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John "Godzilla" Horne
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1979
1989
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The Strand
The Guild
The Ken
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email: chorne@san.rr.com
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1980
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2021
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Location: San Diego
Marital Status: happily married since 1993
Children: none (that I am aware of)
Have you or would you let your kids see Rocky: sure!
What I'm doing these days: I.T. specialist/administrator, writer
People from Rocky I've kept in touch with: nobody really
Why I first went to Rocky: I was taken by my girlfriend, Mickey Thompson, to The Strand in September of 1979
How I started performing: I only performed once in 1981! Someone handed me Lisa’s hat and dared me to do it. I did the Columbia tap-dance, very badly I think.
Food I ordered after the show: We would end up at Gay Denny’s now and then. I think I mainly ordered coffee and a burger
I last saw Rocky: I took my niece Samantha and two others to The Ken in July of 2018. It was nothing like back in the day, but it was good to see it in a theater again. One of the current Cast asked to borrow my flashlight for the “Lips” intro. I still remembered many of the rude shout-ables. Ounces and pounds are measurements of…
Did I buy the Rocky DVD? no
My favorite Rocky memories: All the Sundays in Queen Circle, Frisbee madness! Tiffany’s in L.A. when Sten’s ‘67 Mustang broke down, He was in drag, I had on Dream Police, and some foreign guy in a Bentley pulled over trying to help us – then got a better look at us…
Putting together my DP “Greens” uniform in 1980 and just sewing on Sergeant stripes, painting the helmet with 6 coats of lacquer and wearing it all to the show at the Strand for the first time. Eric and Richard Baker and Karen Reynolds giving it a critique on the sidewalk outside, then Karen deciding it was good enough to say “Welcome to the Dream Police, Sergeant Godzilla…!”
Royal Bibb’s birthday party at the theater in Oceanside when he wore that outrageous Sgt. Pepper uniform and everybody dropped acid and I’ve never, ever laughed so much in my life…
All of Karen’s wonderful parties for Halloween and New Year’s, the two Formal Fry’s I attended (out of 3) and howling at the moon next to a fog machine in the back yard with Lance…
Assembling (and embroidering) my DP Whites uniform with the 13 rose appliques vining down one sleeve and wearing it to the Guild for the first time in 1981…
The apartment #10 on 47th Street when I rented the second bedroom from Sten and running Spellmaster games with MTV playing constantly and the un-ending party that place was…
The Dream Police Whites Inspection at the Ken and hosting the after-party at my place on Diamond Street in P.B. when I lived there with Paul Landry and Dave Osser. Took photos of us in Paul’s garage studio at 4AM. We had a major party every month in that house during 1982…
Day-long Frisbee sessions with Gary Illig, a baggie and a magnum of Olde English out on Frisbee Field south of the flagpole across Laurel street. It’s a f*cking dog park now…
Hanging out at the Rad Pad with Sandy Snake and Art McGonigle, loud music, burning incense and other things while looking through photographs. Where are those shots now?
Sunrise highway in August with packing blankets with maybe a dozen of us watching the Perseid meteor shower all night, playing Dark Side of the Moon over and over on the truck stereo…
Disneyland with a group of us, all tripping on acid…
The Who concert at the stadium in 1989 when someone filled a gallon milk jug with tequila sunrise and I smuggled it in under my DP jacket draped over my arm. Good number of Horrorites and DP at the rim of the stadium and I put Tianne Edwards on my shoulders and then hiked all the way down to the field to within 10 yards of the barricades in front of the stage…
The games of chess that I played at every opportunity with Jeff Jolliff, Bill Drapou, Lance Bagley and many others. We were all chess-board assassins looking for our next victim, whether we were at a party or someone's apartment. These could not be called casual matches, they were more like slow-motion muggings...
Insta-parties that just happened, unplanned, call up your friends…
There were so many great times! OMG…
It was the most amazing, gratifying, dizzying, maelstrom of fun and good times. A decade of debauchery, trying to be safe and as responsible (snicker) as possible.
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