Met w Andy to discuss Dave who I am still researching for the longer graduate school story. He did much that was disturbing and evil and I wanted to see if others could recount stories for me. Andy gave me a lot to think about, back then some called him Guts, others called him Dino. So many high school drug deal rip offs, McKinnon selling shoe polish to one guy and another bought 100 hits of blotter but it was just 100 felt marker dots. No ombudsman in high school. I was surprised to hear him say Dave loved Birdland and George Benson’s Breezin’. That makes my prerogative slightly more difficult because I adored those records. I prefer not having anything in common with Dave but that’s the thing about the art business, whether songs or stories. Controlling the outcome will ruin arriving somewhere powerful. If I have to show some love for Dave it’s worth it if the story goes somewhere surprising me as much as the reader.
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