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If just buying James Frey's new novel isn't enough for you, you can purchase the "companion volume" called Wives, Wheels, and Weapons for just $150, hardcover. But it has a bunch of Terry Richardson photos of MILFs, gangsters, and rad cars. The three things that symbolize L.A.! I don't really understand the market for any of this. Particularly for Frey's heavy metal/ Hell's Angels book promotional tour, which gets a prize for Most Apparent Conscious Contrivance Of Coolness:
To promote the book, Mr. Frey will eschew typical bookstore readings for events at rock venues. He will appear at the Blender Theater in New York, Whisky A Go Go in L.A., and Slim's in San Francisco. At each venue, he will have music and a light show, with images from "Wives, Wheels, Weapons" projected on a screen while he reads. At the San Francisco and L.A. readings, local heavy metal bands will perform.Members of the Hell's Angels will handle security at the events, in what Mr. McWhinnie described as an allusion to the infamous 1969 concert at the Altamont Speedway, in which fighting between members of the crowd and the Angels led to one fan's being stabbed to death. Presumably Mr. Frey will not attempt to carry the historical echo that far, but who knows? Perhaps he can stage an altercation and use it as grist for his next book.
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James Frey is one of the most important annoyances of our time.
Oh dear
How about the volume called "Weasels, What-If's and Whoppers?"
@Richard: a million little annoyances
For what it's worth, I knew Terry Richardson in L.A. around 1986. He was already in his mid-late twenties (I guess I wasn't that far behind him). He was in a horrific band called "Double Freak" which was like the Red Hot Chili Peppers, but kind gay, featuring these twin brothers.
He wasn't a bad bass player, but I've always been amused by his "gonzo" reincarnation. I mean, Double Freak?
@Richard:does that make Perez one of the least?
A documentary will be made of his appearances and will be titled "Gimme Swagger".
Yeah, and James Frey is Keith Richards.
@Richard: Fuck The Bullshit It's Time To Annoy People.
I said it before, and I'm saying it again: we are a nation of bad parents. Why is the U.S. publishing industry rewarding Frey's million little lies by continuing to publish his work? I side with the olds on this one: (a) the country's going to hell in a handcart, what with rewarding young'uns' bad behavior, and (b) I prefer my food mashed.
This is the single most bad-ass thing I've ever heard of. I'm also a twelve year old Mormon.
He looks like LC's ex boyfriend, Jason...in his mugshot photos.
Who the hell is Annelore van Herluynend?
It certainly isn't as good as the Memoirs of Commander McBragg.
What a friggin' weenie
I'm naming my horse Mr. McWhinnie.
@Bunsy: In the sense that both Keith and James have become ridiculous parodies of themselves.
He went to Denison. That's all you need to know.
When's Emily's birthday?
And also, Slim's in SF is about as hard core as a kitten chasing a soap bubble in front of a rainbow on a bright Sunday afternoon.
Call me when he makes an appearance on the WWF.
"Mr. Frey will eschew....?"
This is his attempt at "performance art" in which he will attempt to highlight the hetronormative values of hot chicks and fast cars. Aliza Shvarts will be his opening act.
@DonPardoCalrissian: Gold star. No, make it two: one for the laugh and one for the coffee I had to wipe up.
Eschew on this, Frey - we're just not that into you.
Do they deliver haterade by the tanker truck? I'm willing to wait out front to make sure there's a place it can park.
He's lower than a million pieces of shit but I'd still rather spend an afternoon with Fry than Eggers, Gessen or Kunkel.
Oh wow. Maybe he can also invite those dudes from American Chopper and Tommy Lee and Dave Navarro and OMG some sexy PORN STARS and STRIPPERS. And Mickey Rourke. They could all get dressed up in sharkskin suits and fedoras, just like in Oceans Eleven! (The original, of course! Clooney's just too Hollywood, you know?) Then they can all smoke manly-man cigars while rocking on out to Metallica, and for a nightcap, they can snort coke on the backs of hookers--dead hookers! And then drunkenly shoot each other in the face! SO JEALOUS!
Ring ring, I hear the Oprah show calling!
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@Un Chien Andalou:
Isn't that Major Bedhead? I have kids.
Guys, he's doing the American Library Associations annual convention.
As a librarian, let me tell you, it doesn't get any more gangster than that.
I hope he says FTBSITTTD to Nancy Perl.
hee, the guy with the unreadable book that was a lie, who was bitch-slapped on afternoon tv in front of 30 million unemployed women, reads at slim's, the dentist-riding-a-harley club founded by bozz scaggs. while local metal bands play.
i want to know who is the audience for this show. wait, no.
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