musings of a psychedelic punk rock renaissance yogini songbird and late-blooming athlete
Have you ever been called a groupie? I think the closest I ever came to being a groupie was during my Madonna-wannabe phase (yes, I went through it), or maybe my Siouxie Sioux phase (I was a goth, too, though I recall I smiled way too much to pull it off well). In either of […]
Read MoreFascinating interview covering topics of homosexuality, women, writing, aging . . . Mr. Crisp used to have breakfast frequently at a restaurant I worked at in the East Village. He was very generous.
Read More1) I was at the Tompkins Square Park Riot on the Lower East Side in New York City, 1988.
7) My patron Goddess is Saraswati.
