MONKEY BOY'S MOTHERFUCKIN' GG ALLIN LYRICS ARCHIVE
interview conducted by (unknown). from a zine.

Interviewer: What were you charged with and arrested for?

GG: I was originally charged with indecent exposure, assault and battery and assault with intent to do great bodily harm less than murder. But the less than murder charge got dropped to felonious assault with a deadly weapon.

Interviewer: And in your opinion, what actually happened?

GG: It's a really long fucking story. Lets just say I was blackmailed by some bitch, she knew fucking well what I was into and what she was getting into. One should not walk into something that one can't commit one's self fully to. It's a weak whimpering fool who can't accept pain and danger and a coward who doesn't seek it. But even after the incident happened she continued to call and write me telling me how exciting it all was. Then in court she told the judge that she thought her life was in the hands of death.

Interviewer: Bail was set for your trail. How much?

GG: Ten thousand dollars. Then it was raised to twenty thousand dollars when my people on the outside tried to come up with the ten. I never did get out.

Interviewer: How long is your sentence? How long before bail?

GG: I got sentenced to one and a half to four years in prison. But I didn't get sentenced for my crime as much as I did my reputation. The judicial system railroaded me and they fucking know it. My first parole board hearing is November 21, 1990.

Interviewer: Before you went to trail, you underwent a psychiatric evaluation. How was that?

GG: The psychiatric exam is fucking shit. Some motherfucker is supposed to try and figure out your mind by asking you mindless, stagnating questions. If you do not conform to societies values they cast you out. They are just afraid of anyone willing to challenge them. Fuck that shit. I am not on this earth to be happy or honest, I am here to take what I want and destroy all the stagnating obstacles. I am undergoing psycho therapy for what they say is anti-social personality disorder. But I will not be broken or brainwashed. I believe in non-conformity and that everyone should create their own laws.

Interviewer: Tell us about your trail. Was it fair, in your eyes?

GG: The trail was a one-sided affair. My lawyer did nothing with the evidence I had. The judge sentenced me out of the state guidelines and Leslie was a complete fucking liar. I was condemned the day I got to Michigan.

Interviewer: I'll give you some names and you tell me how they were involved in your case and what you think of them. Attorney William F. Delhey.

GG: I don't remember him. But I'm sure he was part of the conspiracy.

Interviewer: Judge George W. Aleiander.

GG: He was the judge who sentenced me on the indecent exposure and assault and battery charges. They ran concurrent with the major charge. He seemed very closed-minded and was a very conservative pig.

Interviewer: Public defender R. William Schooley.

GG: My so-called attorney who did more to fuck me over and lie than anything. He didn't give a fuck. I was just a piece of meat to him.

Interviewer: Assistant prosecutor Larry Burgess.

GG: He was the biggest ass of them all. Playing along with all the lies and digging up all the dirt on me he could. Fuck that cunt. They were all involved because the more people they send to prison the more money in their pockets. It's all fucking politics and money to those motherfuckers.

Interviewer: Did you ever think that you'd end up in jail for your actions on and off the stage?

GG: I have ended up in jail so many times in the past few years I lost fucking count. I spent so much time in jails and hospitals I never had to pay rent anywhere. Not that I ever did anyway. The summer of 1988 I was arrested twelve times. Throughout the whole year of 1989 it was jails and hospitals continuously. The FBI was tracking me down for a year before they actually caught me. But living on the road kept me one step ahead of the law.

Interviewer: What's it like in prison.

GG: Being in prison is a world of its own. We are society’s outcasts. It is a world of survival and you survive anyway you can. You live and learn and you hustle all you can. People can be bought as well as drugs and booze. You name it. Everything is here. There are just higher prices to be paid. Everyone has his own fucking scam. You just do what you've got to do. It's really something that can't be explained. You have to live it and survive it. And survive I will.

Interviewer: The new term for jail is "correctional facility." Is this a farce?

GG: That's a fucking joke. There are no corrections. There is no rehabilitation. That term is just what they want the public to believe. If you weren't a criminal when you came in, you're sure as fuck one when you get out. All it is, is an over crowded zoo.

Interviewer: I understand that some stores have stopped selling your records and that your record company has pulled it's involvement with you. What's up with this?

GG: Fuck the stores. Fuck what anyone says. Someday they will figure out that I am a fucking genius. As far as my record company goes, I was recently informed that my records are still in stock and being distributed. They have not pull out on me, that was a misunderstanding. So all of my Homestead LP's are still available somewhere. I want to add that I just recently signed a record deal with Ever Rat Records in Seattle and my records will be distributed exclusively by Enigma. There is a live LP stated for summer release. I'm also working on a deal with a label in London.

Interviewer: There is a rumor that you are going to commit suicide on Halloween, 1990. What's up with this?

GG: I'll still be in prison on that date. All I can say right now is that I will end in tragedy.

Interviewer: What are your plans when you are released?

GG: You'll just have to wait and see just like everyone else. Only I know that one and it's locked in a dark corner of my mind.

Interviewer: If people want to write to you, what's the mailing address? What kind of stuff can they send?

GG: Write to me at: Allin - 206045, Lock D-4, PO Box 1900, Adrain, MI 49221. Send fucking money, in money orders only.


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