Over this past year the Lounge Lizards have been one of the most celebrated new groups on the New York club scene. New-wave fans took immediately to the band's carefully manicured '40s style and thought saxophonist-leader John Lurie's witty amalgam of Thelonius Monk, Henry Mancini and a host of bop-era influences was a cute joke fitted well to their outfits.
Your motions have been denied and your writs have been rejected. The judge has finally stopped his finagling and you, your codefendant and all the indicted coconspirators are all semiunder control. You're now ready for the jury trial. Oddly enough only 10 percent of the cases brought before the bench ever get this far.
THE ULTIMATE SMOKE.The ultimate toke.I don't know how many times certain overenthusiastic growers or smokers have approached the Connoisseur and offered him a taste of something they claim to be the ne plus ultra of super primo weed. Nothing else like it on earth.
THE FINAL COUNTDOWN TO launch the fateful year 1984 on schedule began last spring in the state of Texas. continued on page 25 continued from page 19 Legislators in Austin last March designed and passed a model law empowering police to spy on any individual or organization in the state, while simultaneously a U.S. senator from Texas proposed a federal law that would empower police to seize any private property in the country.
EVEN THE TINY AFRIcan republic of Togo is getting into the act. Clearly Unfazed by the endless succession of natural calamities visited on their land by the American newscasters of Second City Television, the government of Togo last summer sent a delegate to the Unit ed Nations Commission on Narcotic Drugs to seek guidance in dealing with cannabis smuggling.
FOR SEVERAL YEARS, THE Guajira Peninsula has been known as the most lawless region in all of Colombia. During the 1970s it became the most active and productive area on planet earth for marijuana growing and smuggling, but it was also overrun with every variety of crime.
NARCS SCORE 'LUDES, COKE, POT AT EL DORADO INTERNATIONAL
DESPITE THE RETIREMENT of the military from drug enforcement here, smugglers have not enjoyed smooth sailing. The Antinarcotics Group of the attorney general's office has been grabbing impressive quantities of methaqualone and coke—and some pot—mostly at El Dorado International Airport.
BELLINGHAM BUST CLIMAXES IN HONDURAN FREIGHTER CHASE
AUTHORITIES HAD EYES for a bigger haul than they finally confiscated in the lateJuly bust of an off-loading operation in the border waters around Bellingham, Washington. In initial reports, a spokesperson for the task force of federal and local narcs involved in the investigation claimed an impressive 40 tons of Colombo, but over the next few days the official figures dwindled to a mere 18 tons, virtually all of which was taken from one heavyladen, 65-foot trawlei; the Tiki, of Norwegian regist4ry.
ACCORDING TO A FEDERAL judge in California, U.S. Customs has been exceeding its authority in investigating drug cases ever since the Drug Enforcement Administration was chartered to take over narcotics enforcement way back in 1973. In a decision that could conceivably void numerous drug cases brought by Customs over the last eight years, U.S. district judge Raul Ramirez tossed a hashish smuggling case out of court, agreeing with the defense that Customs no longer has any authority to pursue violators of drug laws beyond border areas.
An American businessman approaches two Europeans on a train. “Do you want to get high?” They smile broadly, and he fires up a joint. The scene has been played thousands of times, only the location is new. It’s not Amtrak or Eurail, it’s the People’s Republic of China.
CAME FROM THE SEA IN sealed metal cans, and nobody—at least, nobody who’s talking—knows how much of it there was, but this primo Thai sinsemilla brought windfall profits toatleastafew California beachcombers. When the reportedly wonderful flotsam began washing up on the beaches at Sea Ranch in early June, local authorities and Coast Guardsmen in helicopters rapidly raked in 86 100pound galvanized cans of the stuff.
THE RUSSIANS ARE TRYING IT'S to bury us in marijuana It's an insidious scheme they've been working on for years. They want to lull us into complacency by stoning us out, and then, as we all sit toked to the gills listening to the Grateful Dead, they'll launch their ICBMs, and...
IN JAMAICA, WHERE ODD RASTA RAP AND horse-cock spliffs are a way of life, they call the sinsemilla “lamb’s bread.” And the recent penetration of this delicately structured and sweetly scented herb into the mainland market demonstrates vividly how a particular type of marijuana cuts itself a piece of the national stash pie.
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Remember "Stop That Train", the great reggae song that helped put the Wailers on the map in the '70s? If the song makes you think of Bob Marley, you've made a big mistake, because the man who wrote and arranged the tune, then played virtually all the instruments on it to boot, was Peter Tosh.
It has been suggested that the GNP is perhaps not the best indicator of how well we are doing as a society since it tells us nothing about the Quality of Our Lives... but, is this something worth dwelling upon as we grovel our way along in the general direction of the 21st century?
In 1932, when Al Capone packed up to vacate his Florida beach house for the last time—he was about to relocate to a federal prison on a tax-evasion rap—he gave away his prize pair of whippets to a neighbor and fellow dog lover, the owner of a small villa just across the bay from Capone's.
IT IS MAYBE ELEVEN-THIRTY OF A WEDNESDAY NIGHT, AND I AM standing at the corner of Forty-eighth Street and Seventh Avenue, thinking about my blood pressure, which is a proposition I never before think much about. In fact, I never hear of my blood pressure before this Wednesday afternoon when I go around to see Doc Brennan about my stomach, and he puts a gag on my arm and tells me that my blood pressure is higher than a cat's back, and the idea is for me to be careful about what I eat, and to avoid excitement, or I may pop off all of a sudden when I am least expecting it.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Abbie Hoffman and I am currently a prisoner in the Downstate Penitentiary in Upstate New York doing 1 to 3 years on a coke rap. For 16 years, while posing as civil-rights and antiwar subversive, I was in reality one of the biggest coke dealers selling to Hollywood celebrities.
ALL OVER THE WORLD PEOPLE grow and use stimulant plants. Many of these plants owe their properties to caffeine or drugs closely related to caffeine. Europeans and Americans consume great amounts of coffee, tea, chocolate and cola. Argentines drink yerba maté, an infusion of leaves of a holly.
DOPE IS NOT THE BASIS OF HUMAN EVOLUTION BY MERE CHANCE. According to the most widely accepted modern view, termed the Big Bong Theory the universe was born when whirling expanses of seething gases, carrying the germs of life, congealed into the concentrated masses we now call stars and planets.
IN THE LAST decade, California marijuana has become a billion-dollar industry. Although most growers produce only enough growers marijuana to augment their personal use, others manage to produce a surplus sufficient to support their rural lifestyle.
Call her Collette. She's the "living doll" adding the Gothic touch to the scene. In the world of this odd and dangerously funny artist, it makes perfect sense for her Manhattan loft to be a backdrop for her most familiar role. Collette's art is always some kind of performance, and she frequently pops up as part of the show.
Whether you're a devotee of Warm Art or just can't resist a well turned out body the phantasmagoric images on these pages are sure to prick your fantasies. They're the creations of Spider Webb, foremost practitioner of the fine art of tattooing as well as its premier huckster.
All that glitters is not gold, or even flake, but here's the genuine article. The solid gold 14K straw pendant is studded with a three-point diamond— the only real rock you're likely to have ($200, ppd.). Also in 14K gold is the clip pendant, so chic you can hang it around your neck instead of your keychain ($100 ppd., specify one initial letter). Both designed by Kevin Gast. New Image Studio, Inc., P.O. Box 1515, Ansonia Station, New York, NY 10023.
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Nobody wants The Law to come peeping through keyholes or otherwise violating our Fourth Amendment right to privacy. Here's an excellent little guide that will show you how to uphold the Constitution even when the cops don't. Marijuana: Your Legal Rights ought to be required reading; since it isn't, we'll have to talk you into it. And reading this book is a pleasure indeed. In clear and sometimes downright witty prose, with lots of case examples and self-help tips for staying out of harm's way the author leads you through the pitfalls of investigation and loopholes of jurisprudence. When can double-parking lead to a bust for possession? See chapter 8. Can a grand jury indict you after granting you user's immunity? Study chapter 12. Also included is a state-by-state listing of marijuana penalties. The author is Richard Jay Moller, a staff attorney for the U.S. Court of Appeals in San Francisco who really knows his way around the Bill of Rights. You need this book even if you never touch the stuff. Addison Wesley/Nolo Press (Readington, Mass., 1981), paper-back, $6.95.
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Two years ago he was the hottest jazz drummer in New York. He retreats to Maine for an extended stay. We next run into him in a Manhattan tenement. "We're making dolphin music," he says, tongue held firmly in cheek. "Have you seen my new toy?" He hands us the Casio VL-Tone. Frankly we don't know if we're supposed to figure our taxes or take a solo. Aside from being certifiably hip, what is this thing? A calculator cum synthesizer, that's what. Depending on how you set it, it produces the tone of a piano, violin, flute, guitar or— by controlling the attack and sustain yourself—a sound that exists only in your head. You get a choice of ten "Auto-Rhythms"— sort of like a pocket Rhythm Ace. There's also a melody playback feature, and a memory to store your opus in progress. List price is $69.95, at retail outlets. From Casio.
The controversial neutron bomb has been in full-scale production for months by the U.S. Defense Department, though it is still difficult to sell our West European allies on the virtues of the product. Hailed as a crowning testament to American technological ingenuity the enhanced-radiation device kills living things but leaves property intact.
Skunk (June 13-July 15) Don't listen to them, they lie. They're all in on the plot, see? Just pretend to believe them, for the time being. Bide your time. Porpoise (July 15-Aug. 12) Why bother? Nothing's going to change in the space of a month anyway.
The atmosphere at the Pentagon is one of steadily increasing hustle and frenzy as the year draws to a close. Seasoned insiders can scarcely remember a time since the Vietnam War when section bosses were more wrought up with tension, or when the lines of squabbling civilian-defense contractors were no longer before the appropriations offices.
The other day one of my younger aides brought to my attention a book by a Mr. George Orwell called On the Road to Wigan Pier. I doubt many of our readers here today have ever heard of such a book—even though it ran injected with pernicious 1930-style communism.
174 I DO NOT TAKE DRUGS-I AM drugs. Salvador Dali 175 PRINCE IN PETTiCOATS/SENSATION al arrest of a king~s cousin/Co came episode in life of adventure/f From Our Own Correspondent.) PARIS, SATURDAY-Attired as a woman, and accompanied by three men friends, Prince Louis Orleans de Bourbon, son of the Infanta Eulalia of Spain, and cousin of King Alfonso, has just been arrested in a room at the Hotel Villa Real, Santo Antonio, near the Spanish frontier.
The first movie I ever saw (at the tender age of three) was Walt Disney's Cinderella—and sent me screaming from the theater, fleeing down the center aisle as if the hot breath of hell were scorching my neck. It was something about that big, pink, evil-looking cat, Lucifer, purring away licking his chops and sending out bloodcurdling vibrations of malice; he scared the literal shit out of me.
A couple of years back ZZ Top pulled a celebrated disappearing act when they quit on the heels of a mammoth worldwide tour that smashed box-office records around the globe. After a three-year hiatus the Tops came storming back with Degüello, an album that slow-burned the band's powerhouse rhythms to a fatback crawl.