MEMO FROM TURNER MICK JAGGER

MEMO FROM TURNER IS A MESSAGE TO BOB DYLAN Dylan, Weberman Telephone Conversation: "Hey man Jagger wrote a song about you and called you a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick" Dylan, "That's about him, man."

Didn't I see you down in San Antone On a hot and dusty night?

You were eating eggs in Sammy’s When the Black man there drew his knife.

Aw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton As he washed his sleeveless shirt, You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen, The one we all called Kurt.

"Didn't I see you down in San Antone" didn't I see you down on heroin "on a hot" a hot shot, a Lethal Dose of heroin "and dusty night" "dust" a fine white powder. "We were eating eggs" eating pussy "in Sammy’s" in a famous Jewish restaurant in New York City "when the black man there drew his knife" when you realized you have a miniscule penis compared to Blacks or you got bothered by black crime "Aw, you drowned that Jew in Rampton" you denied your Jewish background and became a fascist like Ezra Pound or T.S. Eliot "as he washed" as you covered up, whitewashed, "his sleeveless shirt" something that would become apparent if you were wearing a short sleeved shirt like a number tatooed on your arm from a concentration camp. You sick bastard you are fascist despite the Holocaust "You know?" remember World War II Jew boy Robert Allen Zimmerman and remember "that Spanish-speaking gentlemen" sarcastic, you know that German speaking gentleman "the one we all called Kurt" the one as known as Adolf Hitler.

"San Antone" as "heroin" Dylan, Lo And Behold "I pulled out for San Antone" I pulled the needle out of my vein after shooting dope "I never felt so good" and I was wasted on heroin "My woman said she'd meet me there" my connection said he would supply with more dugi "And of course I knew she would" because the connection wanted bread "The coachman" the pony express message deliverin' Dylan "he hit me for my hook" he asked me for my sickle as in hammer and sickle to show my bona fides "And he asked me my name" my past reputation "I give it to him right away" I gave him the business right away "Then I hung my head in shame" then I wrote all those songs I didn't believe and was ashamed of having done so.

"Egg" as a vagina, Talkin TV "Don't let an egg get laid in there by something you can't see" Tarantula, "you hear voices saying things like "titen 'in up Joe - keep 'm titened up" & then Orion looking evil & he wipes you off & keeps you clean & Familiar Face himself "i heard you been eating some eggs? any truth to that?" & Orion licking his flesh."

Highlands "she got a pretty face, with long white shiny legs / I said, "Tell me what I want," she say, "You probably want hard boiled" hard-bitten: tough and callous by virtue of experience "eggs." What Good Am I? "What good am I if I'm walking on eggs, if I'm wild with excitement and wet between the legs? If I'm right in the thick of it and I don't know why, what good am l?"

"Drowned that Jew In Ramton" This is similar to the English poet T.S. Eliot's The Wasteland Full fathom five your Bleistein lies Under the flatfish and the squids.

Graves' Disease in a dead Jew's eyes!

Where the crabs have eat the lids."

Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake.

How forgetful I'm becoming, now you fixed your business straight.

"Come now, gentleman, I know there's some mistake" come now, sarcastic, you other Nazis, I know there has been a mistake admitting a Jew in your midst "How forgetful I'm becoming now" oh shit I just remembered "you fixed your business straight" Dylan had his foreskin grafted back on and is no longer Jewish.

I remember you in Hemlock Row In nineteen fifty-six.

You're a faggy little leather boy With a smaller piece of stick.

You're a lashing, smashing hunk of man; Your sweat shines sweet and strong.

Your organs working perfectly, but there’s a part that’s not screwed on.

"I remember you in Hemlock Row in nineteen fifty-six" I remember when you when you when you toured England in 1966 and visited Saville Row "You’re a faggy little leather boy with a smaller piece of stick" compared to me you were a sadistic sexual deviant with a small penis "You’re a lashing" you’re making caustic verbal attacks "smashing" and are a resounding success "hunk of man" skinny little wimp "Your sweat shines sweet and strong" your work is preeminent, pleasing and economically or financially sound or thriving "Your organs working

perfectly" your music is attracting many fans "but there's a part thats not screwed on" but you are still totally insane, you have a screw loose.

Weren't you at the coke convention back on nineteen sixty-five Youre the misbred, grey executive I've seen heavily advertised.

Youre the great, gray man whose daughter licks policemens buttons clean.

Youre the man who squats behind the man who works the soft machine.

"Weren't you at the coke convention back on nineteen sixty-five" didn't you tour England high on meth back in 1965 "You're the misbred" Jewish "grey executive" representative of the Confederate South "I've seen heavily advertised" sarcastic: I have heard nothing about this side of your personality "You're the great, gray man" you're the ancient confederate soldier "whose daughter" whose forebearers, Daughters of the American Revolution, "licks" lick (someone's) boots behave in a servile or obsequious manner toward someone "policemens" law enforcement "buttons" badges "clean" make sure they are morally pure; virtuous, however there is also a self-hating contradiction here since you are also, "the man who squats" occupies a place illegally "behind the man who works the soft machine" behind the Dylan who is into heroin, The Soft Machine is a book by addict William H. Burroughs.

Come now, gentleman, your love is all I crave.

Youll still be in the circus when I'm laughing, laughing on my grave.

"Come now, gentleman, your love is all I crave" Come now, other Southern racists your truth is all I crave, not heroin "You'll still be in the circus" you will still be part of this disorder "when I'm laughing, laughing in my grave."

When the old men do the fighting and the young men all look on.

And the young girls eat their mothers meat from tubes of plasticon.

Be wary of these my gentle friends of all the skins you breed.

They have a tasty habit they eat the hands that bleed.

"When the old men do the fighting" when the lawyers argue in court "and the young men all look on" and their defendants are young drug users "And the young girls" and the fans "eat their mothers meat" feed on the essence, substance of what is happening to you "from tubes of plasticon" from television "Be wary of these" watch out for the cops "my gentle friends" my non violent drug using friends "of all the skins you breed" be careful of all the money you make "They have a tasty habit - they eat the hands that bleed" they like to prey on rock stars, because they are wealthy. "Bleed" to pay out money, especially an exorbitant amount.

So remember who you say you are and keep your noses clean.

Boys will be boys and play with toys so be strong with your beast.

Oh rosie dear, doncha think its queer, so stop me if you please.

The baby is dead, my lady said, you gentlemen, why you all work for me?

"So remember who you say you are and keep your noses clean" so remember that you claim to be a progressive and try to not snort too much dope "Boys will be boys and play with toys" immature idiots like yourself are bound to end up copping a set of works, or toys, or gimmicks "so be strong with your beast" so try to keep your habit under control. "Oh rosie dear, doncha think its queer so stop me if you please" Oh optimist dear, you might think it is unlikely to happen so disregard what I have to say if you please "The baby is dead" Bob Dylan's dead "my lady said" the devil, the connection said "you gentlemen, why you all work for me?"