all our yesterdays.

hunk(ee)y David Bunting Tibet as "bodyguard" in 1982 for the methadone-flop William S. Burroughs. and if you want to know more about that, you need to look elsewhere, or unlock the pathetic silence over this period. the same crap is going on today, as the histories are being written and swallowed by people that weren't even alive when this was happening. and of course, even the people that say they were there, weren't, and are the last people standing. so they create the 'truth'.

anyway, nice picture.

later that night (or one of those first two nights of Thee Final Academy, October 1992 1982)  - we sold the tickets for the last two because it was crap) I saw David at the Ritzy in Brixton with his then girlfriend Sue Catwoman (yes, her). I gave him a 1/4 bottle of whisky and he disappeared into the small lake of grey-shirted, sort-of-Hare-Krishna devotees, awaiting the first PTV performance, ever.

up, hup, y'up

IRC #h3o on EFNET up.