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  • Hardrock69
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    Pete Townsend Autobiography Due Out Oct. 8

  • 78/84 guy
    Crazy Ass Mofo
    • Apr 2005
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    #2
    That will be interesting. We need more of these older guys to do this !

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    • Nitro Express
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      #3
      "While looking at kiddie porn on the internet, the phone rang. It was John Entwistle. He was broke again and it looked like we needed to go on tour again so John could fill up his bank account ."
      No! You can't have the keys to the wine cellar!

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      • Diamondjimi
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        Originally posted by Nitro Express
        "While looking at kiddie porn on the internet, the phone rang. It was John Entwistle. He was broke again and it looked like we needed to go on tour again so John could fill up his bank account ."
        Boooooooo.....
        Trolls take heed...LOG OUT & FUCK OFF!!!

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        • ELVIS
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          • Jack68
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            • Sep 2004
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            GQ&A: Pete Townshend
            By Andy Morris | 27 September 12

            Ahead of the release of his tell-all autobiography, GQ revisits a 2007 interview with The Who's Pete Townshend


            PA Photos
            What was your worst drugs experience?
            Waking up in hospital after I'd injected cocaine in Club For Heroes. I think it was the first and last time I ever injected anything. The really sad part is that it didn't make the newspapers.

            Could you match Amy Winehouse drink for drink?
            I'm sure I could probably wipe the floor with her. A friend of mine who used to be my driver said I used to buy 12 bottles of brandy every few days. I drank it steadily throughout the day, like tea. God knows how I'm still standing.

            When did you give up drinking?
            I stopped at the beginning of 1982. I had a brief pick up in 1993 when I thought I might be cured. I was in a bar in New York and I had a Rolling Rock. I thought I'd seen God. And when you drink a Rolling Rock and think you've seen God, there's a problem with your mind.

            What would you give Pete Doherty and Kate Moss as a wedding present?
            I think some nice scented candles would be appropriate.

            Who would you rather be adopted by: Madonna or Angelina?
            It would have to be Madonna. Angelina is extraordinary: she's a baby addict! And I wouldn't want Brad Pitt lurking
            around - he'd want to inculcate me into the Fight Club.

            Have you ever had sex to one of your own records?
            I haven't but I've turned some of my sex into my own records, most famously "You Better You Bet".

            Who is the most famous person you've had in your house?
            William Golding came to dinner with Michael Foot. They were spectacular. But I've also had lummoxes like Paul McCartney, Mick Jagger...

            Are hybrid cars too girly for rock stars?
            Oh God yes. Jerry Hall bought one of those electric cars and it looks like an invalid carriage. Her son Gabriel, who is about eight, took me aside and said, "I'm not going in it!" And in the background Jerry's going, "Gabriel. honey, it has no emissions..."

            Would you let Snoop Dogg into your country?
            Absolutely. He's brilliant. And a tourist industry because he never comes to England without at least 40 or 50 minders, all of whom need hotel rooms.

            What is the stupidest thing you've ever bought?
            It's got to be the boat. I bought a Dutch barge and turned it into a recording studio. My plan was to go to Paris and record rolling down the Seine.

            Do you think it's time for Robbie Williams to admit defeat and rejoin Take That?
            No. I'm happy for Take That but I'm more interested in Robbie. He's on and off because of the drugs and alcohol thing, but he's an absolute phenomenon.

            What's the worst thing a critic has ever written about you?
            That would be when a beautiful female journalist described me as looking like an "unfrocked priest". That really hurt.

            If Tony Blair reformed Ugly Rumours for one night, would you go to the gig?
            I've made that mistake. My advice was, "You're in now, get on with it. And don't invite pop stars to Number Ten. They'll turn against you when it gets a little bit tricky." Two hours later I got this fucking invitation to go to Downing Street with Damon Albarn, Noel Gallagher...

            What's the biggest media misconception about you?
            That I'm strong enough to be pulled apart in the tabloids as a paedophile. I was stunned that the newspapers felt I was tough enough to withstand that without getting shaky. I knew I certainly wasn't a paedophile, but it was a shock.

            Which band would you like to reform?
            I think the Band. Even with two of them now gone, I'd love to see what Robbie Robertson and Garth Hudson could do.

            How much does Heather Mills deserve from the divorce?
            I'm in the middle of a divorce and I can't comment because we've got the same lawyer! I know Paul and Heather. It's sad when people break up. It's not about the money, I don't think.

            Do you consider yourself a role model?
            Well, up until I got arrested, maybe yes. It just happens, it's not something that you really want.

            Who would play you in "Pete Townshend: The Musical"?
            I'd really rather like Bill Nighy. But I don't think I'm that cute. If I can't have Bill, Roger [Daltrey] wouldn't be bad. He knows me well!

            Originally published in the August 2007 issue of British GQ.
            Andy Morris

            Andy Morris is Editor of GQ.com and a Contributing Editor for GQ. He has written for Dazed & Confused, Mojo, the British Journal of Photography and Wax Poetics. His career highlight
            "Avant Garde is French for bullshit.”

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            • Hardrock69
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              #7
              I will buy this book the day it comes out.

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              • VHscraps
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                #8
                Pete Townshend book describes 'insane' attempt to expose internet child abuse

                The Who' guitarist uses autobiography to explain why he used credit card to access illegal material

                http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2012/sep/28/pete-townshend-internet-child-abuse-images

                The Who's Pete Townshend has explained his "insane" attempt to expose the spread of child abuse images on the internet, which resulted in his high-profile arrest.

                The songwriter and guitarist was eventually cleared of possessing illegal images of children in 2003, but not until after the scandal caused lasting damage to his image.

                At the time, he claimed to be looking at a website while conducting research for a campaign against images of child sex abuse on the internet. He was cautioned and placed on the sex offenders register for five years after admitting breaking the law.

                In an interview to publicise his autobiography, Who I Am, Townshend said his actions were a misguided attempt at "white knight syndrome" – his desire to be seen as a hero.

                "It's a product of success. I had experienced something creepy as a child, so you imagine, what if I was a girl of nine or 10 and my uncle had raped me every week? I felt I had an understanding, and I could help. What I did was insane," he told the Times newspaper, which is serialising the book.

                He said he intended to reveal the financial trail of child abuse from Russian orphanages to British banks by paying a £7 fee to access a child pornography site with his credit card, which he cancelled immediately, but he fell foul of officers investigating the sites as part of the FBI-led Operation Ore crackdown.

                As part of the cautioning procedure, Townshend's fingerprints, photograph and a DNA sample were taken by police and he was placed on a national register of sex offenders for five years.

                He said he felt attempts to try to clear his name following the scandal would prove futile. "I've had the misfortune to read online comments where I'm judged as a paedophile because I've got a big nose," he said.

                Following a four-month investigation, the Metropolitan police said Townshend "was not in possession of any downloaded child abuse images," but had accessed a site containing such images in 1999.

                Operation Ore led to almost 4,000 arrests, including those of judges, teachers, doctors, care workers, soldiers and more than 50 police officers.
                THINK LIKE THE WAVES

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                • Jack68
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                  • Sep 2004
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                  SOLD OUT! In Who I Am, Pete Townshend—guitarist, songwriter, singer and founding member of The Who—at last tells his story.


                  I got a ducket for this should be pretty cool.
                  "Avant Garde is French for bullshit.”

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                  • Jack68
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                    The Times Article: Pete Townshend: the Real Me


                    Will Hodgkinson, chief rock critic
                    September 28 2012


                    Only one man could have written the true story of one of the biggest, loudest, bands in rock — and now he has. As The Times prepares to print a series of excerpts from his extraordinary memoirs Who I Am, Pete Townshend tells Will Hodgkinson about his life in The Who
                    It’s a bright autumn morning, and in the conservatory of The Wick, a grand Georgian house at the top of Richmond Hill in southwest London, the guitarist and songwriter of the world’s greatest rock band is making coffee. Pete Townshend, a fit and healthy 67-year-old who has been sober for almost two decades, bought The Wick from Ronnie Wood of the Rolling Stones in 1996. That was the year Townshend began work on Who I Am, the definitive inside story of The Who, in the room in which we are sitting. Now, after countless curtailments, edits and rewrites, it is finished.
                    “It’s a wonderful room to work in,” Townshend says as he brings over two cups of coffee and sits by the desk in the middle of the conservatory. An enamel print of Peter Blake’s Babe Rainbow is in on the wall and a Vespa scooter is by the window, reminders of The Who as both Sixties Pop Art phenomenon and the epitome of mod culture. “All the history, the collateral, the press and other people’s biographies were here for me, so I never felt I was facing a blank page. But it wasn’t an easy ride.”


                    Who I Am details myriad aspects of Townshend’s life and work, from his bizarre childhood, to the incredible journey of The Who, to his arrest in 2003 as part of the Operation Ore child pornography investigation, the circumstances of which he finally explains. As much as a personal portrait, it’s the story of how the music and image of The Who helped to define and give voice to a generation.
                    Formed in Ealing, West London, in 1964 from the ashes of Roger Daltrey’s R&B band the Detours, The Who brought to pop a complexity and eccentricity it hadn’t previously explored. Townshend captured teen angst and sexual frustration in singles such as Pictures of Lily, I’m a Boy and My Generation, then brought new levels of scale and ambition to rock with Tommy and Quadrophenia. The Who became one of the world’s first stadium bands after storming the Woodstock Festival in 1969, and have sold more than 100 million records. Alongside the Beatles and the Rolling Stones they are part of the holy trinity of British pop.
                    Unsurprisingly, none of this came from a satisfied mind. Who I Am documents the life of a conflicted, complex man, whose darkest moment came in January 2003 when his name appeared on a list compiled for Operation Ore, a computer crime investigation focusing on child pornography. Those closest to Townshend, including his girlfriend Rachel Fuller, his three children and, most publicly, The Who’s singer Roger Daltrey, stuck by him: Daltrey knew that the man he had known for four decades wasn’t a paedophile. But when the story went public Townshend reacted in what retrospectively looks like a big mistake: he went silent.
                    How hard was it to write about the arrest now, almost a decade later? “I knew that all I had to write was the truth,” Townshend says. “But what I did was insane.”
                    The story’s roots go back to 1976. Townshend and The Who’s drummer Keith Moon, of all people, visited a home in Chiswick, West London, for battered wives run by the care activist Erin Pizzey. “Joanna Lumley called and said The Who had to help this amazing woman. Keith said, ‘I’ll go!’, mainly because he wanted to shag Joanna. He got there and Erin Pizzey had him cleaning the toilets. He came back with tears streaming down his face, saying: ‘We’ve got to do something.’ And that’s how Double-O started.”
                    Double-O is the charity set up by The Who for victims of sexual and domestic abuse. Having heard first-hand accounts from victims, Townshend wanted to demonstrate that child abuse and the pornography that goes with it involved a financial chain that ran all the way from Russian orphanages to British banks. So in 1999 he paid a $7 charge on a site that carried a button labelled “click here for child porn”. Then he cancelled it. When police tracked Townshend’s name and confiscated his computers and files they found nothing incriminating. His main concern was that his diaries, with their standard rock star woes about which car or boat he should buy next, would make him look like “a self-obsessed prat”. As it turned out, that was the least of his worries.
                    “It’s white knight syndrome,” Townshend says of the pattern of events. “You want to be the one that’s seen to be helping. Roger has it with Teenage Cancer Trust. I had experienced something creepy when I was a child, so you imagine: what if I was a girl of 9 or 10 and my uncle had raped me every week? What would I be like then? I felt I had an understanding, and that I could help.”
                    Townshend could have gone to court and explained his innocence. It could have all been cleared up years ago. I put this to him. After a very long pause, rubbing his head as if protecting it from a black cloud of despair, he says: “You know ... I think I was exhausted. The police at Kingston station gave me half an hour to make a decision about whether to go to court or not. My lawyers were as surprised as I was, because everyone thought I would be let off. And I thought that if I went to court they would f***ing rip me apart. They’ll just rip me apart.”


                    The story went public anyway, which was worse. “If I’d had a gun I would have shot myself, just to escape the lynching,” he writes in Who I Am. Was he really suicidal? “Only for a moment. It was fine until I looked out of the window and saw four satellite vans outside. A journalist came to the door and I told him: ‘I’m f***ed.’ He said: ‘Nah, you’ll be all right.’ ‘How?’ It was the subject of the day and it really did feel like a lynching, because there was no sense of ‘the truth will out’. I’ve had the misfortune to read online comments where I’m judged as a paedophile because I’ve got a big nose.”


                    Why has it taken Townshend so long to properly clear his name? “I wanted to say: I will explain. I just didn’t think it would take this long. It’s not why I wrote the book, but it is why I brought it into the present day.
                    “But look at another scenario. Imagine three or four girls coming along and saying: ‘I had sex with Pete in the Sixties, when he was 25 and I was 12’. I know it didn’t happen, but when you’re a pop star people say all kinds of things. I get lots of pictures of children with big noses who claim I’m their dad. One guy sent me a letter to say he had always known I was his dad, he loved me and he had been waiting to have the courage to connect with me. He told me the circumstances and I was convinced he was right. So I said it would help if he sent me a birth certificate. It turns out he was conceived a year before I lost my virginity.”
                    That’s another revelation about Who I Am: Townshend, at least in the early days of The Who, was hardly a rock’n’roll animal. Despite The Who’s image as the wildest, most aggressive band of them all, much of the memoir describes Townshend trying to be a good husband and father to his children and resisting the temptations of life on the road to stay focused and productive. There are a few incidents in the cocaine-ravaged Eighties, such as an awkward moment when his daughter Emma asks him who the pretty woman he is paying so much attention to is (it was the actress Theresa Russell), and an evening in 1982 when he did technically die from a cocaine overdose in the toilets of a club in Baker Street before being brought back to life by a massive shot of adrenalin. But as Moon and The Who’s bassist John Entwistle fornicated their way across America for much of the Sixties and Seventies, Townshend was remarkably chaste.


                    “It’s an absolute fact,” he says. “I was the backroom boy and I carried this duty to serve the band as well as the audience. John and Keith were dedicated to filling up the time until they got on stage however they could, but for me the whole process filled my time. I came from art school, where the lecturers chucked out crazy ideas in the hope that something would happen, and the guys in the band were not that kind of people.
                    “When we started John was working in a tax office. Keith was working for British Gypsum, selling cement. Roger was in a tin plate factory. They were released from those jobs when they went out on to the road and they left their lives behind. I took mine with me.”


                    Who I Am details the way so many of The Who’s biggest songs, and much of the inspiration for Tommy and Quadrophenia, came from Townshend’s troubled, disconnected childhood. The son of glamorous musician parents, he was 6 and having quite a nice normal time in the family home in West London when, for reasons that presumably made sense to them at the time, his parents sent him off to live with his insane grandmother Denny.
                    So began a period that was bizarre verging on disturbing. Denny lived in a flat above a stationer’s shop in Westgate, north Kent. It was opposite a bus station and she would cross the road to deliver cups of tea to the drivers — in her negligée. Townshend’s memories are hazy, but it seems that she was offering a selection of hot and cold snacks, light refreshments and sexual favours. Townshend remembers visiting American Air Force officers benefiting from the arrangement too.
                    “She wouldn’t let me have a lock on my door, which was terrifying,” he says. “She had one guy that looked like Adolf Hitler, with a little moustache, his hair brushed to the side and a withered arm. He would sit me on his lap and I had to call him Uncle. I don’t want to say I was sexually abused just because it’s convenient to explain why I’m so ... complicated, but I also don’t want to deny that what feels to me happened did happen. Not that I was brutally raped, but something very creepy was going on.”
                    Townshend writes illuminatingly about the early to mid-Sixties South and West London phenomenon in which a generation of callow, mostly middle-class youths fell in love with American blues and R&B. It gave birth to the mod movement, for which The Who became the signature band.
                    “We were in the right place at the right time. I had first heard blues and R&B at art school, and to discover a mirrored record collection with the Stones — Jimmy Reed, Bo Diddley, Chuck Berry — was amazing. And we had a ready-made audience with the mods. Pete Meaden, our first manager, always said that you could be a mod and still have a job behind the till at the bank. You would continue to take part in society without changing a single thing about your outfit. It wasn’t about rebellion. It was about subtlety and a sense of self-enchantment and I realised that we were narrating their story, creating a theatre in which they could place themselves. We were serving the mod boys in the audience.”


                    Townshend’s goal was to treat pop music with a level of artistic seriousness it hadn’t previously had, in the same way that Andy Warhol realised a manufactured product such as a Campbell’s Soup tin was worthy of attention. “People still don’t want to treat pop with any level of seriousness, which in a way is correct,” he says. “It’s a bit like painting a crazy picture and then saying: ‘This is a crazy picture and all serious art is a load of wank.’ Then someone comes along and says: ‘But why did you feel the need to paint the crazy picture?’


                    “You had people like Jann Wenner of Rolling Stone, smart, well-educated people who wanted to talk about the artistic drive behind pop music, and before you know it you get seduced.
                    For me that was always a great danger, which is why I frequently disappeared up my own arse. What the rest of the band wanted was a little less high-flown.”
                    The rest of The Who don’t come out of the memoir too badly. Moon, whose 20th birthday celebrations included driving a Lincoln Continental into the swimming pool of a Holiday Inn, hurling a lamp at a fan, and knocking out his own teeth (The Who have been banned from Holiday Inns ever since), is clearly more intelligent than his Moon the Loon image suggests.


                    “Keith was fabulous. But he was incredibly hard work, very selfish, and it’s only lately emerged about how vulnerable he was. Roger has letters Keith wrote to his ex-wife, and it seems he was in love with her until the day he died. I certainly didn’t want to celebrate him as a cartoon. When I was working on Tommy I was trying to present it to the guys in the band and the only one that got it, that understood it was about the teachings of [the Indian spiritual guru] Meher Baba, was Keith. The other two, both intelligent men, weren’t interested.”
                    Entwistle emerges as an even odder character: conventional but hedonistic and ultimately unknowable. The Who re-formed in 1999 to save Entwistle from losing his home, with the bassist still living a rock star lifestyle without the income to support it. Townshend discovered only at Entwistle’s funeral that he had been a Freemason for most of his life. In one of the saddest episodes in the book, Townshend tells how, following the bassist’s death on the eve of The Who’s US tour in 2002 after a night in a Las Vegas hotel room with cocaine and a stripper, Entwistle’s mother Queenie wrote to Townshend to say that John never loved him.
                    “She was upset with me because I had said some difficult things,” he explains. “But I was angry at John for dying because the conditions were so ridiculous. We later discovered that he was on heart medication and his hearing had gone almost entirely, and so I did an interview and talked about it. Queenie wrote me a letter and the message was: this is my son you’re talking about. This is one of the things about writing a book that worries me. It’s not the people you’re writing about that mind. It’s their friends and family.”
                    I tell Townshend that the two people who emerge best from Who I Am are his former wife Karen and Daltrey, both still very much alive. Surely they won’t have a problem with it? “I bet you they do have a problem with it!” he retorts, loudly. “I didn’t hold back, but at the same time I wanted to let them know I love them. With my ex-wife it’s about how much I loved her throughout our relationship. With Roger it’s about how much that love has grown, which has come as a surprise. We can stand in a room and tell each other how much we love each other without any sentimentality or gaucheness, and this is on the back of a legend that we were always at each other’s throats. We weren’t. We just couldn’t create together.”
                    Another, rather more unexpected star of Who I Am is Mick Jagger. Two years ago, The Times published an interview in which Keith Richards held forth on his claim, first made in his memoir, Life, that Mick Jagger has “a tiny todger”. Jagger was not pleased. Who would be? Step forward Pete Townshend, coming to the rescue with quite a different description of Jagger’s manhood.
                    “Mick is the only man I’ve ever seriously wanted to f***,” Townshend writes, before going on to describe the evening in 1965 when he came to this realisation. “He was wearing loose pyjama-style pants without underwear. As he leaned back I couldn’t help noticing the lines of his cock laying against the inside of his leg, long and plump. Mick was clearly very well-endowed.”


                    “I did do that very deliberately,” Townshend says of the Jagger revelation. “Let’s hope it gets the same amount of publicity second time round.” [Read Townshend on Jagger in a 1980 article from The Times archive here.]
                    There’s another revelation concerning a member of the Rolling Stones. Think of Townshend and you think of the windmill, that iconic piece of showmanship in which his arm spins wildly over the strings of an electric guitar, attacking it with a fury matched only by Keith Moon’s drumming. It’s quintessential Townshend — until you discover that he nicked it off Keith Richards.
                    “Where else could it have come from?” says Townshend, who spotted Richards doing it in a Putney pub in 1963. “Funnily enough, Keith wasn’t the iconic rocker he later became when I nicked the windmill off him. I think the heroin years hardened him up.”
                    So, after spending so many hours at his desk in the conservatory, articulating all aspects of his life, work and beliefs, what has Pete Townshend learnt? “That a life is just a life. What’s the end of a career, the Rock’n’Roll Hall of Fame? I needed to write the book now because I’ll soon be 70 and being in a big rock band like The Who means I’ll be busy, and I’m getting tired — that never used to happen. There is no lesson here. I still feel muddled. I still feel that my creative process is important to me. I know I can sell myself by the pound, but what I really want is to continue to do good work. So I’m drawing a line with the book and saying: now I can move on.”
                    There is another truth that Townshend has learnt and it is this: he’s basically the same as Gary Bloke, the rock star of Private Eye’s comic strip Celeb. “I absolutely relate to Gary Bloke,” he confirms, after almost three hours of intense, dedicated interview. “They dropped the cartoon once for six weeks. I had to write to [the editor] Ian Hislop and say: ‘For f***’s sake, get it back. I don’t know what to do next!’”
                    "Avant Garde is French for bullshit.”

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                    • 78/84 guy
                      Crazy Ass Mofo
                      • Apr 2005
                      • 2557

                      #11
                      Originally posted by Hardrock69
                      I will buy this book the day it comes out.
                      Me too ! It will be more interesting than Keefs I bet. That was a great read also. The stuff he say's about the porn bust was interesting. I always belived him for some reason. Still bugs me when people rip him for it. But he was stupid to do it without letting someone know what he was up to.

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                      • Jack68
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                        • Sep 2004
                        • 1032

                        #12
                        Originally posted by 78/84 guy
                        Me too ! It will be more interesting than Keefs I bet. That was a great read also. The stuff he say's about the porn bust was interesting. I always belived him for some reason. Still bugs me when people rip him for it. But he was stupid to do it without letting someone know what he was up to.

                        He will never shake that..he wouldof been better off killing people drunk driving(to anyone whose lost anyone to to a drunk driver i am not downplaying it..thats fucking awful).Say sorry...and he would be in the clear by now.and by the way i completely disagree with Pete going on the view......bad fucking move.At leat the book will be honest..not a story you already know.
                        "Avant Garde is French for bullshit.”

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                        • katina
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                          • Mar 2012
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                          #13
                          Originally posted by Jack68
                          He will never shake that..he wouldof been better off killing people drunk driving(to anyone whose lost anyone to to a drunk driver i am not downplaying it..thats fucking awful).Say sorry...and he would be in the clear by now.and by the way i completely disagree with Pete going on the view......bad fucking move.At leat the book will be honest..not a story you already know.
                          I agree with you, that was a bad fucking move and he will never shake that....Keith Moon was involved in a car-pedestrian death in 1970 and he recieved an absolute discharge

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                          • Jack68
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                            • Sep 2004
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                            #14
                            Went to the New york public library Q and A with Pete and it was excellent.Lasted about 2 hours talked about his book told some great stories and played im one and drowned.Got the book signed to boot which was cool.
                            "Avant Garde is French for bullshit.”

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