because he said that it was like something splashed between us when we met. For me, it was like neon flashing when our eyes met. We dearly loved each other but not in sexual way. I said, 'We should call this song "Splash 1,"' and that's how that song was written."

"When Roky or Tommy would say, 'You've got to come onstage with us,' I'd say, 'No, I don't think I want to do that, I really don't. I think you have a pure sound and pure message. Besides, I have children and my children are my first job.' I didn't mind singing on a recording, or working on a lyric, but I didn't want to tour or horn in or anything."

"Oddly, it was Stacy [Sutherland], John Ike [Walton], and Benny [Thurman] who dragged me into the Elevators. Roky and Tommy said nothing, but the three others said, 'We want you to be an Elevator.' That was shortly after they told Tommy they wanted him in the band and could he find something to do to be in the Elevators [laughs]. He said, 'I'll write music for you guys,' and they said, 'No, no, no, we want you in the band! Is there anything you can do?' That's when he came up with electric jug."

"I remember John Ike saying, 'We need to play one gig where we play nothing but Western music. Just cowboy music.' And Tommy said, 'No, we really cannot do that. Not at this point in our career, because that will confuse people as to what the heck we're here for, and we need to have something really, really pure right now and not get sidetracked into being all things to all men, or a three-ring circus or anything like that. Later, if we make it, we can do what we want, but at this time now, the message has to be pure, the music has to be pure. The intentions have to be pure, the heart has to be pure.'"

"And I always had that in mind. I thought, 'If I slip my way into this just because they're so damn good-hearted and big-hearted, it will alter things. I can't keep up with them anyway, because of the children.' So, anytime I wanted to be any part of the band, they were ready for me to do it, but mostly I stayed out of it. Except that they lived with me.

"I used to say, 'I'm married to a rock & roll band.' Because it wasn't just Tommy, it was Roky. It was all of them under my roof ? rehearsing and crashing and then being there the next morning. It was constant. They would rehearse in the living room or in the garage, then they would crash, stay over. They would stay over an entire weekend high on LSD and just jam, jam, jam. So, I was the one who provided food, bought the blankets to cover the asleep. The one who tried to clean house around them, which was damn near impossible."

"Once you take LSD with people and you're that intimate and that close to each other, you lose your ego. You also lose consideration of what becomes a male and what becomes a female; you forget about what's becoming. It's irrelevant and you trust each other, like you're children at the age children are before they discover their differences in sex."

"Roky was the person I loved more than anyone except Tommy, because Roky was unlike anyone I'd ever met in my whole life. He was so free, the freest person I ever met, completely free. He didn't care what people said or thought about him. He said and did exactly what he felt like doing, and had he been a person who had a bad side or a mean side to him, that would have been uncomfortable for me to be around. But since everything came from such goodness in him, it was okay to let him loose."

"He had the ability to spot when things were getting uncomfortable and something awful was about to happen. If somebody was about to really upset somebody, he'd muscle in and say a couple of words totally off the subject and we would fall over laughing and forget what the heck it was we were heading towards. We used to call that Roky's 'safety device.' He had 'safety devices' he'd throw out into conversations and everyone would lose that electrical charge. They would stop trying to save face and stop trying to be macho and all that stuff, because we would all fall over laughing. He was magic that way."

"Roky would not hesitate to come into my bedroom in the middle of the night and kneel down by my bed and say, 'Come on! I wanna show you something! Let's take a ride! I found the most incredible thing!' It did not disturb Tommy. It was fine with him. And I would go off on an adventure with Roky."

"Off we'd go in the middle of a moonlit night. He might go high up in the Austin hills and look down at the electrical plant and it would look really really magical. Or when we were touring in Galveston or places like that, he'd find a view of the beach and he'd want us to see it, too. Or it would be a wild ride through the hills, around and around. He was nocturnal. He would take us and show us and it was always magical and wonderful as could be. And we'd laugh and laugh, because he was a very funny person. He just had a twinkly way of looking at things."

"Roky still uses those safety devices I mentioned. I was talking to Sumner [Erickson], who told me a story. Some friends took Roky up to some hills to show him a beautiful view. This is something he would like to do. But the friends were pushing him to go to the edge of the cliff and he didn't want to. Not comfortable. One friend turned it into a macho thing, 'What are you, afraid? We're not scared to come out on the edge. Come on out and stop being such a pussy.' About the fifth time the guy pushed, Roky just said, 'You know what? From now on, whenever anybody tries to make me do something I don't want to do, I'll think of you.' They laughed and backed off, but that's Roky."

"The paranoia ... I remember it starting after he got out of one of the institutions because friends brought him to California to get him away from all the horror of what he'd been going through. They asked if he could stay with me and I said, 'Of course."

"Something was happening to him and it was awful. We'd be sitting together and he'd look at me and say, 'You know, the Russians keep talking to me. And they're telling me I need to kill Jackie Kennedy. And I keep telling them, "I do not want to kill Jackie Kennedy."'

"This I could live with; I could understand this about him. Then came the day he said, 'The Russians are trying to get me to kill Jackie Kennedy and I don't want to kill Jackie Kennedy.' Then he looked at me and said, 'You look an awful lot like Jackie Kennedy.'

"That was it. It could get dangerous. I got together with his friends to find another place for him. I didn't feel safe with my little boy in case the Russians ever convinced him to kill Jackie Kennedy, number one. And number two, if he decides I am Jackie Kennedy, I'm in trouble. As much as I loved him, I could not fight his demons. Couldn't do it. It was getting darker and darker and scarier and scarier."

"What did we know about psychology and psychiatry? We would take him out to the beach in San Francisco, several of us, and we would hold his hand, hold his body, and let the waves pound him. And after about 20 minutes of waves pounding, he would be lucid again for several hours. It was like good shock therapy, not bad shock therapy."

"It wasn't just drugs that affected the Elevators. There's something that happens when a group of people, who are really tight together, start to get a little bit famous. Then outsiders come around and say, 'You don't need those jerks. You're better off all by yourself. You're 10 times the talent of the other guy. Why don't you break away from them, why do you put up with bullshit from them, why should you sublimate your own personality and desires to them when you can just get away from them?' That's what happened."

"But the truth was, as talented as each of the Elevators were, they were 1,000 times more talented together. They meshed and dovetailed together. We'd talk about the 'third voice,' that you'd get two voices and put them together and a third voice came from the middle, like that saying the sum is greater than the whole of its parts."

"Had I thought that anyone would give a holy damn about the whole thing this many years later, I would have thought I'd died and gone to heaven. I can't get over the fact that anyone gives a damn after all this time! To me, it was like the most incredibly wonderful cake that got baked and eaten and couldn't be saved. Could not be saved, and yet it got saved and people are still enjoying it years and years and years later. I thought of the Elevators and everything they did as a fleeting work of art ? wonderful, deep, rich, profound, but fleeting. I had no idea that we would become [laughs] legends in our own mind."

"[Those days were] a vortex of unbelievable events; you don't get over reeling from the first event before another comes along. There was music pouring out of people's mouths and guitars. It was incredible. Tommy used to call it the 'cosmic goose.' He said it was like the cosmos goosed that entire generation with music, then along came a wasteland and it died. He thought there had been something like that just before World War II and it stopped because so many creative minds were killed."

"I don't think anyone has ever bettered Tommy's lyrics. Ever. I don't know many musicians who could better Stacy's licks. John Ike is one of the best drummers on the planet. He was the perfect support. And Roky's music, with his enchanting melodies. Best of all was his stage presence. I'd never ever seen anyone with presence like that. He'd use his eyes, go around the room, and connect with every single person in the room. He was making love."

"I've talked to Roky several times on the phone recently, and he feels and sounds like the Roky I knew. I absolutely adore Sumner for what he's done for Roky. He was 2 or 3 when we were around. Who knew he'd grow up to be his savior?"

"The music stands on its own because the poetry is universal. Tommy used references to other disciplines and philosophies, but beyond that, there was something so universal about what he'd say, and his poetry was so metaphysical. Not to put him in the same class as John Donne, but they were both metaphysical poets. You can see the universality of the sacred poems and love poems. Underneath is common human attraction, reaction, and love, devotion, excitement."

"The band's story has a lot of tragedy in it, tremendous ups and tremendous downs. You've got Stacy dying in a particularly horrible way, and you've got Tommy going through some very bizarre periods. And Roky's story, even with its happy ending. The irony is the 13th Floor Elevators didn't even get to be mighty enough to fall."





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