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MP3 Love Stops Dying - Hollywood (Devil's Hood)

I should have been pushing myself on all the late-night talk shows, but I just wanted to get the fuck out of L.A. I had just totally humiliated sixteen members of the Bloods right there on Hollywood Blvd... - Lee Love, from a true story.

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It wasn''t that I was afraid of the gang. They''d had two good shots at me, the whole damn bunch of them, and they couldn''t even knock me down. Though they came very close.

What was bugging me was the deja-vu-ness of it all. It was just like the car chase on the mesa, only worse. At least on the mesa, nobody actually got the chance to punch our teeth out. But it had that same feeling of the bottom dropping out of the world. Like everything that gave you a sense of reality was suddenly just sucked away.

Just like on the mesa, we were trying to jump-start our careers..

The mesa was in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the desert in the middle of New Mexico, U.S.A.

My girlfriend, Laredo, as a young teenager, had a small part in a Patrick Swayze film. That movie appearance gave her half the credits she needed to get a Screen Actors Guild card, which is what you need to even audition for a major Hollywood studio production. Now she had to land just one more small speaking part in a Major Studio production to get the fabled S.A.G. card.

The film was produced by ViaCom for their cable TV distributers. All her part required was that she walk through the woods, see a space alien, scream - the "speaking" part - and fall down as though dead. That''s it. Oh yeah, and shoot a morning campsite scene where she makes some coffee.

Laredo had been a ballerina in Santa Fe and Albuquerque. She broke her foot dancing and had to quit. So she went to New York and became a print and runway model. Even did the runway shows in Paris. But she got sick of the sex harrassment and turned to off-broadway acting and performannce art. Then her agent got her this great S.A.G. card opportunity in her home state of New Mexico.

I was sick of the New York City music scene. It was either super stupid heavy metal played on a very small circuit out on Long Island, or chokingly self obsessed anti-art-rock that was almost indescribable in it''s uselessness. The band with the biggest buzz in Manhattan was a band that performed in jocky shorts and were said to shove frozen hotdogs up each other''s butts as the high point of their show. Why were they popular? Well, no rock musician in New York could play for shit. They couldn''t even play as well as Lou Reed, which is WAY down the scale. So if there''s no talent there, get out the hotdogs. Whoopee!

Nobody interesting seemed to come frome New York. Jane''s Addiction was from L.A. Chilli Pepers were from L.A. Even Guns and Roses, who bored the shit out of me, were from L.A. All New York had was the Beastie Boys. I like them. Used to know them. But they''re not musicians.

So I decided to pack up my NYC studio and move out west like Jethro and Uncle Jed. We could stay with Laredo''s folks while she served her two weeks on the film. Then we''d move to L.A. where I had a job waiting with Tri-Star/Columbia Pictures. I had scored a lot of money off a TV commercial I had done for them and they wanted me to continue my work at their new offices in California.

I bought a crappy old van and we left New York with about a pound of pot and about 1000 hits of very strong acid. We had a blast doing the de rigeur driving across America kind of thing. We had bought two old super-8 movie cameras at a yard sale. All across the country Kmart was selling super-8 film dirt cheap. So we became a sort of mini, touring John Waters film in progress. We filmed shitty motels, tarrantulas strolling through the desert, planet-wide gold and blue sky domes and the endless effluvia of strip-mall America.

By the time we got to Albuquerque, we were so emeshed in the movement, the travel, the let''s-go-forward-give-me-more headtrip of the motor nation, stopping for the film seemed like a letdown.

But Laredo has incredible acting chops. She really deserved the big-time opportunities a S.A.G. card would provide, so we parked the van and became New Mexicans.

The movie was being shot in various locations throughout New Mexico. The state was popular with Hollywood movie companies because it was anti-union and didn''t give a shit about protecting the environment. Also, everyone in New Mexico seemed willing to be butt-fucked by a movie company for less than a penny. Because? Because? Because it''s HOLLYWOOD!





Lee Love - from a true story. To be continued. Check back tomorrow.

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