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Ministry and Milkshakes

September 22nd 2006 07:26

Flash Back to Mid 1990’s Just before…or was it just after the Big Day Out Melbourne?

Ok not sure if I can name names, but I will in some areas and not in others, If shit hits the fan so be it.
Well I was living in Richmond in squalor of a house, and I was mid way through being a rockstar, and part time writer for a gothic publication. Anyway I was a big fan of MINISTRY an Industrial metal band, and one night I awoke to the phone ringing. Hmm ok in my stupor I answer and guess who is on the other end? Yes the singer of said Industrial band (Al Jorgensen), I played it very cool, or maybe I was too stoned to get excited. We chatted away like two old mates, and agreed to hook up later in the day (it was early morning) when I hung up I hit up and put on the bands latest CD, dreaming of meeting my favourite band….

The next day the editor of the mag I was writing for came by, she had organised the call, as she knew I was a big fan. We took a cab into the city and surreally walked into a very upmarket hotel. Now I must paint a picture for you. I am 6ft 1, and at the time I had black dreadlocks that hung down past my butt, I usually wore PVC pants, I have extensive tattooing and lots of body piercing, and used to wear large boots with 2inch soles. My editor was a large girl, and had white makeup, generally wore fishnet something’s. I must say at the time I didn’t think about it, but what a sight, midday, swanky hotel and two smelly punk Gothic’s.
Al was a lot smaller than I thought he would be, but we hit it off straight away. I remember drinking chocolate milkshakes while watching his latest video clip fresh from final edit. The table in the hotel room was very Scarface if you know what I mean.
A memory that stands out, and im not ashamed or proud of this, but it was an experience, was shooting heroin in one arm while having Al shoot coke into my other arm. I cannot describe the sensation. All we could say was how “Jimmy Hendrix” it felt. I have not done this since, and I should point out I have been clean for over 6 years now. As I drifted in and out of this reality various people came and went, some you would expect to find here others not, (cannot tell you, partly because I cannot remember and partly because they have lives now, well I hope they do…)


To be cont.
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