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Doc and The Judge - Sex, Drugs, Rock 'N' Roll & A One Eyed Scratch Golfer (Paperback)
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Doc and The Judge - Sex, Drugs, Rock 'N' Roll & A One Eyed Scratch Golfer (Paperback)
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Friendship with the Judge came at a pivotal time in Doc's life; he
quickly became the closest, truest, most generous brother Doc ever
knew. They were a chemical reaction when they came together with a
thought, an idea or a plan to pull off another coup. As the saying
goes, "There's synergy creating energy that's stronger than the sum
of its parts." That was Doc and the Judge, the Judge was fire, Doc
was water. The Judge was all reaction and Doc was all control. Doc
and the Judge redefined "business as usual." They didn't just
"break on through to the other side" as Jim Morrison urged in his
hypnotic sixties reverie they crashed and crashed on through They
made tons of money for the grey suits that supported and funded
them, and a tidy pile of cash for themselves along the way. Though
it was truly not about the money for them, it was about being
"dudes." They defined themselves, daring the world to defy their
ability to turn cultural trends into big money returns for the true
believers who backed them. They never compromised, never shrank
from a battle and never feared losing it all. Their business acumen
and inherent credibility was inextricably linked to their integrity
and musical and business authenticity. Doc watched over the Judge
for his own good and the Judge knew and respected his faith. The
Judge was a searing, shooting star flashing blindingly across the
night sky and defiantly demanding acceptance on his own terms. The
Doc executed the business and kept it real. They took on the world,
bought and sold it many times over laughing ALL THE WAY TO THE
BANK. They were inseparable during the decade of the 70's, Butch
and the Kid many called them. The Judge always swore he ruled his
court. Doc smiles at these memories suspecting that even now he's
hanging out with God and is slipping a wickedly powerful toke or
perhaps a St. Pauli's girl to the Apostles when the big "G" isn't
looking.
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