(-Book Review by Pepsi Sheen)
Some will tell you….a lot of things. Mostly, a lot of booieshite, they learned to parrot from their peer-group, all propaganda numb products of our sadly militarized schools, or from television. Me, I only like comparing notes with people who have some skin in the game, who’ve lived out loud, who’ve been full contact participants in this mad dash to the top of the hill, who’ve sailed well beyond the equator, who’ve lost everything and asked themselves rigorous questions, the crazy brave hearted actual first-person experience havers, who’ve raised a wolf and buried a parent.
Everybody else is just another bargain-bin Simon Cowell, and their opinions usually have less value, immobilized spectators, chickenshit Monday morning quarterbacks and cowardly slaves waiting around for orders from the man. Al Mitchell was a harcore punk rock bellowing, pharmaceutical Evil Knievel in the seventies; a top draft pick rockstar in the sleaze-metal eighties as cosmic crooner for Circus Of Power; NYC Agent Orange rat exterminator in the nineties–he built sets for Hollywood, taught other rock stars about Zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance, and formed a string of Credence Clearwater Revival influenced psychedelic biker bands like Fat Nancy and Plastic Gator Machine; and in the 00’s he’s been writing books, caring for his late pop, an extroverted Scotsman with Alzheimer’s, and fronting the outergalactic savior machine-Captain Zapped, licensed members of the Green Lantern Corps., who slay lizard people with guitars and harmonicas, in his spare time.
You can find him in Topanga Canyon, whistling while he works, or maybe even at the funky juke-joint with Captain Zapped if you need healing, but in the meantime, you gotta buy his books: “Life Is A Phanton K Mart Horse Starting Up In The Middle Of The Night”, “Working Class Superstar Redux”, and “The Strange Case Of The Flying Meatballs”, because he’s the absolute best rocknroll raconteur since Rollins, Roth, and Mindwarp. Really. Just order them all at once. …and be on the lookout for “Space Age Blues”, the hot new release by Captain Zapped. All the jetboys and jetgirls are dancin’ to the leaked single, “Brand New Revolution”, it’s gonna be the jam all winter.