In 1979... as the Hired Guy. I was a lucky geek: I , painfully, witnessed the Uninhibited Master at work. Arms akimbo, at the mike. Squeezing out songs for his fans. Wad Frankenstein's time waiting for no one.
Sure, future -staulk wizardry/returning his investment/he was butchering my demos...pulling the vocals back and rolling off the squeeky tracks...hounding Mike Hamilton the engineer at the Kitchen Sync on Sunset Blvd...But who knew? He was ahead of his time!
( Kim's vocal grinds and growls pasted over my delicate melodies and lyrics. Removing my too tender, naive amateur Beatle yearnings. Word for word...note for note, stone breaking them apart. Overdubbing, masking and then finally Erasing it all.) Collectors dust. In one afternoon...all effort was gone in a burp...ah, the futility!
"Repent!" (USA ARTWORK)
Euro Cover Art
HEAR for the first time a little ditty Gary Pickus and I put together, and then LISTEN to what Kim did with the track on his still yet to be re-issued Island Record: SNAKE DOCUMENT MASQUERADE (removing my vocal). Enjoy!
Kim was on the phone with his lawyer Walter. Something was going on. The demo studio cigarrette boy offered me a little white line. "What's with this?" I knew but played the game. Kim was frantic. Sounded like he was about to junk the Tommy Rock/Gary Pickus project.. (we were so tired and spent as well) Kim layed out a lot of money, people were excited about the songs we were writing (Steve Miller for one, kept Kim excited), but...Nothing was happening MAN! It sounded like Kim was blaming US. My head was buzzing. Seeing double. (I thought I heard him say we'd have to pocket the expenses). Two Kim's at once...as he Dog Faced me down, in a rage...I (could swear ...) I lunged at the Tall Man...