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exerpted from 28 may, 1996
I left for

burbon street

alone, cameraless.

arrived alone amidst the neon and hell of cheap drinks and sex shows
narrow carless streets, gas lamp flames onlookers from balconies infinite t-shirt shops
I sauntered some, because it was hot, because even black folk gawked at my hair
how much money you got? three dollars.

walked near the length of burbon street fore I came to a stoop
with a midsome latina with a jutting jaw seated low asks how I get my hair to stand up
blue eyed leatherfaced eagle haired cowboy hat wearing beefheart voiced old gargoyle behind her some blue eyed leatherfaced eagle haired cowboy hat wearing beefheart voiced old gargoyle pipes up with occasional scripture, and soon some drug refernces shit, he's been on this street for years.
used to have hundreds of people comin' over to th' house over there, hundreds of folks that only slept on the weekends! we were doin' f-somethin-amine, it used to be legal. you could get it prescribed if you's was 70 pounds overweight, I used to take fat girls in to see this one doctor - we helped him retire with a 250,000 dollar boat
what's that toolbelt she asks, I show her my notebook
we're flirting with each other, I'm being witty she's probing and he's citing the bible
she adjusts her chest, I notice a flashy purple bra

can you speak in toungues he asks me
I answer him appropriately
(appropriate: 63k .aiff)
sez if I had the holy spirit right I would never have stopped, never do anything else

I was hungry, that's why I came down this far, know of any good places to eat?

come on, he rose his bulk, I'll buy you guys some oysters.

sauntering down the street back was fun, now allied with a black suited latina and an outrageous post-peak cowboy who growls an invitation to an alternative chick and knows that street corner preacher-dude

we land at his favourite place felix's -

they know me here he sez

they don't but they will

I think we ate up four or five dozens of raw shell dwellers
meanwhile he gets rollin'
broad tones in gruff voice the entire established audience now guffawing waiters and oyster shuckers

so his first fuckin' girlfriend, his fuckin' wife he married her around my age, three days after he met her
we were on this boat, this dope dealing dude friend of mine, he had a boat down in florida
he went off to make a deal and left us with this big pile of pot
so I rolled this bomber spleef, right?
but didn't have a fuckin' lighter! so she sez, we don't need a lighter, and she grabs the joint, and puts it between her lips and goes <pwth!> <suuuu..> <pwtthh!>
and it was lit man! the fuckin' joint was lit!

she used to cruise with all of them country dudes,
even roy orbison,
the song 99 4/100% pure written about her
she was big into psychic power
convinced him to go to the track, won a whole shitload of money together throughout the season, then split on the last day
came back, when he was studiying with his mentor, pappy
you see pappy was in world war two. god gave him healing power cuz he needed it back then. he knew all the special prayers
he was a seargant, he sat at the table with all the big dudes from all the different countries, and he could speak all their languages!
nope, he didn't have to study 'em, he spoke with the holy ghost!
pappy could make blood flow backwards!, he was patrolling sunset strip, bring folks with big gashes in their arms to pappy, injured basketball players being brought by for emergency healing and he could make their injuries disappear
anyways she came when after pappy had died, he had recieved whoa! his energy.
she came back to try to steal some from him.

why christianity? I've seen psychics do good work.
yeah right. they project onto you, decide what problem they want you to have but there's always god in the way, always god between you

hey! let me tell you! I arrived in town some black dudes broke into my van, wiped the walls with chicken blood and all that shit
I felt the holy ghost said, you know how much that means to us? yeah right!
98k .aiff imiatation

look I was out on the street [burbon] partying staying up all night on those pills
my friend crazy tex passed out
this voodoo chick comes over, runs up hits him on the head with a bottle o' red wine and takes off!
I chased after her, grabbed her broom and I just started runnin'. it was a dumb thing, I was runnin' through the bad neighborhood, I was all strung out on speed
but I had the holy spirit in me!
(wide eyes, believe me! staggered feet arms wide, pumping action)
I ran towards the river, you know where there are those five pillars? I jumped over them - phew! pow!, I was jumpin thirty, fourty feet in the air poah! and I threw that broom in the watter and it hit the surface pah! and the water started circlin' round it zzziew and then it fewm! it was gone, the holy spirit took it.
security guards came out saying what the heck was that!
it's true! it happened!

like he knew this girl, her sister was a hooker. her pimp wanted her to whore for him but she wouldn't, you know. so he slapped her in the face, gave her a black eye
holy spirit directed, he tracked her down in a titty bar, prayed with her and lifted her spirits
she got on stage to dance, looked around in all those mirrors, seen her black eye had disappeared!

pointing at my i ching necklace
take off them things, and we'll go ouside and have a prayer, a real simple prayer pappy taught me, you tell me your name and we shake hands.
I took 'em off,
where are you going monica ax?
we'll be back in a minute.

outside felix's, hands clasped, what's your name? justin. justin hall
i'm joel hill
I tried so hard to clear my head as he begins asking jesus to absolve my sins, my great faults, my strays from the path, I am open, and nirrrica nurrrrong biripa hoesden nirr
my toungue speak is more abrupt disjointed directed punchy
let it flow he sez

that was a powerful prayer, he sez, I could feel something happenin'.

back inside, what about the i ching?
shit we used to throw that thing all the time - it could predict dead on!
we could tell when people were going to be arrested and for what
but that was before people's souls were at risk

I was in nashville, with my new cadillac. that's when they called me cadillac ron.
anyways, these three dudes come up on my while I'm loading up my car, with all my stuff you know
so he deflects and axe blow so it only nicks him in the head, runs out in traffic helped to a hospital
so I've got these stitches in the side of my head, right more than 33 and they stop counting
I'm at home, I turn on the TV it's on the christian channel - I'm like I'd better change this
benny hinn is on he's doin' a faith healing
and all of a sudden he sez
wait! there's someone with a head injury! he's watching the tv with a bandage round his head! say a prayer for the holy spirit and let him be healed!

well I went into the hospital a few days later, the nurse was taking the stitches out of my hand, she thought my head injury was from a different event, she said - those stiches are ready to come out
so she's takin' 'em out, and the doctor that put 'em in walks by, and hits the floor - he couldn't believe it! he'd never seen anything like it!

I'll tell you I was hurtin' so much I thought I was going to die

after some holy spirit intervention
he passed the largest kidney stone ever through his urinary tract at oral roberts city of hope hospital - 3.5 centimeters

he was quite literally a holy roller

played blues piano on burbon street with walter washington
each page I ripped out of the front of this [pocket new testament and psalms] I've used to roll a joint.

how can you still smoke and drink with jesus?
everybody's got a different path.
well then how can you priviledge christianity? the lord is there for you. it's in the bible.
everything I've read in this book [pulls worn pocket new test and psalms] has been truth - open it up and try to prove me wrong.
so you believe this whole bible thing? didn't men write it?
they were taken with the holy spirit!

justin's seen the holy spirit all over the place! what do you think about the grateful dead? they got spirit!

the grateful dead ain't got the spirit, they got a spirit. I went to some of them shows, in like '68, when the shit was happenin'. I seen these kids dancin', lost in their own world.

what about jimi hendrix?

I met jimi hendrix!


didn't he have the spirit?
I don't know 'bout jimi hendrix. he's a wild one.

it was at like [some famous concert] in like '69 or '70, I was backstage cuz my friend [?] was borrowing my organ for his show
this long white limo pulls up everybody knows it's jeemi! you know? so he like comes out, you know, and this fuckin' chick, one of those groupie chicks she's got like a bucket of KFC she offers him some chicken
well he's like trippin' on all this acid, right? and he don't want no chicken
so he like grabs the lid offa this chicken bucket and throws it phfew!< br> and I grab it and toss it back at him phfah! he leaps out to grab it, sails out on the stage, fifteen thousand folks go waaaahhh! cuz it's jeemi!
man he was a bad ass.

some confusion, monica and I thought he was talkin' 'bout tossin' round a piece of chicken.

hear justin imitate crazy david: 101k .aiff

what about sex?
been celibate for four and a half years.
by choice?
holy spirit!

felix's done been listenin' to us this time

monica nor I ain't gettin' much stories in edgewise he's done bought us food, and now cheep beer
he moves his old bulk slower and slower with his imbibements
he offered me to accompany him, but I proferred cranberry juice.

roll back down burbon
monica's donned his cowboy hat
he visits storefronts that sell nothing but booze

buys me a big big tall plastic cup thereof
I promptly give it away to a beeseeching brother

he finishes his and tosses it on the ground
I pick up his cup after him - some spirituality.

we mosey to the funky pirate
fat al carson and the bluesmasters are greatest hitsin' it
we do some shimmy, buy some booze
he pulls monica in to dance with him
his slow lurch with the bare blues
every once a while deep dip

me I'm shakin' fast solo
I see her lookin' back over her shoulder smilin' me now then
I won't play that too much - he's too invested

he's hootin' hollerin' to keep up with the band

they think he's funny
what's your name? security guard

they call me crazy david.

some cute lesbians we were chatting with
just moved down to new orleans from michigan
they leave for "the dungeon"
the band's bailed so we follow
into louded harsher music, devilry on the walls
david ain't righteous about it

more of the same dancin'

me solo, them together
I dance with monica then and again, nothin' crazy
but david, he comes over
I'm barely flirting with these two lesbians he comes over and sez
I think she's going home with me

the evenin's windin' down so I'm gonna
wish them two goodbye, three am
she's been wearing his cowboy hat for hours

he borrows it for a moment to remove a metal band surrounding
returns it to her head, stands heads for the door stairs
one doleful look on the way down sees her head turned lookin' me
I never seen him again.

he wanted monica to come travel the country on his truck with him

what happened to celibacy?

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