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In early 2005, less than a year into my full-blown sonic dementia, I ran into Thurston at Amoeba Music in LA. He had just bought Venus in Furs by Jess Franco. We didn't really talk about anything super-intense, I just geeked out and thanked him for being awesome. He was totally cool, and tall as fuck.
Earlier this year I talked to Lee and Leah after one of their shows in Manhattan. Both were cordial and we talked about Agnes Varda movies. Then Lee recorded a shout-out for my radio show. I had to change pants afterward.
Funny, neither individual appeared to have an inkling that they are in fact gods.
I would love to meet Kim but the word is that she's mad intimidating and I think I would just fall to my knees and start bawling at her feet.
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