John often said if he slowed down he’d fall apart. Part of him wanted the speed, wanted the mayhem. As he matured, he probably would have grown past this. But for now, he was so used to getting himself out of scrapes and close calls, he found it necessary to feel the thin edge between thrill and destruction to lessen the weight of that which had be

Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung, by the late rock critic Lester Bangs,