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Jim Ruland Interview

Jim Ruland is a writer living in Southern California. His latest book is Corporate Rock Sucks: The Rise & Fall of SST Records.

Corporate Rock Sucks traces the history of Greg Ginn and SST Records. Originally founded as an electronics company, SST morphed into a record label to release material by Ginn’s band, Black Flag. Joe Carducci joined SST in 1981 and the imprint took off, becoming arguably the most influential independent label of the 1980s. Releases such as Black Flag’s Damaged (1981), Hüsker Dü’s Zen Arcade (1984), The Minutemen’s Double Nickels on the Dime (1984), Meat Puppets’ Meat Puppets II (1984) and Sonic Youth’s Sister (1987) cemented the label’s status. A series of self-inflicted wounds, distributors going bust and key personnel loss—including Carducci and Steve “Mugger” Corbin—caused SST’s effective demise by 1991.

Ruland exhaustively covers the successes and failures of SST in Corporate Rock Sucks. He provides portraits of SST’s owners and contributors and goes deep, interviewing the behind-the-scenes employees who made SST run. SST didn’t end well. To this day, there remains acrimony between some artists and the label, which makes Ruland’s book all the more impressive. It wasn’t an easy story to tell. Corporate Rock Sucks is a must have for anyone remotely interested in independent music.

Interview by Ryan Leach

Photos courtesy of Jim Ruland

Ryan Leach: When did SST Records first come to your attention?

Jim Ruland: It came very late. I’m 53 years old, so I graduated high school in ’86. That was the year Black Flag broke up. When I got into punk music, it was when I was in the Navy, right after high school. I was in San Diego. I listened to Devo and The Ramones. I saw The Ramones in Washington D.C. I thought of myself as someone who liked weird music, so I kept it to myself. I didn’t know there was a tribe of other people out there. I just knew that what I liked wasn’t popular. That includes other things like Dungeons & Dragons. Once I started writing for Flipside and really getting into the punk scene in Los Angeles, SST had already passed its heyday. I was into more underground labels like Hostage Records. This was around 2000 when I moved to Manhattan Beach. By that time, I already had (The Minutemen’s) Double Nickels on the Dime (1984), Sonic Youth’s Sister (1987) and Negativland’s Escape From Noise (1987). I didn’t think of SST as hugely vital at the time. At that point, I thought of it as a big indie whose time had come. It wasn’t until I started working with Keith Morris (on My Damage) that I really became interested in SST as a label.

Ryan: I didn’t realize how pivotal working with Keith on his memoir was to Corporate Rock Sucks.

Jim: Yeah. The other part of that is—when I moved to Manhattan Beach, living in the South Bay, I thought, “Okay, this is different.” I grew up on the East Coast and I didn’t come out to the West Coast until I joined the Navy. I began to understand that the South Bay wasn’t like the rest of Los Angeles. It wasn’t like Santa Monica, Venice or Malibu. It was a whole other thing. The more I learned about SST and Black Flag, it all started to make sense to me. I felt like that element was missing in other books about Black Flag and SST. For example, how are people in England going to know the difference between Hermosa Beach and Huntington Beach? They don’t. It’s all the same thing to them.

Ryan: What were some of the hurdles you encountered writing Corporate Rock Sucks? Obviously, the focal point of the book, Greg Ginn, isn’t known for his communication skills these days. Additionally, like some other ‘80s indie labels—SST certainly isn’t alone here—some people still harbor resentment towards the imprint.

Jim: I think you hit it on the head. I didn’t want to get sued by Greg Ginn or SST. The books I did with Keith and Bad Religion (Do What You Want: The Story of Bad Religion) went through legal reviews, so I had enough experience with that to know what I could and couldn’t say. But even then, I wanted to be extra careful. What I didn’t count on was that other people needed to be careful too. They had either ongoing legal matters with SST or they had legal issues that had been settled out of court. There were a number of people who didn’t want to go on the record saying anything negative about Greg Ginn or SST. The first few people I reached out to either said “no” or didn’t get back to me. I began to wonder what I had gotten myself into. Then I did what I always do. When you sell a book to a mainstream press, and I guess to some extent with indies as well, people are concerned with big names. “Who’s going to help you attract attention to this book?” I’ve never been interested in that. Like you, I’m more interested in the things very few people are into. I took a different approach. I tried to find the people who had never spoken with anyone. I looked for the folks whose names weren’t well known, but who were there.

Ryan: Who were some of the people who really came through for you?

Jim: So many people. The first one was Mugger (Steve Corbin). He opened the door. I should say that I started with a list of people and their email addresses from Keith Morris.

Ryan: Keith did the same thing for me when I was researching The Gun Club.

Jim: Keith is the best. If you’re into something, he isn’t angling for himself. He just wants to help. All of the former SST employees I talked with were great. Brian Long really came through. Virtually everyone I talked to passed the word onto somebody else. In terms of musicians, I talked to a lot of drummers and they were great. Maybe it’s because people don’t seek out the drummers right away. They want to talk to the vocalist or guitar player. The drummers all had a lot of interesting things to say.

Ryan: When I encounter people who haven’t been interviewed before, I typically find that they’ve been waiting to talk and have very thoughtful responses.

Jim: I definitely found that to be true. Sometimes when you interview someone, they’re holding back because they want to do something themselves. I didn’t encounter any of that with this book. People were very open with me and they had an emotional response to the material. For the people at SST, it was either the best time of their lives or somewhat traumatic. People have been frozen out because of their bad relations with the label.

Ryan: You did a great job finding secondary sources for your book, specifically with past Greg Ginn interviews. You went way back to the late 1960s and Ginn’s early years running SST Electronics. How did you track this material down?

Jim: There were some clues. Joe Carducci in his book, Enter Naomi (2007), had talked about it. Mugger and Keith had both discussed their memories of soldering equipment for SST at The Church. They did it for extra money and to help out Greg. In the early days of Black Flag, they’d often have band practice and then solder equipment afterwards. The two things sort of went hand in hand at the beginning. Once I had Ginn’s call sign, I was able to find other material.

I’m not an electronics guy or gear guy in general. So, when I started to do some of the research at the beginning, I was kind of intimidated by the devices Ginn was making. “What were these things?” Ginn received a patent for one of his products. There was some technical stuff I had to understand. I marveled that a kid (Greg Ginn) was able to decode all of this lingo. He started up a business that was selling gear to adults. This was back in the late 1960s. In the South Bay with the way the aerospace industry was taking off—you had a lot of people like Ginn’s dad (Regis) who were World War II veterans. These were the people Greg was conversing with on his amateur radio setup. I thought, “This kid is different. He’s not your typical teenager.”

Ryan: I felt that you treated Ginn judiciously. It’s important to remember how precocious Greg and his brother Raymond (Pettibon) were, as well as how left of the dial the Ginn family was.

Jim: I found people on both sides of the spectrum. There were people who had nothing but respect for Ginn with no animosity whatsoever. They would sometimes be upfront at the beginning. “Look, things didn’t work out in the end, but we also didn’t sell a lot of records. So there’s no reason for me to hold a grudge. Greg was the one who made our dream possible.” There are other people who feel quite differently. They feel harmed by him and the label. That actual theft took place. There are two different realities there. It came down to the band and at what point they interacted with the label. I don’t think painting Ginn with a one-color brush works in this story. I didn’t have an axe to grind. I wasn’t setting out to prove that Ginn was some sort of genius—although I think he is—and I wasn’t trying to prove that he was some kind of monster. I just told the story that I found.

The Meat Puppets

Ryan: Until Joe Carducci joined SST in 1981, it seemed that the label was a part-time concern for Black Flag to get their records out, as well as albums by their friends in bands like The Minutemen and Saccharine Trust. Would you say that it was Carducci who turned SST into a full-time operation?

Jim: I think that’s right. Also, to a lesser extent, it was Carducci and his money. He had money that he had invested that allowed SST to put out some more records that were in the pipeline. Carducci also had a partner who was a co-investor in the first or second Meat Puppets record. It was a small scene where everyone did everything. When Black Flag hit the road—which became a bigger necessity as their infamy grew with the LAPD—they needed someone like Joe Carducci to come in. I had a lot of respect for Joe as a writer going into the project. But I really came to appreciate what he did running SST. He brought his experience to the label. Joe had worked with distributors and recruited talented people. Mugger was the most important person they brought in first, then Carducci and next I would say Ray Farrell.

Ryan: Hindsight is 20/20. But reading Corporate Rock Sucks—and I believe Carducci mentions this in Enter Naomi—the Unicorn/MCA distribution deal was recognized by some at SST in real time as being a potentially disastrous decision.

Jim: Yeah. One naturally wonders, “Why did SST do that?” But it wasn’t something they did capriciously. They had literally been vacated from their spot by the LAPD when they had been on tour. They came back and they had nowhere to go. They were staying at a punk house in Hollywood, making calls out of payphones and doing business that way. They needed a place. That’s why when they had the opportunity to go to Unicorn—even though there were some potential warning signs that it wouldn’t be a good idea—it was because they had nowhere else to go.

Ryan: So, would you frame the decision as one made out of necessity and desperation?

Jim: Maybe desperation is a little too dramatic, but they were literally homeless, aside from living at Greg Ginn’s parents’ house. That was Rollins’ introduction to SST and Black Flag. They’d ask each other questions like, “Where are we going to eat? When are we going to practice again? We don’t know.”

Ryan: In the book, you include a photo of Black Flag with a newly joined Henry Rollins signing their Unicorn deal. He was living in Regis Ginn’s detached library, which Rollins refers to in Get in the Van as “The Shed.”

Jim: Apparently, there was some irritation by Ginn’s family over that. They didn’t like it being called “The Shed.” It was a little more than that with a power supply and lots of Regis’s books. It was more like a study. But from the outside, it did look like a shed.

Ryan: I’ve never been able to figure out how and why SST released so many records in 1987 and 1988. You mention the label putting out nearly 70 releases in 1987. Was it the success of The Bad Brains’ I Against I (1986) that helped bankroll some of it?

Jim: Once they got clear of Unicorn, they started making some money and putting things in the pipeline. That’s when they were able to have multiple successes. I Against I was the main one. I was told that was the biggest-selling album in the catalog by that point. But Sonic Youth and Hüsker Dü had also been successful. SST was growing and growing. It got to the point where Negativland sold 35,000 copies of Escape From Noise (1987). That’s the number I heard.

Ryan: That’s nuts.

Jim: It’s crazy, right?

Ryan: That’s the number a top-tier act on a successful independent label moves nowadays.

Jim: Right. No disrespect to Negativland—I think that’s a brilliant album—but they’re not a rock band.

Ryan: It’s esoteric music.

Jim: Exactly. I think they were brilliant at what they did. If you go back to tape splicing and some of the other experimental things that were happening in the analog era, it’s very easy to end up with something closer to Zoogz Rift than Negativland. No disrespect to Zoogz; it’s just that Negativland brought what they did to a high art. I think it was a case where SST was having sales on multiple fronts, which allowed them to grow at the rate that they did. With distribution, you needed constant releases to bring the money in. You’d have distributors holding out on you and angling for exclusive deals. They’d withhold payments. To get them to pay, labels could play the same game: “We have this new Hüsker Dü record and you’re not going to get it until we get paid.”

Spot with D. Boon

Ryan: Digressing back a bit, one of the things SST handled well was monitoring recording costs. They understood that running up studio bills could sink the business. Can you talk about that aspect of the label and the deals they struck with studios like Total Access?

Jim: It starts with Spot (Glen Lockett). He was the one who introduced Greg to Media Art. It was right down the street, also in Hermosa Beach, and bands like The Plimsouls were recording there. It wasn’t a garage; it was a recording studio. One of the things that surprised me, and I can’t recall if I put this in the book or not, but when Spot moved to Hermosa, he was homeless. He was working at a restaurant and writing record reviews. It wasn’t until he got that gig at Media Art and the people there understood his situation, that he had a place to stay for a bit. They were okay with him crashing at Media Art because they had had some break-ins. The owners gave Spot the keys and he spent his time figuring out the equipment. He learned how to record on the job. That was key because Spot would later share that knowledge with others. On an SST release it’ll say, “Produced by so-and-so,” but my suspicion—and this is just my opinion—was that it was a more collaborative process than we were led to believe. There were a lot of people working together in the interest of time and minimizing expenses, as you alluded to.

Media Art closed down and Wyn Davis opened up Total Access a short time later. One of the things Greg Ginn did with Total Access was strike a deal where they agreed on a bulk rate for a certain amount of hours. That allowed SST to record without waiting for money to come in; they’d already paid in advance. That made a huge difference. It was savvy decision by both Total Access and SST.

Ryan: Getting back to what we had just discussed, SST in ’87 and ’88 was putting out on average a little over five releases a month. You mentioned the success that they had experienced once freed up from the Unicorn debacle. But I posit that the seeds of the label’s demise can partially be found in that release schedule. It was way too much and I know Carducci had left in ’86, which didn’t help matters.

Jim: That decision to put out all of those records is what partially soured Sonic Youth on SST. And then when their statements and payments were late, according to Sonic Youth, that deepened the rift. Sonic Youth’s departure was much to the detriment of SST. So why did they release so many records? When Carducci, Mugger, Dukowski and Ginn were the four owners, they all had veto power over each other. By that time you had Ginn and Dukowski in one office and Mugger and Carducci in another. So, there was this split where they were thinking a little bit differently and they weren’t always in sync with one another. It happened naturally; they were working out of two different locations. Carducci points out over and over again in interviews that the first problem was splitting the office up like that. They should’ve all worked together at the same location to stay on the same page. But they didn’t. When Carducci left, I think Ginn said, “Okay, this is my label now. And we’re going to do what I want to do.” And what Ginn wanted to do was release a shitload of records. My opinion is that Ginn felt so handcuffed by the injunction and lawsuit with Unicorn that when he was finally free of it and had some cashflow, his position was, “We’re going to hit the gas pedal and show them what SST is about.”

Ryan: They weren’t the only label doing that. Cherry Red would put out a lot of records and later on Sympathy had a heavy release schedule. But Sonic Youth had a point. If SST was going to put out all of those records, how would their own albums stand out against the glut? How could the label effectively promote all of those releases? Most records lose money and they were putting out a lot of them. You mention Ginn’s tenure at UCLA pursuing a degree in business and he certainly had moments of brilliance. But that ’87 and ’88 run of records seemed like a suicide mission.

Jim: Like you, most people point to that as the beginning of the end. People wondered, “Why all this stuff?” There’s also another element to it. There’s a contrarian streak to Ginn. One of the mistakes people make in regards to Ginn, SST and Black Flag is that they view them in monolithic terms. “Black Flag invented American hardcore.” You can make an argument for that. But by 1984, with side two of My War, hardcore is not a musical project Black Flag has any interest in. They went on from there into more and more experimental things. The simple answer is that Ginn had varied and wide tastes that were constantly evolving. And he wanted to take the label with him.

Ryan: That’s a good point. You can see that in superficial ways, like Rollins and Ginn growing their hair long or Ginn wearing Grateful Dead shirts to hardcore shows. Ginn seemed indifferent to people’s opinions.

Jim: My feeling is that when he went to Europe and saw the punk-rock uniform—the mohawks, leather and boots—Ginn wanted out of that scene completely.

Ryan: There were other setbacks. Their distributor Jem went out of business in 1988 which was a major loss. Then Mugger, SST’s factotum, left the same year. If I’m not mistaken, another one of SST’s distributors folded before Jem did.

Jim: Yeah, Greenworld was the other distro. I wish I understood that aspect of the story better. Greenworld was located right up the street in Torrance. Enigma Records came out of Greenworld. It’s fascinating that this distributor, Greenworld, is paying very close attention to SST and New Alliance and is able to succeed for a while with their own label.

Ryan: Interestingly, Enigma is another label whose catalog is severely neglected. Tex and the Horseheads, Rain Parade and a myriad of other artists have had records in purgatory for years. Some got their music back, others haven’t. It appears to be a similar situation to SST.

Jim: Right.

Ryan: I realize its speculation on your part—Ginn doesn’t give many interviews theses days—but do you think he realized the potential ramifications of releasing Negativland’s “U2” EP (1991)?

Jim: I think he did. It’s 1991. MTV is nothing new. Music is being licensed for commercials. There were people coming to SST, asking for permission to use their music for different projects. SST knew what you could and couldn’t do. But there’s that contrarian streak with Ginn. He didn’t care. The gentleman who was hired as SST’s general manager, Daniel Spector, his story about that Negativland EP blew my mind. Is it possible that that story has gotten more dramatic after 30 years of storytelling? Sure. But it goes back to the way I structured the book. Here was this ambitious, savvy and not to mention brilliant guitar player—we haven’t even talked about Ginn’s musicianship—and somewhere along the line, he lost the plot and SST went sideways. But that couldn’t be further from the truth. What I found was someone who faced obstacles at every stage of Black Flag and SST’s growth and development and didn’t back down from a single fight, even when he knew there was very little chance that he could win.

Ryan: That’s an interesting position. If you go way back to the Polliwog Park show (July 22, 1979) and other things along the way, you can see how that contrarian streak worked for and against him—sometimes it depended on the audience.

Jim: Yeah.

Ryan: The Negativland fallout was him shooting himself in the foot for four years straight with his manifestos and press releases.

Jim: I think he’s that same person today.

Ryan: You close the book on a positive note—advocating for artists’ work to be returned to them. Unfortunately, I don’t see SST doing that voluntarily. What’s the latest on that situation?

Jim: I hope I’m wrong, but I don’t think there’s going to be some sweeping SST declaration stating, “We’re going to give everything back to the artists.” I’m not an investigative journalist. I just told the story I found, talking with people and digging through zines from 40 years ago. I don’t know how much money Ginn makes from SST these days. I’m uncertain if public documents would shed light on this. Joe Carducci speculates in his book—it might have been in his newsletter—that Ginn has made more money on his real estate deals than he has selling records. Ginn bought a series of spaces in Long Beach, California, and when he sold them, he likely made a small fortune. I really don’t know what motivates Ginn artistically or financially today. I think making a blanket move where he gives the rights back to everyone probably exposes him to some kind of financial risk. People will naturally go, “Well, that’s great. But where’s the money owed to us?” I do think it’ll be handled on a case-by-case basis. Recently, I did speak with an artist who was able to buy back their music from SST.

Ryan: You mention there being questions about the location and condition of the master tapes themselves.

Jim: Something just happened which I found to be really interesting. It wasn’t with SST, but Cruz Records—one of Greg Ginn’s labels. Long story short, a guy reached out to me who has a studio in Long Beach. He found some old tape cases for masters. They were found in the studio’s storage attic and it confirmed his suspicion that the space was Ginn’s old recording studio, Casa Destroy. I interviewed him just yesterday; he had reached out to SST. He said, “Hey, I have these tape cases. I’d be happy to ship them to you if you’d like.” Ginn asked, “Are the master tapes in them?” And he responded, “No. It’s just the cases.” Ginn replied, “Well, no, we don’t want them.” What’s unusual about that is—you’d think they’d know where the master tapes are located. That’s just me speculating. No one really knows. I’ve heard all kinds of rumors of people in the SST universe sitting on stashes of master tapes.

Ryan: Didn’t short-term Black Flag drummer Emil Johnson take off with some master tapes back in the early 1980s?

Jim: He did. I interviewed Mugger’s former girlfriend. She told me that master tapes had been stored in her closet for over a year. I’m just speculating, but what that tells me is that those tapes weren’t safe and secure at SST. But then, how could they be if they were constantly moving around from place to place? There are people who look at Ginn as some arch villain and that this was his scheme all along. I don’t think that’s true. Things just got out of hand. I don’t mean to exonerate or make excuses for him. But there’s a good chance that Ginn doesn’t have the masters to all of those records. It wasn’t some Machiavellian plot. Yes, artists signed terrible contracts. But I think that’s just the contract that he had.

Ryan: What’s going on right now, Jim? I know you’re working on a book with Evan Dando.

Jim: Yeah, I have a draft of that I’m getting ready to send to my agent. We’ll see how that goes. I also write fiction. I have a novel in the pipeline that I’m excited about. I’ve been working on it for a very long time. I won’t call it a punk book, but it’s punk adjacent. It’s a dysfunctional, vigilante story with a lot of alcoholics, drug addicts and a couple punk rockers in it. It’s called Make It Stop and it’s coming out on Rare Bird Books in February of 2023.

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Consuelo’s Diary

We received family portraits from Oscar and Mercedes and Ramon and Esther and their children. Oscar and Mercedes’ oldest, Dolores, is almost Héctor’s age and looks quite like I did as a girl. They also have two younger children, Pedro and Esperanza. Mercedes has quite a talent for making dresses for the girls out of chicken feed sacks!

Ramon and Esther have the twins, Ruth and Judith, who look so alike that it’s hard to tell them apart, except Esther dresses Judy in pink and Ruthie in purple. Their youngest, Leonard, recently reached grade-school age. All their children look so much like their father!

I look at their families and then I look at mine, our little unconventional small family, with such fondness. But it hasn’t felt right just leaving Mamá by herself, so I invited her to move in with us. It was hard for her to sell the childhood home, where she’d spent many years with Father. But when I talk to Mamá, she assures me that she is very happy with the loving and large family she has built and all seven of her grandchildren. She feels she has finally completed her life’s goal.

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Album #778 Joey Ramone And The Huntingtons: Live At CBGB’s EP (2021)

Limited edition of total 500 copies on black vinyl.

Performed live at CBGB's, December 1999.

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djfalkorock · 6 years ago

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2019-03-11 @huntingtonsusa #huntingtons my first steps into the world of @ramones #ramones #punkrock #music meeting @markyramoneofficial on tour back in 2000 too! <3 #flashback #goodolddays #djfalkorock #djiing #djlife #karlrockstadtarchives (hier: Leipzig, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bu3_wJdnJ3s/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ijs4oc5igatx

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julessworldd · 4 years ago

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Little Rose part 1

Request? No, just something that came to mind and thought it was a good fic idea. Finally got out of rut in writing again.

Summary: Janie is Axl’s sister, who ran away with him to L.A. and lives with him and Izzy. She is close with Axl and Izzy, until Duff auditions for Guns n’ Roses.The pair slowly fall in love, at least that’s what Janie thought for a while. Duff gets married to Mandy, His and Janie’s relationship starts to go south. This will be a series, not sure how many parts. Warings: Angst, fluff, little smut, drugs/alcohol mentioned, fighting/arguing. As always enjoy!

LA was the land of dreams, some who make it and others’ who simply failed and ended up broke. My brother, Axl and his band made it huge and living their dream. Remember when we first came to L.A. off the bus, Axl was on a mission to find his best friend, Izzy. Took us two weeks until we found that skinny, dark-headed, Keith Richards knock off in Huntington Beach. I really missed those honey brown eyes and tight hugs from the fucker. Izzy was always like a brother to me back in Indiana still is to this day.

“Axl, are you sure this is it?”, I asked huffing.

“Yes! Janie, now come on. I know you’ve missed Izzy just as much as I have.”, Axl groaned, pulling me behind him.

“He’s not here, Bill”, I whined as Axl opened a door.

Sure enough, Izzy was licking a joint about to light up. “Izzy” I ran and tackled him down. “Janie!”, Axl yelled. “This fucker had me looking for you for weeks. I’m so happy to see you, Iz!”, I grinned pulling Izzy up. “Thought I could live without seeing those blue doe eyes of yours. Guess not”, Izzy smiled. “Whatever, Gypsy”, I rolled my eyes as he walked over to Axl.

Finally, those two made a band and was serious about getting new bandmates. Traci was cool, but something was missing from the band. “Izzy, what about this guy. Duff McKagan, bass player, punkrock, metal for a music taste?”, Axl asked. “Why not, call the fucker”, Izzy said lighting his cigarette. A couple hours later, the doorbell rang, “Janie, get that please”, Izzy yelled. I opened the door to see a Ramones’ T-shirt, “Wow, you’re tall. Are you Duff?” “Yeah, that’s me. Are you Izzy?”, Duff asked. “God no”, Izzy said walking into the room. “Fuck off, Jeff” I moved to let Duff in. “Bass player, huh?” I asked as I was checking him out. “Yeah, just started. And you are?”, Duff smirked. “Singer’s little sister, band’s bodyguard, name’s Janie” I said standing next to Izzy. “Don’t you have a kitchen or something”, Axl pulled me away from Izzy. “Axl, sorry for Janie bothering you” “She wasn’t, I have seven siblings”, Duff said unclipping his case. “Damn, I thought three was a lot,'' I said, stealing Izzy’s cigarette case.

Later on, Steven and Slash came into the band. Duff got them a gig in Seattle at a party of a friend of his. They took over the Sunset Strip like a storm, got signed fast. Duff and I got closer, if Axl knew he would kill Duff. A knock tore me from my thoughts, “Coming” I opened the door to Duff standing there with a bottle of vodka, “I’ve not touched you yet” “Shut up and get in here. God, someone is gonna see you!”, I pulled him in. “Afraid someone is gonna tell him”, Duff smirked. “Yeah and it will be your ass who will be six feet under”, I said, locking the door. “Forget about your brother, come let’s drink”, Duff pulled me to the couch. “Here”, He handed me the bottle, after placing me on his lap. Soon enough, clothes were being scattered around the apartment, rough kisses against the wall.

“Duff, move baby”, I whined as he lined himself up to my entrance.

Duff’s hips were thrusting in and out at fast pace, “Oh fuck, right there”, I moaned. “You’re so fucking tight, Janie”, Duff threw his head back before kissing my neck. Duff laid next to me after, getting a towel to clean us up. “Do you mind if I crash here?”, Duff asked. “You know I don’t, Duff” I yawned. “Come here”, Duff pulled me into his chest and threw the blanket over us. “What the hell!”, Izzy yelled, making Duff and I jump. “Shit, hi Izzy”, Duff raised up looking at Izzy. “Don’t hi Izzy me. How fucking long have you been screwing my baby sister?”, Izzy yelled. “You’re not even related”, Duff sighed. “Duff, not now. After, you guys came back from Seattle from that mini tour.” I said looking down, not wanting to see Izzy’s evil eyes. “That’s been almost two years ago. Janie, does Axl know?”, Izzy asked. “No”, I mumbled. “Janie, I couldn’t hear you”, Izzy said calmer. “No, he doesn’t. We haven’t put labels on it”, I sighed. “You better fucking tell him, before he walks in like I did.” Izzy walked out. “Izzy!” I yelled. “I’m still here, you big ass baby”, Izzy yelled from the kitchen. “Stay here, I’m gonna go talk to him”, I threw a pair of shorts and Duff’s shirt on. “Izzy, can we talk?” I leaned on the living room wall. “Kinda why I’m still here”, Izzy said rolling his eyes. “Look, if I knew what it was. I would have told you and Axl”, I said, nuzzling myself to his ribs. “No, you wouldn’t have. And you know you wouldn’t, Janie don’t lie”, Izzy said annoyed. “First off, fuck you, Isbell! You don’t know what I would have done, if Duff and I were together. I don’t even know what the fuck we are, so stay out of my business!”, I pushed away. “Fine, I’ll fuck off. When he drops your ass for a groupie, don’t come crying to me, like you did with Chris. See ya never!”, Izzy stormed out. Duff had seen where Izzy yelled at me. I wanted to cry, I hate being yelled at and especially by someone I love so much. Izzy was the older brother, who saw the good in me and wanted me safe. Axl was protective, a little too much, but he means well and loves me. “Hey, it's okay. Izzy didn’t have his fix, you could see it in his eyes. Janie, please don’t cry.”, Duff walked over.

“What are we?”, I looked at him with tear filled eyes. “I don’t know, we never put labels on it. You’re a good girl, I like being around you and enjoy what we have.”, Duff rubbed my back. “So Izzy was right, you would fuck another girl. You don’t actually love me, you’re a musician. I should have known after Chris to stay the hell away from rockstars. Get out!” I pushed him away. “Janie, I’m not Chris”, Duff said hurt. “I said get out! Don’t you know how to fucking listen? Out, McKagan!” I stood up. “Fine, you’re just like your fucking brother anyways. And yeah maybe I will find another girl. She might even be a groupie or a stripper, I’ll decide in the car!” Duff got in my face. “Good. Hope she gives you herpes!” I pushed. “Fucking Rose attitude”, He shoved me back. “Get the fuck out!”, I yelled as he slammed the door.

A picture frame fell from the impact

It was a picture of Axl and I, after he got a new car after the record deal. I was on the hood and had Axl between my legs as I hugged his chest from behind. He was looking up at me with that famous smirk of his.

I really need my big brother now

#duff mckagan x reader #duff mckagan fanfic #Axl's little sister is the mini verison of him #Izzy being the big brother character makes my heart grow #axl rose x reader #izzy stradlin x reader

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This is the beginning of one of the large hand-colored scrolls attributed to the influential 15th-century English alchemist George Ripley (c.1415 - 1490), Canon of Bridlington Priory, Yorkshire. This beautiful 16th-century example is from the Huntington Library in California.

It opens with the image of an alchemist, possibly Hermes Trismegistus or maybe the philosopher Aristotle, standing by an alchemical vessel. In the scroll-work around the alchemist’s head we read ‘That Ferment changes the Stone which colors all things’ (Fermentum Variat Lapidem Qui Cuncta Colorat), meaning the alchemist works on fermenting the Philosopher’s Stone, which then transmutes metals. For example ‘coloring’ silver so that it becomes gold. We also learn that ‘The Hidden Stone is buried in a secret source’ (Est Lapis Occultus Secreto Fonte Speultus).

At the top of the glass vessel, which is a rather stylized ‘Pelican’ with arms at the top for recondensing the evaporated liquid, we read about the necessity to circulate the four elements, in order to purify them: ‘Ye must make Water of ye Earth & Earth of ye Ayre & Ayre of ye Fier & Fyer of ye Earth.’ Inside the vessel we see feather rising upwards, representing volatile spirits rising to the top of the vessel and blood-red drops falling downwards from the top of the vessel, where they have condensed. These are labelled respectively ‘Spiritus’ and ‘Anima’, the Spirit and Soul of the Stone.

In their midst we see a toad, whose death, ensuing blackness, color changes to red and white, and the transformation of its venom into medicine, Ripley describes in a famous dream-vision that you can read in Elias Ashmole’s Theatrum Chemicum Britannicum (1652).

In the main body of the vessel we see a central roundel featuring two men holding a book with seven seals (an obvious allusion to the book with 7 seals in the Book of Revelation). Each of these seals is connected by a chain to one of the smaller roundels surrounding the central figure. Around the circumference of this central roundel are the repeated words Spirit, Soul and Body.

Vessel #1 (top right going clockwise)

An additional small roundel is not linked by a chain but with a strap bearing the words ‘Primal Matter’ and this must be the first of the sequence of transformation of a naked male and female couple (perhaps Adam and Even or Gabricius and Beya) representing the matter of the Elixir or Stone, its elemental qualities, warmth, moisture, and so forth. He is linked to the sun and she the Moon (it’s black because the silver tarnished). He is being stabbed or beaten by a bearded man in a blue tunic and she is being crushed by a woman in red wielding a hammer. Some alchemical works (like the dream visions of Zosimus) literally speak of the torment of the metals and this seems to be taking place here. The tortured man is with a mercurial dragon while the woman is with both a red and a green lion. A bird flying above his head represents the release and sublimation of his spirit or soul. In the background is the Tree of the Philosophers. Around the circumference we read again ‘Spirit, Soul, Body’ plus the words ‘Leo Rubens (Rubeus) Viridis (Red & Green Lion).

Vessel #2

‘The soule forsooth is his Sulpher not breninge’. So here we have a male Sulphur as the Soul, but it is not the common burning Sulphur. After being ‘prepared’ for the alchemical work (presumably grounding in a mortar and pestle), the male and female ingredients are put in a sealed cucurbit watched over by 4 Franciscan friars, to undergo ‘Solutio’. In Ripley’s book, ‘The Twelve Gates’, he writes of 12 different alchemical processes, starting with the Calcination (burning) and ending with Projection, when the Stone works on other substances. The second stage or Gate is Solution, which dissolves ‘into water which wets no hand.’ Every metal was once water and this was water they turn back to water. These bodies slowly dissolve in a pale, greenish water and a bird flies up toward the top of the vessel, the vapors or spirits rising until they cool and descend as drops of liquid.

Vessel #3

Now we just have 3 friars and the words around the image are ‘A calido & Humido Primo Ex illis Pasce quoniam debilis sum’ (Because I am weak I am first fed from the hot and wet). There are still 2 figures in the vessel and there are flames of blood-red drops raining down; on the sides of the glass we see a dark color, presumably connected with the word ‘blacke’ on the furnace, connecting it with Nigredo and putrefaction. The glass vessel also has a different top, an alembic and from its spout issue a tiny figure and a white bird, representing the spirit and soul of matter. They float over 3 smaller sealed vessels containing transparent liquid, probably distilled from the vessel on the furnace.

Vessel #4

Now the Alembic from the top has been removed and the vessel has been sealed again and it looks like 3 young friars have been left to attend to the eqperiment. The liquid looks transparent but the vessel is darker, hence the word ‘blacker’ on the furnace. Now there are 2 white birds with the couple, one ascending from the woman, the other descending to the man. In this image there are two glass flasks on the right, one with a small human figure on top, the other with a white bird, respectively soul and spirit extracted. The surrounding text states, ‘& Leniter digestus Animatus sum exalta me grossioribus’ (& gnetly digested I am animated, exalt me above coarser things.)

Vessel #5

‘Exalto Sepera subtilia me ut posim Reducere ad Simplex.’ (When I am exalted, separate the subtle things from me so that I may be reduced to the pure/unmixed.) Here we have 4 people again, with the vessel still closed, its walls still darker, with the words ‘& blacker’ on the furnace. This use of ‘Black, blacker & blacker’ in three images must surely be an allusion to the phrase ‘Black, Blacker than Black’ (Nigrum nigrius nigro) from Ramon Lull’s Compendium Quintae Essentiae. Inside the vessel the woman appears to be either standing between the man’s legs or fusing with him. The 2 birds are still ascending and descending as before, with red liquid dripping down. The friar on the right is clearly holding an empty flask. Have the contents been added to the main vessel or been used elsewhere?

Vessel #6

‘Sitio Deficio Pota Me Me Albifica’ (I thirst, I run out/fail, drink me, whiten me). The crowd is growing, with 5 friars enthusiastically watching the experiment, presumably not just because the vessel now only contains a naked, long-haired blonde. One figure is holding an upright flask containing liquid. The woman in the sealed vessel is standing upright, facing left, in transparent liquid, but with the vessel walls blackened. Large red drops fall from above. After the previous references to the blackness of the nigredo (and accompanying purification), now the word on the furnace is ‘White’, and we seem to have moved to the washing stage of Albedo or Whiteness.

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