Megalomaniac? It never occurred to me that I was also building up a mass of resentment out there, and it was building daily waiting to get me and my baby back, Big Time once I fucked up in any way. We didn’t ever even try to keep the mystique once we we were out there. We flaunted every lascivious and brilliant detail. And what a story... like the most exciting film you’re ever gonna see. Like Tarantino with Pulp Fiction I never once thought I should keep something in reserve for the sequel. I gave it everything, every last bullet... like Al Pacino in the closing stages of Scarface. You think it can’t fail, we were too big, too strong, too brilliant.....
And I had a UK tour to play. Press at fever pitch everyone wanted to see this band and we were selling out everywhere. As JSP said to me at the time, It was the first time she’d been out with someone more famous than her.
The Sputnik monster, UltraVixens, Tabloid Journalists in tow, went on the road. What a colorful circus we were. Ready to Roar.
On the Second date of the tour the catch phrase of UltraViolence/ Designer Violence became all to real. We were booked to play at Reading University and those students were ready to explain to me why I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was... with bottles. The gig was like that scene in the Battle of Hastings when the archers arrows come over in waves, except these were bottles. Out of the dry ice and smoke came bottles raining down. It was hard to play and tempers were fraying. But you love us right?