John Phillips - Mississippi
Upon hearing the news today, it initially occurred to me (as, I think, it has occurred to a lot of people) that you might not want to take as gospel the words of a lifelong drug addict whose primary source of income these days is a sordid memoir that, in 2009, not many people would ordinarily be interested in reading.
I will say this, though: John, the Wolf King of LA, Phillips’ first solo record and the one from which this song is taken, is not nearly weird enough, considering both its fantastic title and the fact that mythology claims The Wolf King himself was mainlining heroin and/or cocaine multiple times an hour during its production. While John and his daughter’s relationship didn’t allegedly begin until nine years after Wolf King’s release, I can’t help but think that drug-addled weirdness had to have eventually been channeled somewhere.