Perry Farrell (born Peretz Bernstein on 29 March 1959) is the frontman for the alternative rock band Jane's Addiction. Farrell created the touring festival Lollapalooza as a farewell tour for Jane's Addiction in 1991; it has since evolved into an annual destination festival. Farrell continues to produce Lollapalooza with partners William Morris Agency and C3. Farrell has led the alternative rock groups Porno For Pyros and Satellite Party.
Memorial Day weekend was the final show of the "Jane's" tour. An outdoor show in Indianapolis at the Indie 500 Raceway.
With a stage built on the inside of the track on a grass field. There was good cheer and good weather for the 500,000 racing enthusiasts. Yes, the Indie 500 is the largest single day sporting event on earth.
The folks in Indiana received us with loud bursts of what you call "Hoosier Hospitality" after every song. Then I would hear this hellacous ripping sound. A sound that I believed was coming thru the PA system. A demonic ascension, that had a dopler effect on it. I thought to myself "Wow; someone has thought to play "Formula One" sound effects over the PA system to get people pumped up for the big race tomorrow". "Who's great idea was this? My front of house mixer? What a genius"! Then out of the corner of my eye, I caught a real Formula One race car streaking past us behind the stage and disappearing into a turn. As it turns out, they were doing laps on the track surrounding us while we performed.
After the show ended, the track manager came backstage to thank us and ask how we enjoyed the show. I told him that I had mistaken the real drivers for a recording, and it was getting me revved. He asked if I had ever driven in a Formula One, and would I want to try?...
Next thing I knew I was in a fire retardant suite, waiting for my family to come watch me ride out on the track in a two seater.
Some moments in life can either be categorized as foolishness- or categorized as brave. I chose to think of my decision as "brave".
Over a five-day period, three drivers hit the walls at Indianapolis Motor Speedway and all wound up with a similar result: going airborne. One driver had hit the wall 2 days earlier in qualifying and sent a rod thru his leg severing an artery.
I have my family to think about.
I did not know the name of the man who was inside the helmet- about to propel me into a turn from a dead stop at 200 miles an hour.
This was the 99th Indie 500. When the race began, they were going around 70 miles an hour. Beginning in 1911)- racers now go 3 times the previous speed. The consequences for metal, or mental failure is sublime.
But in those dizzying moments of risk and edification, you've "got be brave".
Tuesday 26th of May 2015 02:39:46 PM
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People think that Etty and I are swingers. We get hit up a lot. I am sure they get the notion from my early days- before I knew Etty. "3 Days" and all that jazz. I used to be an explorer in the bedroom there is no denying it; but neither Etty nor I are truly bisexual- and Etty maintains that she is not interested in being with a woman, nor is she willing to share her man. In all honesty- we are two sexual dynamos. And to be with a gorgeous woman such as she- I'm one happy fella. We have a lot of fun together, but I like to tease her. "All the other girls did it with me..." She becomes a tigress. "I said NO, and fuck you. They did it just to keep you. I don't have to do that, and if you want that- then you need to go find somebody else!" I should probably stop messing with her. It gets me into deep shit that lasts an entire afternoon into the night. She should stop messing with me too though. Every once in a while she'll say "I have to say- that girl is gorgeous- I'm in love with her" to which I'll respond, "how would you like to have her as a birthday present?" To which she will respond "Ah- NO and if you ask me again I'm going to punch you in the throat." Swingin' isn't really all that it's cracked up to be. I've never met anyone that was worth bargaining- for Etty...
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