Dale Bozzio convicted of animal cruelty
Hoodoo
year in jail
Rock icon and former Playboy Bunny Dale Bozzio has been convicted of
animal cruelty in Ossipee, N.H.
March 19, 2009 at 6:28 AM
OSSIPEE, N.H. —
http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/nationworld/2008886688_aprockercharged.html
Rock icon and former Playboy Bunny Dale Bozzio has been convicted of
animal cruelty in Ossipee, N.H.
Police say 12 cats had to be put down after being found in Bozzio's
home last year.
Bozzio had pleaded not guilty to several misdemeanor counts of animal
cruelty. She was convicted of one count last week. The judge wrote
prosecutors' decision not to specifically identify each dead animal in
the formal charges proved "fatal" for all but one charge.
The 54-year-old singer is expected to be sentenced next week in
District Court for Southern Carroll County. She faces up to a year in
jail and a $2,000 fine.
Bozzio fronted the 1980s band Missing Persons and performed with
rocker Frank Zappa. She still tours and released a solo album this
year.
Information from: The Conway Daily Sun,
http://www.mountwashingtonvalley.com
Biffy the Elephant Shrew
Your pal,
Biffy the Elephant Shrew
Digital Larry
cats living with her, 15 at least.
I went in there just ONCE and BLAM I musta jumped back even further
than had I been under the influence of some voodoo butter underpants.
This lady also had a dried frog nailed to her front door, so in
retrospect, she musta been a WITCH!
She turned me into a newt. But I got better.
The old geezer
wrote:
> Damn, that's sad.
>
> Your pal,
> Biffy the Elephant Shrew
Why?
TOG
Biffy the Elephant Shrew
> On Mar 19, 2:50 pm, Biffy the Elephant Shrew <biffysh...@aol.com>
> wrote:
>
> > Damn, that's sad.
>
Because I give a damn about Dale Bozzio. It's not like I exactly
followed her career avidly, mind you, but I liked Missing Persons, and
of course I love Thing-Fish and Joe's Garage. And it seems she's
turned into the typical Crazy Cat Lady. The Crazy Cat Lady is not
cruel to her pets out of malice. She loves them. But she's so fucked
up in the head that she doesn't understand the harm she's doing to
them by keeping them in disgusting, overcrowded conditions. And it's
sad to me that Dale Bozzio, who was funny and cute and bawdy and I
liked her, is evidently that fucked up.
The old geezer
TOG
computeruser
What I find as an additional source of saddness is that you had to
explain it. It shows me how far we've gone down hill back when I was
growing up there was a real thing called "Common Sense" it actualy
used to be "Common"!!! Now it just an antiquaited phrase that is still
in use for something that once was.
Damn, That's sad. The meaning should be obvious.
Frunobulax
pass:
"when I was growing up there was a real thing called "Common Sense" it
actualy used to be "Common"!!!"
Bullshit. Not if you were living among humans it wasn't.
We are, were, always have been and, until we evolve past this
particular iteration, will remain a cruel, greedy, short-sighted,
selfish, dim pack of idiots.
No amount of wishful thinking or harebrained reminiscence can change
that.
Piper
> We are, were, always have been and, until we evolve past this
> particular iteration, will remain a cruel, greedy, short-sighted,
> selfish, dim pack of idiots.
I resemble that remark!
computeruser
Its good thing misery loves company!
We've got some great Blues music to get us through.
Is the glass full or do see it as half empty?
Bill
<1999346b-e924-43c5...@d7g2000prl.googlegroups.com>,
I agree, it's sad.
Also, I notice no mention in the news stories of the child she was
carrying at Zappa's Universe. who would be 17 now Looking on-line, I
did find out that some time during the 1990's, it appears that Dale was
going by the name Dale Bozzio-McKenzie.
Frunobulax
I am an optimistic person - but also a realistic person. I don't sugar
coat things because doing so only blinds one to the work needing to be
done.
I see a glass. Damn that's a tasty beverage - but it needs to be
topped off. You gonna do it or are you waiting for someone else to?
That's the real question.
Big Al
Yeah, that's kinda where I'm at on this.
Big Al
Yeah, cut me off a slice o' that.
Big Al
What name was she going by when she was a Playboy bunny?
Yesterdays Wafflez
From: bigalt...@yahoo.com (Big Al) Wrote:
What name was she going by when she was a Playboy bunny?
Miss Wascally Wabbit?
Y.W.
Bill
Big Al <bigalt...@yahoo.com> wrote:
Her maiden name is Consalvi. I do not what name she gave Playboy.
Les Cargill
Twice as big as it needs to be!
--
Les Cargill
Les Cargill
So where do I rent a nice French bomb?
--
Les Cargill
Charles Ulrich
<a74f8ca8-b715-4293...@z1g2000yqn.googlegroups.com>,
computeruser <cyra...@juno.com> wrote:
> Is the glass full or do see it as half empty?
I ordered a cheeseburger!
Strictly Commercial
>
> So where do I rent a nice French bomb?
>
In France.
R
Mike Pierry
Be sure to return it when you're done. Preferably in the original wrapper.
computeruser
The one with the Cal Shenkel art work?
Dave Wilcher
Obi & Inner.
dave
--
A patriot must always be ready to defend his country against his
government. - Edward Abbey
Martin Gregorie
Free peter suck if returned in good condition.
--
martin@ | Martin Gregorie
gregorie. | Essex, UK
org |
Frunobulax
Yesterdays Wafflez
sevr...@aol.com (Frunobulax) Wrote:
I think I went to school with a guy named Peter Suck ...
I went to school with a kid named Frank Pharter! Also knew a girl
Tondalina Lipschitz!
thanz,
Y.W.
NP: Treatise on Cosmic Fire by Todd
ND: Capt. M's Tattoo & Shasta Cola
David Z
news:8ef3c370-21e8-4d58...@r31g2000prh.googlegroups.com...
>I think I went to school with a guy named Peter Suck ...
I went to school with a guy named Mike Hunt. The odd thing was, he never
showed up for class.
Bill
Bill <bill...@invalid.invalid> wrote:
The name of the child is Troy.
I found an interesting interview with Dale, it's the second story on the
page -
<http://www.worcestermag.com/archives/2004/11-18-04/current/ande_music.sh
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computeruser
> In article <billflynn-F8D759.07461420032...@feeder.motzarella.org>,
>
>
>
> Bill <billfl...@invalid.invalid> wrote:
> > In article
> > <1999346b-e924-43c5-a48f-ee2e03a15...@d7g2000prl.googlegroups.com>,
Missing Persons found at The Lucky Dog
By Charlene Arsenault
It’s hard to know where to start after an interview like this.
Chatting, for two hours, with a character like Dale Bozzio is like
getting wrapped up in a long, winding barroom tale with a colorful
local. Bozzio, who led the New Wave band Missing Persons through a
short stint of popularity in the ’80s, hardly comes across as a former
pop star grappling to relive the high times.
She rambles and swings in and out of time periods. She’s got a gruff,
strong Boston accent full of emotion. She cries, screams and cracks up
during the interview. It’s a blast — it’s got to be a blast of a
show.
What you can gather from Bozzio right now are a few things: she’s
thankful for everything that’s happened to her (and she’s got too many
stories for this page), she misses her old band, and she loves and
misses Frank Zappa dearly. Bozzio has been working on a book for the
past few years about her friendship with Zappa, who she all but calls
her muse. “Because he died and I love him so much,” says Bozzio, “I
don’t want his graciousness to be forgotten. Without him, I wouldn’t
have had a voice or knew I knew how to sing.”
It seems serendipity had a stronghold on Bozzio’s life. By her
account, she left for L.A. in 1976. A pose in Playboy got her an
invite to Hugh Heffner’s mansion, and perhaps future jobs. “I was
Playboy Bunny of Boston that year,” says Bozzio (then Consalvi). “That
shows how old I am. Well, Heffner called me to the mansion, and when I
got there, I was so afraid of Hugh that I wouldn’t walk up the stairs
to talk to him. I asked him to come down and said I was scared. He
kept waving me up and I ran away.”
Bozzio darted off, headed for a nearby friend’s studio, and said she
heard music coming from the warehouse. The sound pulled her to the
door, she knocked, and when it flung open Frank Zappa stood there.
(She had met Zappa four years prior when she climbed through a
bathroom window at The Music Hall in Boston to see him, and they hung
out that night together.)
“When I opened the door and Frank was standing there,” says Bozzio,
“he said, ‘What are you doing from Boston!?’ He said, ‘How could I
forget you — with that voice and accent you’ll be a household word.’”
She stayed in L.A. and got a job recording on Zappa’s Joe’s Garage
album. He hooked her up with guitarist Warren Cuccurullo, bassist
Patrick O’Hearn and drummer Terry Bozzio, who later became Dale’s
husband. With pressure and encouragement from Zappa, the band formed
Missing Persons and recorded an EP. That led to a deal with Capitol
and Spring Session M with hits as “Mental Hopscotch,” “Destination
Unknown,” “Walking in LA,” “Words” and “Windows.” They had two more,
ending with Color of Your Life in ‘86, when Capitol was unhappy with
the band, and Terry and Dale’s marriage was ending.
The original band has only gotten together for one brief tour in
memory of Zappa in 2000. Terry and Dale rarely speak. Today, Bozzio
holes up in her mom’s country house with her two sons, Shane and Troy.
She’s studying online every night to earn her degree in animal
science. She wants to be a vet tech, or something like that. She only
occasionally books gigs, for special occasions or if the right
opportunity creeps up. And while she says she’s never sounded better,
fans shouldn’t expect the plexiglass bra.
“You’ll be blown away,” she says. “I sing like a **%$* bird and I’ve
had a lot of practice now. I’ve been doing this a long time. Now I
believe I can sing. After my career blew by I believe I can sing. I’m
good. I have good and bad days. I feel everything. I miss Terry and
Warren terribly. I wish we could be together.”
Expect Bozzio’s book out soon, and in it there will be a free disc of
new music. “In this day and age, you can download it anyway,” says
Bozzio. “So who the #$^^@ cares? Quit the greed. This is art. I don’t
worry about the bank. I just think, ‘Well, I’ve got two arms and legs.
Hey, I hope it snows. I’ll shovel.’”
"Uncut:" Our interview with Dale Bozzio of Missing Persons - Nov. 10,
2004
WM - So tell me about the new show.
DB - Basically, it’s just me. The only one left of the real Missing
People is me. Terry is doing his own thing with drum clinics. Warren
was in Duran Duran and then they broke up and the real Duran Duran is
together. I just went to California and played one of the biggest
shows in a long time. They made this really incredible stage and I
played with Devo, Tears for Fears, The Killers - a whole list of ‘em.
That was a few weeks ago. It was called the K-ROK Inland Invasion.
Devo was great. Flock of Seagulls and Billy Idol were there. Billy was
just amazing. The guy is really all together. Morrissey was supposed
to play but came down with a fever and was rushed out in an
ambulance.
WM – So what have you been up to lately?
DB - I’ve been living in New Hampshire for going on four years. I was
from Medford. I went to Medford High and had a lot of great friends in
Medford. I have a good friend there, Nancy Lee, that I knew since I
was 12. I was going to have her sing some background with me.
Everybody has changed and moved on, but in the intermittent what I’ve
been doing is writing a book. It’s about my relationship with Frank
Zappa and this string in my life that he sewed together. I think
because he died and I love him so much and don’t want his graciousness
to be forgotten. Without him, I wouldn’t have had a voice or knew I
knew how to sing. I ran into Frank on Valentine’s Day 1976. I had gone
to L.A. At the time, in 1976, I was a Playboy Bunny of Boston that
year. That shows how old I am. I’m pushing 50. Heffner called me and
said, "Come to the mansion." I was so afraid of Hugh that I wouldn’t
walk up the flight of stairs to talk to him. I asked him to come down
and I said I’m scared and he kept waving me. I ran away. At the time,
I looked up the stairs and thought, "Oh no." It was so powerful. I
think I’ve always had that problem of people taking me under control.
Frank Zappa had a way of manipulating you, but not controlling you and
dragging the ghosts and the aces of spades out. He’d flip them out of
your brain. You’d be singing these extravagant melodies because he
said he could,
WM - So how did you come to know Frank so well?
When I left the mansion, I got in my car (which I had drive from
Boston to L.A.). I drove to see a friend of mine who was rehearsing. I
thought, I have no money, no job. I looked like a munchkin. I was in
leather and it was 100 degrees. I just heard Zappa’s music playing. I
said, "I will follow that." There was this huge sign and it said "if
you value your life don’t open this door." At that point, I must have
had no value, because I opened the door. I opened the door and Frank
was standing there. He said, "What are you doing from Boston?" When I
was 16, Frank was playing in Boston and it was the Orpheum … no, it
was the Music Hall … that’s the one where they had spotlights out
front. The Mothers of Invention and his movie was out. I was crazy
over Frank. I got totally into his music. I ran to this place and my
friend was the usher there - I went to high school with him. I showed
up with two of my friends. He said, "You won’t believe it. It’s sold
out!" He said, "Go around the side of the building. It’s a fire escape
on the side. Climb to the window and go in and jump on a toilet seat
and go around the corner and you’ll be right near the stage." I turned
around and said, "Sissy. Debby. Let’s go!" We went up and we did it. I
landed on the toilet, opened the door, and Frank Zappa was standing
right there. The string is so deep with Frank. If I knew then what I
know now … I said, "Frank, I’m you’re biggest fan." He turned around
to his bodyguard and said "Give that girl a backstage pass." I said,
"Frank, two more girls are coming." He said, "Smothers, give those
girls backstage passes." The he said, "When we’re done, we’re going
out to eat. Do you have a car?" I said, "Yeah, but I can only keep it
to midnight because I only had a learner’s permit." I drove him home.
I had a Delta 88 Canary convertible. I drove him to the Holiday Inn in
Cambridge. I said, "Frank, I love you so much but I can’t go up there
because I'm a good girl. I have to go home by midnight." He never
forgot. He took me by the shoulders and kissed me on the forehead. He
was a man of not a lot of words.
WM – So he remembered you when you ran into him in LA?
DB - It was four years later when I came back. He said, "How can I
forget you? With that voice and accent, you will be a household word."
I said, "I don’t even know how to sing." He said, "I’m making a record
on Saturday called Joe’s Garage and I’m looking for a girl to play
Mary." Well, I just lost my job with Heffner. He said, "You know, you
got a job, you got one, you start Saturday." The way I talked, with my
accent, he said, "Can you paahhk the cahhh in Hahvid yahhd?"
I always wanted to be a movie star. I thought I’d grow up to be Jeanne
Harlow. I don’t know what happened, I said, "I’ll go for you." I loved
him. I just loved Frank. Frank only ever kissed me on the forehead. I
would never so much look at him other than as our god that reigns
above me. I looked him like a father since the day I met him when I
was 16. He changed my world. When I went in the studio that Saturday,
I became Mary. He made me a household world. He encouraged me. He told
me things about myself that I never chose to believe that I had.
WM – So how’d the whole thing with Missing Persons come together?
DB - That day, when I walked in there, Frank said, "I want you to my
band. First of all, on drums, that’s Terry Bozzio." I looked at Terry,
and I know now he knew that I’d fall in love with him. I said, "Hi
Terry Bozzio." Patrick O’Hearn was in the band, and ended up being my
bass player. Eddie was an incredible violin and keyboard player from
Roxy Music. Then I walked out of there and went to see a friend of
mine, and came back 10 minutes later and saw Terry and walked back up
to him. I thought that we shouldn’t hang around. I wanted to say,
‘Hello, I’m very happy to meet you.’ He said, "You’re a friend a
Frank’s?" I said, "Not a close friend. Frank’s married. How about you
and me have coffee? Do you like boys or girls?" I just didn’t know. He
was an amazing looking fellah. I was just separated. I never cheated
on the boyfriends. I was very prudish and Christian. I always believed
in doing the right thing. I pride myself in being a good person.
That’s all I have.
WM – So when did Missing Persons actually get put together?
DB - Frank looked at me and Terry and Warren Cuccurullo in the living
room one day and said, "You should put the band together and call
yourself the Cute Persons. I’m going to play the Ritz on Halloween,
but you stay here and go in my studio and you go and get Ken Scott. Go
tell him I sent you and I give you three days and you make a record."
We said, "Us make a record? All right. Where does Ken Scott live?"
This was ’79. I climbed over his fence, where Ken Scott was lying down
and getting a tan. I said, "You have to listen to this tape and if you
will produce the record we could use the studio." He said, "OK, come
on." He put his robe on and he played it. It was "Mental Hopscotch"
and "I Like Boys" and something else we made up in the living room. He
said, "This is amazing. Let’s go." We recorded "Destination Unknown,"
"Hello, I love You," "Mental Hopscotch" and "I Like Boys." And so we
made the record. Frank came home, listened to it one time, and said "I
like ‘Mental Hopscotch.’ You’re on your way." He never flinched. He
went back to work. He was very busy with creating and being a genius.
He learned everything at the library.
When he was dying years later, I called him the day CNN announced that
he had cancer. We all were playing at the Ritz. He couldn’t make it.
CNN showed up backstage. I was 8 _ months pregnant with my son Troy.
They announced it, I didn’t know. I love him and he’s my greatest
friend. I thought he’ll write music every second he can stay awake.
That’s what we need from frank. Then he called my hotel room and said
"I can’t make it today – I have good days and bad days. I don’t feel
well enough." But Gail, his wife, came after we finished filming at
the Ritz.
After time went on, Frank called and said, "I’m not well and I’m
dying. I said, "I love you." He said, "I love you, Dale." I thought at
that point that he said he wouldn’t see me again. I said I had to go,
and I continued for the next week and called everyone I knew, from
Todd Rundgren, Johnny Guitar Watson, Duran Duran … they all came and
played. I went to the forum in LA and I went to this woman and said "I
want this room for a forum for Frank’s date." These are the people
that come out of the woodwork. I went to Frank’s house that day and I
went out and had a meeting and his wife sat with me and said, "You
have 45 minutes." She’s very strong. She sat with me and he came out
and he was very sick, thin and grey and I never saw him so weak. I
looked at Frank as I see Hercules and it saddened me deeply. I told
him I got the Forum for his birthday. I said "I talked to them all.
What should I do? I’ll give all the money to your kids." He said "It’s
all right, I’ve secured some things, they’ll be all right." A piece of
me died. Frank got very weak and within the next five days he passed
on. I ran back home to my father. My father died, too. I got hit two
whammies. Two icons of strength,
WM – Sounds like a tough time for you.
DB – Yeah, it’s a heavy heavy time for me, including for Warren and
Terry. We loved him so much that we couldn’t go on. That day when I
sat with him, I said, "who am I going to talk to?" It was all about me
because I was so scared. He had his children and Moon was there. There
was no place for me anymore. I got petrified. I hadn’t talked to Terry
in 11 years. He wouldn’t talk to me anymore. It was Nov. 8, 1999 when
I went to Terry’s drum clinic on Route 9 in Natick and stood in line
and went to tell Terry what Frank said. He had said, "You’re going to
get Terry and Warren and play ‘Mental Hopscotch’ with them and then be
a news reporter. My son Shane came to Terry’s clinic. When terry came
off, Shane said "Hey Terry Bozzio, my mother is Dale and she’s over
there, and do you think you can put Missing Persons back together?"
Terry said, "On that note, I think I’ll sit back down." He sat down
and played like a mental case. Then he sent his roadie out to me to
wait. I waited for terry, and he kissed Troy and Shane, and said "I’m
here for one reason. I saw Frank and he said go and get you and Warren
and play Mental Hopscotch for him." I said, "It’s for Frank and he’s
dead."
WM – So you really hadn’t seen Terry or talked to him for all that
time?
DB - I had tried to get in touch with terry since ’93. I couldn’t find
Terry up until 1999. Finally Terry and Warren called me on Mother’s
Day of 2000 and said, "Let’s go and play for Frank. We played the Roxy
and House of Blues and that’s the last time the band was together.
Terry walked out and then said something I’ll never forget. He said,
"Dale, it’s all about you. It’s always been all about you," and he
walked away. I haven’t talked to him since.
WM – Have you ever tried to get them together again? It must have felt
great to get the old band together.
DB - After they said no more, I said how can I just drop this. Every
time I think of Frank I want to play "Mental Hopscotch." There is
something also inside that keeps saying to get Terry and get Warren
and make another Missing Persons record. There are no people like the
three of us together. Then I went back to House of Blues in LA, and me
and Warren tried to put a band together. But without Terry, it’s a
potion that it’s never to be had again. It’s magic.
WM – How often do you play, even without them, as Missing Persons?
DB - We don’t play very often. Actually, I called Erick [Godin] at the
Lucky Dog myself. A friend of mine said there was a place in
Worcester. I did it because my friend Nancy wanted to sing so bad. I
said I’m tired, I don’t want to, but my friend wanted to. Erick was so
sweet.
WM – What’s your present band all about?
DB - I’ve got the great Chip Eznuf, the bass player, and I have Brad
Miller on guitar. He was with David Bowie recently. He’s been playing
with me for the last 12 years. And also a keyboard player. His name is
Ron Poster. Ronnie played with me, Terry and Warren. My drummer now is
this cute little blond kid named Jake. He’s a powerhouse. I had a
Website with all of this on it. It just went down and I said fucking
forget it, not that I have the best memory in town.
WM – So what’s Dale Bozzio today? Tell me what’s going on.
DB - My husband of 15 years left me. I have two kids by him. I have
been a loyal wife for 15 years raising them. They go to school in NH.
My son Shane majors in music. My son Troy is a dancer and drummer, and
I love my sons. I live for them. I don’t do the Plexiglas bra anymore.
I’m trying to keep my clothes on for lots of reasons. I did a lot of
nude magazines. I can remember running over to Frank’s house for the
Valentine’s issue. I did a lot of nudity. My parents never disapproved
of me. My father was given to me as a special gift. He was one of my
greatest fans. My father was my one and only fan. Frank and my father
webbed my life. They did incredible deeds for my emotions. All I have
to do is rest easy and think.
WM – So when did you decide you needed to start a book?
DB – I started that book when I came back here. On Sept. 10, I left
LA, in 2001. I get these notions. Once I know the truth, I cannot deny
it. I live with my conscience. It’s important to keep it clear. I made
up my mind to go with what I feel is right. On Sept. 10, I woke up in
LA. I had a house in Venice Beach. I was going to go forward with the
Warren and Terry thing. But I said, "We have to leave. Something is
going to happen. I can feel it and my body is shaking." My son said,
"Where are we going?" I said, "Back to Boston!" They know how I am.
They go with me because they believe in me. I bought a car and called
Warren and told him I’m out of here. I drove for 7 days, and I didn’t
know that the towers hit. The radio was broken. I had a dog and a cat
and who knows how many skateboards. I gave all my stuff away. I had
jeans and a jacket and a sweater. When I was driving and got to Boston
I got to the bridge and it smelled like somebody died. They said to
just keep going. I got to my mother’s house in Newton and she said,
"Take these keys. We’re going to my country house in NH. I’ll show you
what happened. This is the news. This is what happened. Go to NH and
get there now." We were three hours away. They might bomb Boston, she
thought. I took the keys, came here and got here on the 17th and never
left. This is my mother’s country house in Lake Jacoura in the middle
of nowhere. It’s nice but it’s lonely.
WM – So how about that book? When will it be out?
DB - I wrote this book because I also had a terrible accident before I
made any records. After I made Joe’s Garage before Missing Persons, I
fell out of a window. I landed 40 feet and landed on my head. Gail
picked me up from the hospital. I was Terry’s girlfriend then. I fell
out of window of Holiday Inn in LA. It was the time the Hillside
Strangler was out. I was afraid, and a lot of people went to stay near
the hospital. Well, I was waiting for my cousin that night. She was in
there all night with an asthma attack. I went and got her. I already
paid for the hotel room and the Hillside Strangler was out. We went to
room 421. We go in and turn on the TV. It’s Johnny Carson. This was
’78. No dial. No touch-tone phones. No clickers. It was prehistoric.
The windows didn’t have a safety lock. When you opened the window, it
flew up to the top. Then they had lots of suicides. Now you can’t open
the window in a hotel room. It’s gross. So she’s in one bed, I’m in
the other. We flip to Johnny Carson. The phone rings, and I said
"Nobody knows we’re here." The guy goes, "We’re on the way up so let
us in." I hung up and said, "Who is that. She said, "Who is that?" I
go to the door. I look out the eye thing. One is a redhead and one has
brown hair. They had tweed jackets. I called down to the front desk to
get the police and said, "There are two men at the door." One guy had
a gun. They had the wrong people. They sent the security guard up. I’m
calm. A knock comes at the door again and it’s a badge. I said,
"Great. Badge. Safety." This guy was 6 feet 2. He was black and he was
very dark. Now I’m not a prejudice person. I’m very open minded. He
had a security uniform with a badge. He pushed me forward. Then, there
was a little hall and he slammed the door and locked it. He said, "Get
over there and back up. When they come in, let them in and you’ll do
what you tell you." Well, fear took over. I said, "Get out of my room
now!" My cousin didn’t know what to do. The guy said, "Just get over
there" and pushed me. I said, "I’ll run to the window and scream. He
picked me up and threw me against the wall. I ran to the window threw
it up. It’s 11:30. I look out and see Holiday Inn sign blinking. I
thought there was a balcony. I jumped out onto the ledge. I started
crawling. I have gold cowboy boots on with silver tips and my heels
are these cockeyed heels and I’m holding on to the lip of the window
and screaming help. And no one is there. The fucking asshole security
guard - they fired him the next day. Now how that guy can live with
his conscience. So that guy pulled my shirt off me. I said, "You
fucking bastard," and I went flying. I could feel the pressure of the
air and just as I was about to hit the sign, which I did, I fell from
the fourth floor and hit the sign and landed on the sidewalk. The guy
threw my cousin across the room and looked down, ran out the hotel
room and ran to the stairs. The ambulance was right there to get me.
As I was falling, the left side said everything will be all right,
like a ghost. I woke up 8 hours later in the LA downtown hospital.
They had the best neurological team. They had the greatest brain
surgeon and sewer-uppers anywhere. I had 52 stitches. I was in a coma
and I was out of it. I woke up for 30 seconds 8 hours later. They
called my mother and said don’t get on a plane and to stay by the
phone in case we need to know some information. My mom is 80 now. She
is the epitome of a damsel, a doll, a gorgeous blonde. If I was only
my mother. I lucked out a couple of times: Frank, my mother and
father. I have a lot of strength and courage. That fall gave me the
strength and courage to do what I had to do. That’s what gave me the
courage to do everything. The surgeon said, "You’re lucky do be
alive." I passed into a coma for 2 weeks. Gail, Frank’s wife, took me
to her living room with intravenous morphine. I was blind for 11
months. I had a concussion. When you have a head injury, they expect
you to die. I woke up and I hear a harp playing. I said, "What is
that." This is Gail that says, "I made some spaghetti and you have to
eat something." She dragged the harp in and played. If Gail hadn’t
said that to me, I would have been sad. I’ll never forget it. I was
dead blind. She said, "You won’t see awhile but you’ll be fine,
everything is ok." I woke up again and I was on a plane, and then I
was in Santa Maria hospital in Cambridge. They left me there because
my father is a Roman from Italy. He was raised in Rome.Frank… I went
to see him 11 months later. I was getting my eyesight better. I was on
morphine 24 hours a day.
WM – Did they ever catch them? What ended up happening?
DB - I sleep with this every day. I forgive them and they know not for
what they did. I was afraid of everything, but they gave me everything
I have. Frank said, "We’re going to Rome. We’ll get a special pass at
the Vatican." He said, "One thing you have to do is you have to walk
to the top of the Sistine Chapel." He did. I did. I went to the
Vatican and saw them. I saw all the Popes frozen. Dale Frances
Consalvi is my name. I was in there because of my last name they let
me go. But Frank made it happen. You don’t just go to Rome and get
into the Vatican. It was it pretty heavy.
Frank - people listen to him. They did. I listen to Frank now. I hear
him every day. The three of us are the three musketeers. I talked to
Warren and sang on his newer CD. Warren is my great dear dear friend.
Terry Bozzio was my heart. I’ll love him while I’m dead. He’s one of
my greatest loves of my life.
WM – So when will we see this book?
DB - My book is done but have to find publisher. I thought records
were bad, but books are brutal. I’m not going to talk about who I had
sex with or talk bad about people. I cured myself of anxiety attacks.
In 1986, I never took drugs again, after I went to the hospital. Well,
I smoke a little pot. They should legalize it. I don’t believe in
abortion and I believe in saving it. Everything gets taken away from
here and this planet. Everything is drained. Saving things is why we
have history. We need to save animals and fruits and vegetables.
That’s my goal. It’s only for the good. I do believe in our president.
If God put him there, there is a reason for that. There are no
mistakes. None. There’s no "I can’t," actually. I believe in myself. I
believe in how I live and how I live every day. It may not be filled
with chocolates and champagne but I have an emotional bond to grow
better.
WM – What can we expect from this show at the Lucky Dog?
DB - You’ll be blown away. I sing like a fucking bird and I’ve had a
lot of practice now. I’ve been doing this long time. Now I believe it.
After my career blew by, now I believe it. I’m good. I can’t say I
have good or bad days. I feel everything. I miss Terry and Warren
terribly. I wish we could be together. I think that would cure
feelings of losing Frank. You will hear everything, all the hits. I
have new stuff but I don’t play it. I want to put this book out and my
new music. I’ll put my CD in there free. This day and age you can
download it anyway, so who the fuck cares? Quit the greed. This is
art. I don’t worry about going to bank. I think I’ve got two arms and
legs. I hope it snows. I’ll shovel. I try every day so hard to prove
myself that I can learn. I signed up with at home professions and in
my spare time I spend 2 hours a night to study the science of animals.
When I complete this, then I can open a pet store or become a canine
trainer or a vet assistant.
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