Elektra Records exec. sees a Physical Metamorphosis

     we went to Casa Cugat. We had dinner and he started drinking beer and a little tequila, and he started changing a little bit. Then he said, Let’s go to Whisky.

     …all of a sudden he is, like gone. He is standing on the table and yelling, Niggers! Fucking niggers can’t sing! I can sing the blues better than you!Thank God the music is loud. I grab him by the pants to try to get him seated, and I look up, and he’s looking down at me, and it’s the first time I ever encountered a schizophrenic, where a person’s face actually physically transformed. Jim as a guy was so calm and soft-speaking, very gentle deep voice, beautiful eyes, very sweet face. But this was the Devil. Chiseled face, maddened eyes. Just hate coming out of that face, hatred. He resembled physically no one that I knew. I had no idea who that person was, and he had no idea who I was. In the truest sense, this was not just a guy who’s blind drunk, but a person who actually went through a physical metamorphosis and became someone else. (Los Angeles, 1969)


     from Follow the Music: The Life and Times of Elektra Records in the Great Years of American Pop Culture, by Jac Holzman and Gavin Davis (FirstMedia, 1998)

Provided by Dana Cook, Contributor to the Los Angeles Free Press.)