When Parker joined The Chemical Spray we were pretty much at full swagger. I was a wrecking ball of cocaine adrenaline and whiskey. My Rickenbacker was all churn and devastation. Jordyn wore these lavender dresses and drove everybody crazy with his painted eyes and lipstick. They all wanted to fuck him. Alice was a thunder goddess in corpse paint smoking a cigarette and hitting the drums like she was summoning something lethal. And then came Parker with her explosion of peroxide blonde hair, her tragic ebullience, her fuck you magnetism, and low slung strat. Pure magic. |