Posted: Feb 9, 2010 5:56 pm
Guess it's time for me to tell the story of Hasil Adkins' "Hair Hole."
I was 23 and it was my first time playing Maxwell's. Somehow, my punky-poppy band Rocketfuel had scored the opening spot for Hasil Adkins. I was pretty nervous and wanted to do everything right, so I showed up WAY early for soundcheck. No one else was there, so I sat in the back of the bar on the risers and pulled out a book.
I had never seen pictures of Hasil Adkins other than the young photos on the record I had
, nor had I seen him perform, and I was probably high as a kite... so I was pretty creeped out when this older dude wearing a gold sequin women's butterfly shirt
picked a spot about a foot and a half away from me on the empty bleachers in the empty room and sat down.
He sat and stared for a minute until Miriam Linna walked in and sat down between us. She introduced us. Hasil whispered something in her ear...
"Jahna," Miriam told me, "The Haze wants some of your hair." He piped up at that point, "for my hair hole!" Miriam explained that Hasil was collecting hair from pretty girls and keeping it in a hole in the floor of his trailer. I stammered something non-committal...
I have no idea whether or not they were pulling my leg or not, but they also told me that night that Hasil was signing the underside of drawers in every motel he stayed in so that he would leave something of himself behind that would stay there forever. Oh, and Billy told me that the day before, Hasil had opened and eaten the can of Campbells Soup that they had that had been signed by Warhol.