May 10, 2009
Reason's Nick
Gillespie reviews RU Sirius/Ken Goffman's new book,
Everybody Must Get Stoned: Rock Stars on Drugs, in The
New York Post. A snippet:
In a "Just Say No" age where athletes, actors, politicians and other well-paid low-lifes are expected to be tee-totaling role models, musicians may be the last holdout. As R.U. Sirius (the nom de plume of Ken Goffman) writes: "Trying to show a link between rock stars and drugs is like trying to make a link between mouths and tooth decay—too obvious to bother." In this book, he documents the long-lived collaboration between peformers and all manner of mind-altering substances....
"It's not my intention," he writes, "to encourage or discourage consenting adults to use mind-altering drugs...Have fun with this book, but not too much fun, unless you want to end up like that doper Paul McCartney—a healthy, vital, talented billionaire who was knighted by the Queen of England."
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This dude back where I worked at the, uh, Styrofoam peanut factory, like, he converted the toilet into like a bong, and you just sort of put your face over the seat. It was pretty badass. I went in there, someone had done a Number Two, so I fish it out, load it up. Gotta do something to get through that shift. Later on, when I became an adult, I was thinkin', you know, "That's gross," but, man that bathroom was so awesome in high school.
some bill hicks quotes are in order me thinks
You see, I think drugs have done some good things for us. I really
do. And if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, do
me a favor. Go home tonight. Take all your albums, all your tapes
and all your CDs and burn them. 'Cause you know what, the musicians
that made all that great music that's enhanced your lives
throughout the years - rrreal fucking high on drugs. The Beatles
were so fucking high they let Ringo sing a few tunes
I loved when Bush came out and said, "We are losing the war against
drugs." You know what that implies? There's a war being fought, and
the people on drugs are winning it
'Go home tonight. Take all your albums, all your tapes and all
your CDs and burn them. 'Cause you know what, the musicians that
made all that great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the
years - rrreal fucking high on drugs.'
There's a fallacy in here somewhere, but I forget what it's
called.
It's fascinating that so many free-spirited rockers do drugs, but it's deliciously ironic that the squares of the CIA did so much to precipitate the psychedelic craze of the Sixties with their LSD experiments.
"Have fun with this book, but not too much fun, unless you want
to end up like that doper Paul McCartney-a healthy, vital, talented
billionaire who was knighted by the Queen of England."
But surely the drugs explain his poor choice in marriage...
Talent helps, as well as a willingness to rip off Buck Owens's guitar style, The Everly Brothers harmonies and Brian Wilson's Pet Sounds.
Wonderful review.
You know what else I find fascinating with the public adoration of
rock stars, their drug and sex addicted lives, and the routine
crash and burn? It's the very hypocrisy that is inherent in the war
on drugs, a hypocrisy that is plaguing this nation...
People would think nothing of a guy grabbing a brewski, and
shotgunning it right in front of the American Flag at a police
convention, with the Star Spangled Banner playing in the background
and the F-15 roaring overhead, but if you replace the beer with a
bong, all of a sudden, it's like you spanked baby Jesus...
I have a hard time finding anyone that isn't using a drug of some
form. Maybe they're not blowing rockstar lines of yayo, but they
have two pots of coffee and a handful of Prozac and Adderall, then
have the audacity to tell someone else who wants to smoke a J (or
even a cigarette these days), that they should be incarcerated?
Please, people driving while talking on a cell phone kill more
people than pot... It's ridiculous, BS, hypocrisy on the part of
America. Shameful.
>"Please, people driving while talking on a cell phone kill
more people than pot... It's ridiculous, BS, hypocrisy on the part
of America. Shameful."
Fuck cell phones, hippopotamuses kill more people than smoking
pot.
Fuck cell phones, hippopotamuses kill more people than
smoking pot.
Being a fictional character, Snidely Whiplash has killed the same
number of people as smoking pot.
Hi, interesting post. I have been pondering this topic,so thanks for writing. I'll probably be coming back to your blog. ...
One of my fav Bill Hicks quotes:
'People pay lip service to saving the planet, but they don't - they
fail to make the big leap that if you want to save the planet, kill
your fucking self. The planet will be saved without you. And what a
delightful place it'll be. Welcome. It's a new thing I'm working on
called "The Comedy of Hate." Join in.'
But surely the drugs explain his poor choice in
marriage...
You don't have to be high to fuck a one-legged crazy chick, just
adventurous. What do you think? Leg on or off? Switch it up all the
time? Or did she have a special fucking leg she put on for just
those occasions? Maybe a silicone leg with a few back-up vaginas up
and down its length. Or maybe a reinforced model to hang her up
from... leg, sling, and pleasure swing all in one. You think he
wished it was the other leg that was gone, or maybe both so she
could use him as a pogo stick?
Or maybe he didn't need the fake leg at all. Maybe she had a
fuckhole drilled out in the stump for him. Paul could go down on it
for hours while she farted up a storm as only a celebrity vegan
can. Maybe the marriage wasn't a mistake at all, maybe he'd go
through the whole divorce again just to stick his cock in that
sweet, sweet legcunt and fuck the bone marrow out of her one more
time.
Maybe a silicone leg with a few back-up vaginas up and down its length
:O Really, you should get paid for writing this stuff. :D
Yeah SugarFree, you sicko. You should write about how horrible
Mexicans are and NAFTA superhighways and shit.
Seriously, though, if you're right, maybe Mills had her leg
designed by these guys.
You're a sick prick, SugarFree.
Sick? Maybe. It does cough up a lot of snot all the time.
This occasion bears mentioning the greatest rock & roll
memoir ever, if you want to read about drug use, debauchery, and
deranged drummers:
Ian McLagan's All the Rage
Charlie Watts - not as strait-laced as he looks
Keith Moon - literally clinically insane
Tons more fun along the way. Great read.
I'm in a constant intellectual battle at work with people who
get drunk every weekend but insist pot remain illegal and get all
pissy when any politician suggests otherwise, because of course
when a politician suggests it that means the powers that be are
corrupt evil devil worshippers and we are all now at Hell's
doorstep about to burn forever.
I'm outnumbered about 6 to 1.
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