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FRANK MODESTO: ONE THING WILL NEVER BE FREE

Frank Modesto, between 1969 and 1976, was the official spokesman of the Progressive People’s Peace Movement. The Progressive People’s Peace Movement was started on the college campus of San Francisco State University and wielded a great social impact on the San Francisco Bay Area. In December 1976 he disappeared. There have been stories about a move to Columbia, there were stories of assassination and it was even suggested he had jumped off of the Bay Bridge. Except for public figures, all names have been changed. Obviously, we can not use a current photo of him. References to recent locations have been omitted. This is the first in a series of transcript interviews.  The interviewer has asked to remain anonymous. Because of security issues, this interview is being delivered in 5 parts. I am expecting the next part to come in sometime next week. The previous interviews are here

Can we speed stuff up a bit?

No.

How did the Progressive People’s Movement get started…why did people start following you?

I ended up in Hollywood. People there are just looking for something to believe in. That whole Manson thing had left a pretty bad taste in everyone’s mouth. So PPM was playing at , shit, that place on Hollywood…or was it Fountain.. it was big in the day, I think it’s a Ross Dress for Less now.

 The Palace?

No.

The Coconut Teazer?

No.

The Bar below the Cocunut Teazer?

No. I can’t remember the fucking club. Bummer, another piece of Hollywood Magic-- gone forevever. It was a bar, that became another bar, then a diner, then a coffee house  for a while, then it was something else... Now it’s a Ross Dress for Less.

Good, I give up anyway. Just get to  the fucking point, I’ve been out here for fricking three months now and I don’t get paid until you raise your head and decide to return my phone calls and splooge “your wisdom.” You got an advance for this. I get a page every now and then and I need to get paid again. I’m sick of drinking Milwaukee’s Best because I can’t afford Starbucks..

Oh are you tarnished?  Are you pissed off? Or are you  just some part of your “I need it now” generation? Have you gotten a wrinkle in your pleats?

Go Fuck yourself, I got no money and I haven’t been laid in three months, I live in a fucking motor lodge…

You fuck hookers?

What?    Wait, NO! But when you got NO money,  and you live in a Motor Lodge without Free Cable and Pool… well, you got no woman…..I don’t get paid till you speak…

Oh yeah. I forgot the pussy is never free.

See now you’re talking…was that the “Big Quote?” Cuz I could have rallied behind that. I am supposed to find out what the “Big Quote” is. You know that.

When I am done with the world ALL PUSSY SHALL BE FREE…

Really? Is that the Big Quote?

No.

Will All Pussy be Free?

No. Never.

 The Pussy is never free. You are NOT NEVER getting Pussy for free.  Ya get married, the pussy should be free. No. It’s like going to the library and all the Henry Miller, medical journals and National Geographics are checked out.

The FOOD isn’t even free. That meal she just cooked for you (or more likely ordered out) is NOT free. I was a SUNSET BLVD ROCK STAR before I became a mind melting Political activist. The trim coordinator brought back this girl, Justine… from Encino. This curly, long blonde hair…it was coarse as it scraped across my skin. Her hair was really clean, it smelled like… shit I could I get all poetic and say “It smelled like Jasmine.” But it just smelt “good”…not perfumy at all, underdone, understated. underpresented. It was just “there.”

Sure, she had the tinge of a cigarette or two in it… but we had been in a bar all night.

She said I was a genius (the ultimate aphrodisiac), all that stuff I said about the war, the rights, the bourgeois and capitalism. We went back to the Four Seasons on Doheny, best sheets in the world. The robes are good too. The soap is large.

Not too skinny. Most of those girls from the Trim Coordinator are too skinny.  She spent part of the night and then she had to go. I wanted her to stay. She feigned some kind of excuse about she needed to feed her dog or had to work in the morning. She left an eyeline brush… purple. That Pussy wasn’t even free.

Why?

I am not talking about it?

DAMMIT, TELL ME SOMETHING...

Vote Sober. Next question.

So, how did the People’s Peace Movement start?

It didn’t start one night, lightning didn’t just strike overnight. Me and Jesse were playing all over the place. I just started telling people what I thought. Just what was coming out of my mouth.

No one has ever interviewed me before so I don’t have the Press Junket answer. Just more and more and more, more people came to see us, they wanted to listen to us and then I said “THE BIG QUOTE”.

Before, You said you said it once and never used it again…

Oh yeah, that was crap. Always bring out your “A”-material. People want to hear the hits. “ The Giants Win the Pennant,” “I Don’t Get No Respect,” “That’d be in the butt, Bob” “The World has Changed since 9-11” “Freebird” People eat that shit up.....

Our shows weren’t that great I just spoke… uncensored and free… and people dug that. After a while we didn’t even do songs anymore.. I just spoke and Jesse played the guitar.  I don’t know what words of genius I put together but when I said “The common sense of the everyman, depends upon the action we take today. What we talk about today will be considered “old-fashioned” in 30 years and we can continue the evolution of mankind. Wouldn’t you love if the discussion  we have today was considered “old fashioned” 30 years from now? Then we have won.

The LA Times printed this and things just started from there.

Is that the “Big Quote?”

No.

 

To BE Continued...

 

 

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