Archive for the ‘James Dean’ Category

My Soul Needs Crazy Medicine

Thursday, May 1st, 2008

Tomorrow I'll drink the joy juice. That'll shake things up, inside and outside this skull. Everything old will be new again, and I'll be myself for a change. Don't worry, it's no worse than Iggy Pop. The real magic is inside us, anyway. Some of us just need a good kick in the ass every ...

Since I Threw The Gun Away

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

A lot of people are all right until they get success poisoning. The first time I saw Mr. Natural blast a big fat cottonmouth moccasin out of the pond with his goose gun, I thought he was just playing Davy Crockett— then I tried it myself. I hate to anthropomorphize evil-looking ...

Time Will Tell It All

Saturday, February 23rd, 2008

Everybody knows me, one way or another. I was young and gifted— the world was mine when I became cool. The trajectory of my life was upward, even though I couldn't always see it. Now I look a little different than the guy you knew, but I'm still me. An improved version, I assure ...

Boho-Deluxe

Thursday, February 21st, 2008

Some people may wonder why I love James Dean so much. I love James Dean because he was a geek before there were geeks— he was the embodiment of all those contradictions that make a human being. When I saw him at the diner all hunched over and his hair a tousled ...

The Script Said He’d Come Eventually

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

I always looked good in clothes— some of us are lucky that way. They just draped the way they're supposed to. I never was a model, but guys and girls went for me, for some reason. Might have had something to do with the way I carried myself. Wherever I was, I acted like ...

The Definition Of Famous

Thursday, January 31st, 2008

Too bad you don't really know how enduring your fame is till you're already dead. If you believe in an afterlife, you might have an idea how little it means. Jimmy counted himself a success when got he got something creative up, so everybody could see the vision. Of course it was all ...

All There In Living Color

Saturday, January 26th, 2008

I didn't shed a tear when Heath died, even though he seemed like a nice guy. To me he was the living embodiment of conflicted values, long before I saw Brokeback Mountain. A shame he didn't get a chance to work it all out, and never reached his full powers. He was an ...