HeMateMe: Bob: So Patti, you're about the same age as me--what kind of music do you like?
Patti: A bit of everything, Bobby. Motown, soul, the Velvets, Stones. How about you?
Bob: I like Motown, too. Sam and Dave, Otis Redding, Marvin Gaye.
Patti: Hey, that's great. Growing up in Brooklyn did you ever get the crap beat out of you if sang that stuff at the YMCA or went to an R & B club to hear it live?
Bob: Oh, I was really too young to actually visit a club. Just heard the stuff on my radio, in my room. What was it like for you in Brooklyn? Born there?
Patti: No, I grew up in Jersey and had to escape. I was thrown out of the house by my mother because I refused to wear underwear or makeup. I still feel that way.
Bob: Well, ok...so was music always a part of your life?
Patti: Art, more so. Robert Maplethorpe and I shared a hovel over at the Heights. He became a famous photographer. the Heights--It's a yuppie area now, but we had a place for $60/month, back in the day. It was infested, but that just gave it a more bohemian feel, you know? Like--your art could grow more if suffered a bit?
Bob: I suppose....Maplethorpe--is that a jewish name?
Patti: I don't think so--heck, it sounds as WASPY as "Suzie Creamcheese!"
Patti: Oh, just a joke. I was referencing a Frank zappa song.
Bob: Was he in the Temptations?
Patti: Um....no. Anyway, Robert and I were followed around Brooklyn by the FBI. We didn't have it easy.
Bob: The FBI!! Holy SH...Shamkovich!
Bob: oh, never mind. I had run ins with people too. What did the FBI want with you and your boyfriend?
Patti: He joined a pseudo 1950s communist party group, the Sleeping Democrats. Their manifesto was that you should always be able to sleep anywhere you wanted, even if it was somebody else's house. Some people thought he was a communist.
Bob: he was a Jewish communist?
Patti Who said he was Jewish? What's wrong with you Bobby?
Bob: Well, I thought all artists were Jews, it comes with the territory?
Patti: Oh geez.....
Bob: What did you say to them?
Patti: Say to who?
Bob: The FBI. When they came to talk to the Jewish photographer, what did you say?
Patti: Oh man, he's not--Anyway, I told the FBI "I have NOTHING to say to you."
Patti: That's what I told them. Mape's was always sleeping off a fix or out selling his butt on street corners to get the rent money for us. He was never home when the FBI came. I just told them "I have NOTHING to say to you."
Bob: That's wonderful!
Patti: It is?
Bob: Well, I just feel that....I feel that I have such a karma with out, you know, like we're two kindred souls.
Patti: Well, I guess I sort of feel something, Bobby....
Bob: I've got an idea. Well reform the Sugar Cubes, and you can sing the parts that Bjork sang--can you do that? I'll be the guy that sang into the walkie talkie. I can handle that.
Patti: Bobby, I was really just a performance artist. My voice wouldn't win third prize at the Goose county 4H competition, you know?
Bob: Well, there must be something we can do together?
Patti: How about a nice game of Monopoly, Bobby?
Bob: Are you calling me a Jew?
Patti: Listen Bobby, we have to talk about some things....