In the context of the book, this comes as a piece of good news, because at least Al is getting something like a doctor’s care. Fix, the depressing documentary filmed on Ministry’s Filth Pig tour (or “Sphinctour”), leaves no doubt as to the severity of Al’s multiple drug problems during this time, and the corresponding chapters of the book open dark new vistas of degradation. (One of Jourgensen’s war stories from this period includes the sentence: “She’s wearing a colostomy bag, and I was naturally curious.”)
In addition to taking me in, Tim let Gibby Haynes stay at his house for a while. Tim encouraged us to take whatever drugs we wanted—he was the guru of LSD, after all. But as an academic and a researcher, he wanted to see what effects different hallucinogens had when they were coupled with different substances—coke, heroin, Nyquil, Hungry Man dinners. He would get all this hallucinogenic shit mailed to him from all these companies and universities and then test it on us every couple weeks. Actually, it was mostly on me. He kicked Gibby out of the house after he peed in the drawer of an antique desk in Tim’s office when he was off his head. So Gibby went and I stayed. Tim would get me to shoot up all these laboratory drugs that were based out of MDA—ecstasy and Ayahuasca, an Amazonian concoction made from shrubs, leaves, and Virola, a South American drug that you grind into a powder and cook down. Tim had me shooting up all this shit. He would be all excited and say, “Hey, I got a new package.” And I would groan, “Okay, fuck. Let’s do it.” I would shoot it up, and he would scribble down notes on how the drugs affected me. I don’t know what he was writing because to me the hallucinations were always the same.
I’d have these horrific visions of Hell and the apocalypse: naked people with blood spouting from every orifice; skies that turned black, then silver, then white again; winged beasts with razor-sharp talons; and, most of all, spiders of all shapes and sizes. They’d fall from the sky. They’d come up from the ground. They’d creep around corners and crawl all over me. I’d be screaming and trying to brush off the bugs. And I’d always end up staggering over to Tim’s blind dog, Mr. Bodles, that Lemmy, my dog, is probably related to. I’d grab his collar, and he would take me outside so I could breathe without spiders scurrying in my mouth and down my throat. Talk about the blind leading the blind. After an hour or so Tim would come out and stare at me. Then he’d take more notes and ask me some questions about how I was feeling and what I was seeing. He’d measure the diameter of my pupils and see if I could track his fingers with my eyes. I don’t know if I passed or failed; I just know I saw spiders. The stuff he gave me was so strong that it took effect in less than twenty minutes. The visions were instantaneous, and they were never enjoyable. But I’d subject myself to it because it helped him out somehow, and I knew if I did my job, my rent was paid and I had a place to stay.
When [Al] hooked me up with Tim Leary a lot of weird situations happened. We got kicked out of a Johnny Cash concert at the Viper Room because Tim was heckling Johnny Cash. The killer one was waking up in Tim’s study and seeing him feverishly typing three feet away from me. I was so hungover that I had pissed in his kitchen. He was nervously typing, like I shouldn’t have been in the room, and I discovered my dick was hanging out of my pants and was warm and moist.Below, listen to “Lion’s Mouth,” the final track on the posthumously released CD Beyond Life with Timothy Leary. The song must have been credited to “Al Jourgensen & Friends” for contractual reasons, because the band—Al Jourgensen, Paul Barker, and Rey Washam, with Leary on vocals—sure looks like Ministry. In the liner notes, the credits for this song command you to “LISTEN CAREFULLY.”
Errr, what caused that?
Who knows? I guess when you sleep in Tim Leary’s study your dick comes out of your pants and gets warm and moist.
Maybe you pissed yourself?
I definitely pissed in his kitchen. Oh, and I let his blind dog shit in his living room. In the middle of the summer the sliding-glass doors to his house were open. I shut them in the middle of the night. I didn’t know you were supposed to leave them open because of his blind dog: It was the only way he could go outside to poop in the middle of the night. Not only did I urinate in his kitchen but I let a dog shit in his living room. I was not the consummate houseguest.
Is that why Tim kicked you out of his house?
The urine thing wasn’t really my fault. I was like, “Dude, your entire kitchen is white. That screams toilet to me.” There were probably three times I got so drunk in the middle of the night I got up and randomly urinated. It usually involved the color white. I peed on a couple one time, in their bed in the middle of the night. Their room was white.
And here’s Leary’s wise and prescient collaboration with the Revolting Cocks, “Gila Copter.” “Let’s have some quiet, quiet silence”:
“So then I’m sitting there, and he pulls out this like 1950s Pulp Fiction kind of tool belt with needles in it. Like old school, 1950s, huge needles. And he meticulously took that out, found a vein – I don’t know how you’d find a vein in a 70 year old guy, but he knew what he was doing. So we all shot up together and we’re all stoned on his couch in his living room. And I notice there was a letter on his desk in front of me that was from the White House. Okay? And I’m like, Bill, it’s not even opened. And I’m just like, ‘Are you going to open this?’ He goes, ‘Nahhh, it’s probably junk mail.’ … So I open it and there’s a letter from President Bill Clinton asking him to speak at the White House during some Naked Lunch excerpts or whatever. So I was like, ‘Man, this is big.’ And the only thing he said was, ‘Who’s president nowadays?’ He didn’t know. He didn’t even know Bill Clinton was president.”
There doesn’t seem to be anyone in the music business about which Jourgensen doesn’t have a story. A brief run-down (mostly via Jourgensen’s autobiography): he stole drugs from Courtney Love, beat up R. Kelly for “freaking out” his daughter and urinating on a piano in his studio, attacked Metallica with a literal ass-load of vegetables, told Madonna she smelled like shit, suggested Trent Reznor and Morrissey should play Russian Roulette together, served as the inspiration for ‘Til Tuesday’s ‘Voices Carry’, dated White Zombie bassist Sean Yseult and nearly drove their car off a cliff, and convinced Fred Durst to record vocals while wearing nothing except for a cowboy hat — and received $10,000 for his advice.
Gibby met Johnny Depp when Johnny was in Texas to film What's Eating Gilbert Grape. Together with Bill Carter and Sal Jenco, they formed a band called P, which performed at SXSW in 1993, at a number of shows at Depp's Viper Room during the mid 90's, and at two shows in Vienna, Austria in 1997. Gibby has appeared in two movies with Johnny Depp: Dead Man and The Brave. He and Johnny Depp also co-directed a shortform video, entitled Stuff, about Red Hot Chili Peppers band member John Frusciante which also features Dr Timothy Leary.
Stuff Short Film: John Frusciante’s World of ChaosThe 1993 film is a hypnotic walk around Frusciante’s world of chaos and drugs. At the time Frusciante was strongly addicted to heroin and a rumor has it this was Depp’s homage to an artist about to die. Stuff also credits Gibby Haynes from the Butthole Surfers as a director and Perry Farrell for flower arrangements.
P was a short-lived American alternative rock band formed in early 1993 by Butthole Surfers frontman Gibby Haynes (vocals), actor Johnny Depp (guitar/bass), actor Sal Jenco (percussion), and songwriter Bill Carter (guitar/bass)
The band performed their first show at the Austin Music Awards in 1993 and released their eponymous debut album on November 21, 1995 under Capitol Records. It was reissued on May 8, 2007 under Caroline Records. They often played the odd gig at The Viper Room, of which Depp used to be co-owner. One of these gigs was played on October 30, 1993, where the lineup included Flea of Red Hot Chili Peppers. Haynes, along with other members of the line-up that night, was a good friend of actor River Phoenix. While the band were in the middle of their song "Michael Stipe", which includes the lines "I'm glad I met old Michael Stipe, I didn't get to see his car. Him and River Phoenix were leaving on the road tomorrow" and "but we didn't have a part, not a piece of our heart, not Michael, River Phoenix or Flea or me," Phoenix (unbeknownst to the band at the time) was outside the venue having seizures on the sidewalk. Phoenix died in the early hours of October 31 of heart failure brought on by an overdose of cocaine and heroin.
Winona Ryder is an American actress. One of the most profitable and iconic actresses of the 1990s. Ryder's personal life has attracted significant media attention including her relationship with Johnny Depp in the early 1990s.
The connection with Winona and Timothy Leary was that he was her godfather, and that came about three months after Winona was born when her father Michael Horowitz, who by then was working both as a bookseller of counterculture literature and also as Leary's archivist.
Story is that while Michael and Leary were skiing in Switzerland, Michael pulled out a photograph of Winona when she was a day old and asked Leary to be her godafther. Winona still has the photograph and whenever she shows it to a journalist, she’ll take it out of its frame, flip it over, and proudly show off Tim’s inscription welcoming a newborn Buddha to planet Earth.
From Jourgenson Interview:
"The most important thing Tim (Leary) taught me was that when people pay you just to be you , that’s when you’ve made it. You don’t have to do anything but be who you are. Winona Ryder’s dad bought Tim’s house and paid him a stipend. Just to be Tim. I’m working towards that now."
Winona Ryder has gone on to star in STRANGER THINGS, a red herring distraction of a Netflix original series on the MK Ultra program.