It was approaching Thanksgiving of 1988, and I got a call from my friend Larry White from Warner Brothers. He was traveling with a new band called Jane’s Addiction. They were coming to Chicago to play the day before and the day after Thanksgiving, and were going to be stuck in their hotel on Thanksgiving Day. He asked me if he could bring them over for a photo shoot. Although I had never heard of them, I said “Why not”?
Thanksgiving morning, to prepare, I went to the grocery store and bought some sliced turkey, a loaf of Wonder Bread, some mustard, some beer and a pumpkin pie. Early afternoon a taxi pulled up in front of my house. Out of it walked four tired LA musicians, and a tired Warner Brothers guy. They immediately dug into the food (It was kind of a joke on Thanksgiving, but they were real hungry).
The following year, their publicist asked me to come to LA to do a new shoot with them before their homecoming show there. I lined them up outside the LA Palladium, and did a quick shoot with them. Not a single guy in the band remembered me, the shoot, the gangsters or the food!
Oh well, maybe I should die my hair orange.