Joe Cole
Stevie
Joe Cole's father was on the Maury Povitch show today. He was talking
about his son's death and said that Joe's roomate (he didn't mention his
name but it was Henry) wasn't very cooperative and that he hasn't spoken to
him much since Joe died. anybody else see this?
Peter Chien, Jr.
In general it's against my ethics to watch talk shows. :-)
But in what context does he mean that Henry wasn't cooperative?
I'm not sure Henry could have done much, can he?
An why would they be on worse terms for this?
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--Peter
"Only do. Or do not. There is no try." --Yoda
Stevie
He said that when talking to Henry after Joe's death that Henry was curt
with him (I believe that's the word he used) and just seemed kind of rude
to him and that he acted strangely when asked about certain items of Joe's
(like his appointment or address book) and that he was reluctant to give
these items to Joe's father. and the guy just said that the roomate was
just kind of uncooperative in general. They never mentioned Henry by name
but unless Joe had some other roomate then it's Henry. Joe's father
sounded like he was almost kind of suspicious of Henry. I'm a fan of Henry
Rollins and I don't make it a point to watch talk shows (I hate most of
them) but I happened to see this today
Peter Chien, Jr. <chie...@popmail.med.nyu.edu> wrote
Beatgrrl
Henry has made no secret that he thought Joe's dad wasa piece of shit. Some of
the stuff he wrote about him in "See A Grown Man Cry" was pretty harsh:
"Joe you should have seen the tabloids talk about you
They really loved the fact
That your father was married to that bitch from Charlie's Angels (Jaclyn Smith)
They talk about her sorrow
How you two were so close
Like you hung out all the time
How you were 29 and in Black Flag
One of your father's piece of shit friends was lying
Talking a lot of shit
You looked great in the Inquirer
Good pictures of you and whatever the fuck her name is
I saw her at your wake
I wanted to spit on her
Your father had it at Garazzi's
All his AA friends were there
After all these fake ass people who didn't know you
Had spoken and congratulated themselves on their acting
And talked a lot of shit about god and AA
Your father stood at the end of the line
So people could come up and talk to him
Your mother didn't know anyone there
She just stood to the side
With her husband and your step-sister
They weren't used to the Hollywood sickness
It was gross
After that we went and looked at the body
Your father didn't go
He didn't go to your funeral either
Don't know why
Maybe because there would be too many people
Too busy with their own grief
To compliment him on his..."
Are you getting the picture here as to why the man talks shit about Henry?
Diana
"Beauty is always doomed"
William S. Burroughs
White Trash Productions
Here's another one from page2 199-201 of "Eye Scream":
You and your glycerin tears. You're a TV actor and all of a sudden the
still life of your fucked up world of desperate AA meetings and panicked
last chance lunges at Christ's punk ass salvation are shook loose when
reality comes crashing in. Your son is dead. Shot in the face. I wish it
was you instead. You couldn't even make it to the funeral. You're a living
piece of shit. Why couldn't it have been you? I wouldn't have lost a
minute of sleep. It was great to see you in your moments of pain. You
looked so good for the camera, so well rehearsed. I swear I saw you do
that on Channel 7 once. Am I being too mean, shithead? I'm not sorry. Your
weakness is so disgusting and I have a tendency to attack that which I
don't respect so I'm attacking you. It's your only son and all you can do
is try to look good and manage to be late fr every meeting while your
relatives talk over all the boring, less glamorous details involved with
dealing with your son's refrigerated corpse. You seemed more interested in
your son's material things than you were in him. What are you going to do?
Sell his clothes? You and your designer tennis suits and your arrogant
bullshit. I heard you have a history of suicide on your side of the
family. I am hoping you're going to do it on New Year's. That would be
great to hear about how you shot yourself in the face underneath your fake
ass Christmas tree. Should I just stop right here and put my arms around
you and tell you that it's all going to be alright? Should I? Hey fuck
you. The more I think about you and your fucked up little friend that you
brought everywhere with you, the more I want to make your life miserable
in hopes that you'll kill yourself. Yes, I'd like to help you. I will
concentrate all my best blow-my-brians-out thoughts over to you every day
and if the wind is jsut right, you'll pick up on the signal and check out.
Your friends at the wake - fake grief and studio tans. The one ugly,
leatherfaced bitch who should have kept her sagging breasts covered up was
asking me what my sign was. Remember a couple of summers ago, when you
kept trying to get me to go on those stupid tabloid TV shows with you? I
said no and it really burned you. I saw the footage of you on Hard Copy
walking to your son's grave with the soft focus and the bullshit music
soundtrack. Was it hard to get the cemetery to let you get the film crew
inside the lot? Did you have to do a few takes to get the walk right? Who
did your make-up? Do you remember you went on Joan Rivers Show and talked
all that shit about me? I know someone who was at one of your auditions a
few weeks ago. Apparently you were really bad and you finally apologized
and told them that you were hungover. I guess you fell off the wagon. I
wish you would jump off the top of a forty story building. You're such a
fuck up. Now all you have is your fake friends who will never be there for
you when you need them because they're not there for anyone ever, not even
themselves. You can't even help yourself. You're the most pathetic person
I know.
Amy Yvonne Yu
President
White Trash Productions
http://www.geocities.com/Athens/Oracle/8746/WTP.htm
Beatgrrl
In article <6kodcg$5gq$1...@mark.ucdavis.edu>, ez06...@dilbert.ucdavis.edu (White
Trash Productions) writes:
Your son is dead. Shot in the face. I wish it
was you instead. You couldn't even make it to the funeral. You're a living
piece of shit. Why couldn't it have been you?
Etc, etc
Ain't truth a bitch?
William Bonk
Has anyone ever met Joe? In April of 1991 Joe was playing bass guitar
with some band at the Jabberjaw, a now defunct club in Los Angeles. It
was a Tuesday or Wednesday night and about eight people were there,
not including the folks who work there. Damn Joe was so into playing;
he had this Eddie Van Halen type of smile on his face. He had a
magnitism too. I met only two other people whom i consider of having an
undeniable magnitism; Blixa and Johnny Carson. My mom said that Bruce
Lee, and Elvis had powerful ones too. I only met Joe for minutes and
thats all it took for me to feel... it. (for lack of the true words).
Eight months later when he was murdered, Henry wrote a orbituary for
the LA WEEKLY newspaper.
"If only the punx would unite.. We could do anything"
--Joe Cole
White Trash Productions
Beatgrrl (beat...@aol.com) wrote:
: Ain't truth a bitch?
I don't know much about Cole's father at all, but from what I've been
hearing and reading, he sure comes out as a pile of shit. Again, that's
what I've deducted from limited information. Somehow, I seriously doubt
that he'll prove me otherwise. Call it a hunch.