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“Now let's have some of this opiated cognac while we're waiting for everyone
else to arrive.”
I said, “Sure!”
So after I'd shared this bottle of cognac with Marty and a couple of others, I
dranktoomuchofthisopiatedcognac.That'snotagoodcombination,especially
for me because I don't do opiates. I didn't have any resistance to it.
DIMITRI MUGIANIS
And all of the sudden, Jerry Poynton came running up to me. “James is in the
bathroom. He's turning blue!”
Huncke and Corso and Marty were nonchalant, like “Ahhh, don't
worry
about it. The kid will be
fine!”
“No, he
won't be
fine!” Jerry said. “I've read these guys' books, and every-
one
dies!”
JAMES RASIN
Herbert,whousuallydoesn'tgettoohigh,wasprettyhighrightnow,andafriend
of mine who was with us that night asked Huncke, “Herbert is everyone going to
be okay? Is this something we should worry about?”
Because in the meantime I was turning blue.
Herbert was indignant.
“Don't
ruin Marty's night,” he said. “Do
not
ruin
Marty's night!”
DAVID LAWTON
Marty and Huncke were sitting there laughing at them, these two vets who had
built up such a tolerance to heroin. They were laughing and saying, “Oh,
this
is
good!”
JERRY POYNTON
ThenJameswasoutcold.Dimitricameover,andIsaid,“Dimitri,Idon'twantto
be the one who has to tell Mr. Rasin that his son died.”
Dimitri sprang into rescue action with a vengeance. Then Francois showed
up with these two French girls. They had never been to the Chelsea. They were
just visiting New York. Right away, I told them, “Oh, you girls, you've got to
help me. This guy is dying!”
JAMES RASIN
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