Sunday, January 29, 2012

Don't Make Waves

Don’t Make Waves (Alexander Mackendrick, 1967) was a Tony Curtis comedic vehicle in which Sharon Tate debuted in the part of Malibu, a beautiful blonde bunny who rescues a New York tourist from drowning and sucks him into the swingin’, farcical Southern California beach scene, complete with over-inflated egos, nouveau riche developers, mudslides, meditation, and Muscle Beach.


Thanks to Hellz Bellz for the link

Maybe Mr. Hendrickson is Right?

Some time ago, Robert Hendrickson engaged us all in a conversation about how his book "Death To Pigs" might someday be made into a stage production. Some of us thought he was nuts, some of us could see how it just might come to pass. Interesting that playwrights all over the country are picking up on this idea. We have all heard about "Assassins," the play by Stephen Sondheim which "uses the premise of a murderous carnival game to produce a revue-style portrayal of men and women who attempted (successfully or otherwise) to assassinate Presidents of the United States."

Two additional plays you may not know about are currently being produced: one in Dallas, and another in LA:

"In the show, the three (Squeaky, Charlie and Tex) meet for the first time in a dive bar in Twentynine Palms, California. Joining them are a western singer and two messengers from God." Ummm.... it's a good thing that Patty doesn't care to see this one because it's a helluva long way from Ballarat.

This one sounds pretty good though:

California Dreamin'.

A "meticulously researched narrative by Jill Charlotte Thomas, focuses on a friendship between Charles Manson and coffee heiress, and Manson Family murder victim, Abigail Folger. Official accounts of the incident deny any such relationship, which suggests a calculated cover-up in order to shield Abigail’s reputation after her death."

Patty has always thought that there was a lot more to the story there...

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Harold Ramis' Manson Movie that Never Was

Laser Orgy Girls (unproduced, in development late ’70s)
After Matty Simmons and Ivan Reitman passed on Freshman Year, Harold Ramis began writing a script called Laser Orgy Girls with Lampoon writer, editor, and co-founder Doug Kenney. The script, which followed a teenaged Charles Manson's adventures as a suburban high school student who meets some extraterrestrials in the desert, was well-liked by Matty Simmons, Ivan Reitman, and John Landis, the eventual director of Animal House; but it was a little too bold and brash to be unleashed on the American public at that time. Here's Ramis on Laser Orgy Girls:

“Our story concerned Charles Manson in high school, a strangely seductive, demented loner living in the white bread world of a typical Midwestern suburb, corrupting the local youth and forming a depraved cult of flying saucer worshipping teenage zombies. We called it Laser Orgy Girls. The marketing slogan for the popular American Graffiti had been ‘Where were you in ’62?’ Ours was ‘Where was he in ’63?’ To Matty and Ivan’s credit, they actually liked it, but after a moment’s reflection suggested we go back to the idea of doing a college movie.”
As mentioned earlier, John Landis was a particularly big fan of the script, speaking its praises recently in a 2010 interview:

“Their first script was about Charles Manson in high school and, actually, it was really fucking good. There was a great opening gag in which you start out outside San Quentin. The camera goes in through the window, through the walls, through the chicken wire, down into the deepest bowels of the prison. There's Manson in a straitjacket, padded cell, swastika carved in his forehead, and he looks up and says, 'Is it hot in here, or am I crazy?'”

After Harold Ramis and the National Lampoon folks realized there was no way they were going to get the Manson movie made, Ramis and Doug Kenney teamed up with Lampoon writer Chris Miller. The trio combined their sensibilities to write Animal House, which would become the highest-grossing comedy ever at the time of its release.

Calling All Charlie Lookalikes

Do you look like Charlie? Are you okay with working for "deferred payment?" Then Patty may have a tip for you:

"Charles Manson Look Alike, 60 To 80 Years Old For A Psychological SAG Short Film.
PAID: deferred Role: Charles Manson Role Type: Lead Gender: Male Age: 60-80 Ethnicities: Caucasian, Hispanic

Lead / Male / Caucasian, Hispanic, Ethnically Ambiguous / 60 - 80 years Description: MALE 60s/80s CHARLES MANSON LOOK ALIKE. We need a man that looks like Charles Manson as he looks today. Please google him to see how he looks like. His height is 5'2", so anyone between 5'0" and 5'6", slim build, gray hair and gray beard. The talent need to be great with emotions, especially showing terror. Great with improv and great at taking directions.

Project: Charlie Is My Darlin (Submissions) Project Type: Short Film

Amazing psychological thriller, everything happening in one night, in one room."

Vegetarians Are Evil

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

This Day in Manson History

Jan 25, 1971:
Manson and followers convicted

In Los Angeles, cult leader Charles Manson is convicted, along with followers Susan Atkins, Leslie Van Houten, and Patricia Krenwinkle, of the brutal 1969 murders of actress Sharon Tate and six others.

In 1967, Manson, a lifetime criminal, was released from a federal penitentiary in Washington State and traveled to San Francisco, where he attracted a following among rebellious young women with troubled emotional lives. Manson established a cult based on his concept of "Helter Skelter"--an apocalyptic philosophy predicting that out of an imminent racial war in America would emerge five ruling angels: Manson, who would take on the role of Jesus Christ, and the four members of the Beatles. Manson convinced his followers that it would be necessary to murder celebrities in order to attract attention to the cult, and in 1969 they targeted Sharon Tate, a marginally successful actress who was married to Roman Polanski, a film director.

On the night of August 9, 1969, with detailed instructions from Manson, four of his followers drove up to Cielo Drive above Beverly Hills and burst into Polanski and Tate's home. (Polanski was not home and friends were staying with the pregnant Tate.) During the next few hours, they engaged in a murderous rampage that left five dead, including a very pregnant Sharon Tate, three of her friends, and an 18-year-old man who was visiting the caretaker of the estate. The next night, Manson followers murdered Leno and Rosemary LaBianca in their home in the Los Feliz section of Los Angeles; this time, Manson went along to make sure the killings were carried out correctly. The cases went unsolved for over a year before the Los Angeles Police Department discovered the Manson connection. Various members of his cult confessed, and Manson and five others were indicted on charges of murder and conspiracy to commit murder.

In January 1972, Manson and three others were found guilty, and on March 29 all four were sentenced to death. The trial of another defendant, Charles "Tex" Watson, was delayed by extradition proceedings, but he was likewise found guilty and sentenced to death. In 1972, the California Supreme Court abolished the death penalty in California, and Manson and his followers' death sentences were reduced to life imprisonment.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Is it just me?

Or am I the only one who thinks Mary Brunner and Ryan Stiles bear a very strong resemblance???

Monday, January 23, 2012

court photos

Cappy, Clem and Mary
Do they have some kind of bugs?
They all seem to be scratching something.

I will do the best I can
L-R~ some guy?, Ruth, Clem, maybe Mary in back, another guy?,
Gypsy and I think Bo Rosenberg

Hey Charlie man, good to see you

Why they married

Left- Nancy and baby Eric

In October of 1972, The Press Democrat headline read “Manson Link to River Slaying.” Aryan Brotherhood members Michael Monfort and James Craig, along with notorious Manson family members Pricilla Cooper, Stacy Pitman and Lynnette Fromme (a.k.a. “Squeaky,” and who incidentally, attempted to assassinate President Gerald Ford in 1975) were arrested in connection to the murder of United States Marine James T. Willett. Willett was shot through the head with a .38 caliber weapon and buried in a shallow grave on a mountain south of Guerneville. His wife, Lauren Willett, was also found murdered and buried in a similar grave in Stockton. Monfort was the first to be linked to the murders. He used James Willett’s identification after being arrested for robbing a liquor store. He later jumped bail. His recapture was shortly followed by the arrest of the other four suspects at a Stockton apartment, where officers located Willett’s discharge papers. The prosecution subpoenaed Cooper and Pittman to testify against Monfort and Craig. In an attempt to mock the law, Monfort and Craig managed to marry the women before the trial, making it illegal for the women to testify against their husbands. Nevertheless, Monfort and Craig were both convicted and served time for their crimes. After being paroled, Craig was shot numerous times, his body was stuffed in the trunk of a car and the car was set on fire on a Sacramento street.

Nancy talks about................

Michael Monfort Seeks Dismissal

Michael Monfort Transferred

Michael Monfort Charged

Saturday, January 21, 2012

The nut don't fall far from the tree

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Bend police also revealed Saturday that a second suspect, Eric Ian Monfort, 32, had been arrested Wednesday in Portland. A third, unidentified participant in Tuesday’s holdup at the Holiday Motel remains at large.

I personally think if he invested in a few "turtle neck" sweaters, he might of been on the lam longer. And maybe he should of called Momma for "hiding out tips."


On 12/2 Nancy Pitman a.k.a "Brenda McCann" and Bruce Davis surrendered. Davis was charged in the Hinman and Shea murders and Brenda was wanted on a forgery charge. Both had lived for months down in some huge drainpipes of the L.A. flood control systems in Canoga Park.

Witness to Evil Illustrations

Here are a few fun illustrations by Bill Lignante from Patty's copy of Witness to Evil (above). She loves that there is a "10" on his head instead of a swastika, as in 10 cents. Patty paid a bit more for it than that; it's obviously been around the block. According to the acknowledgements,"Illustrations broadcast by ABC news on ABC Evening News with Howard K. Smith and Harry Reasoner."

First off, Wildman Chuck:
"Ah, so! Strong, shalp, instrument-u!" Everyone else gets full sentences but it's 1971 and Noguchi ain't white and this is a Pulp Novel:
"That Oral Whatchamacallit!" The joke never gets old. Apparently though, Bugliosi did it to impress on the female members of the jury that Charlie had the power to make the girls do utterly repulsive things (snicker), and not necessarily to embarass Babs:

Does anyone know what the enema is about? Below: Patty does not think this looks anything like Sharon Tate:
Patty hopes you've enjoyed this little flashback. Ciao for now

What Charles Manson Means to Me

Thursday, January 12, 2012
By Rachel Monroe

Originally Posted on

My Manson phases have the quality of a binge — lots of late nights on message boards, bleary mornings spent lying to my friends about how much I'm actually consuming. It's because I'm embarrassed. Sad middle school girls have their Wiccan spells and Tarot cards; their furious, zitty male counterparts revere Charlie for obvious sex/power reasons. Thirty-year-old women should have better ways to direct their darkness.

This isn't a constant obsession, but one that likes to crop up when things are going wrong. A good barometer of my mental state is the books on my nightstand; as of this morning, they included Family member Tex Watson's Would You Die For Me?; The Long Prison Journey of Leslie Van Houton; Susan Atkins's Child of Satan, Child of God; and a couple Jonestown memoirs for a bit of variety. Which is to say that things are not so great for me right now.

Most of these ex-Manson books are be bad in pretty much the same way. Read enough of them (preferably late at night, preferably while consuming enormous amounts of popcorn) and the story starts to feel like a parable: the small man says something about living in the now. He tells you you're pretty, tells you you're stupid, tells you you're his favorite. He would prefer if you grew your hair long, stopped wearing shoes, strapped this buck knife to your belt. When he gives you a new name, you feel for the first time as if you belong. He opens his dark eyes wide. It is as though he never blinks.

When you're depressed, or fifteen, reading about Charlie is strangely soothing. Pigs and nooses and speed and Death Valley and the Beach Boys, freckle-faced Squeaky Fromme and “Look at Your Game, Girl” (which I find myself accidentally humming all the time) and Doris Day's son: it's real life melodrama that confirms some dark truth you've always suspected the universe was hiding.

But my problem is, the more I read, the more I wonder — you know, that old infinitely regressing Why. The memoirs are not much help in finding answers (Susan “Sexy Sadie” Atkins blames the drugs; born-again Watkins thinks Charlie is probably a demon). They're full of mundane episodes and then, suddenly, horrifying episodes. Atkins meets Charlie (“the skinny little man”) in a San Francisco crash pad right before her drug-dealing boyfriend gets picked up by the cops; a couple years later, she carves an X in her forehead during her murder trial as a sign of eternal devotion. Charles (“Tex”) Watkins is depressed — his get-rich-quick wig selling scheme is going nowhere — until the day he picks up a long-haired hitchhiker who happens to be Dennis Wilson from the Beach Boys. Wilson invites Watkins into his mansion, where Charlie is hanging out with some googly-eyed hippie girls. A year earlier, Watkins was a Texas frat boy; a year later, he stabs eight people to death. Lynette (“Squeaky”) Fromme was sitting on a bench looking sad when Charlie happens to wander by and ask what was wrong; in 1975, she puts on a red robe and aims a Colt 45 at the president in order to get Charlie's attention. Afterward, life continues: Atkins found Jesus and died of brain cancer in prison; Watkins fathered four kids during conjugal visits; Leslie Van Houton is friends with John Waters; Squeaky lives in upstate New York, I've heard; Sandy Good may or may not be a Nazi. The whole thing echoes in my head with the cadences of a fairy tale, the kind with dark woods and wolves, and where the moral of the story is that good girls should probably stay inside.

Or maybe the moral is that the world is full of improbable happenings. Some people are in prison and some people are dead and some people are staying up too late, reading books that scare them. That last one's me, but the cumulative effect of too many Manson memoirs is seeing yourself in all of it. At two in the morning I read Atkins's chapter about tripping on acid when she was seven months pregnant (she goes into labor the next day; there aren't any clean razor blades, so Charlie has one of the other girls bite the umbilical cord off), and find myself thinking, “That could've been me!” But, no, it couldn't have. Or could it? In a dark room, sometimes it's hard to tell.

All I know is that I'm not the only one trying to get closer and closer to a thing that actually horrifies me. That doesn't make it any healthier, as habits go. Consider the Amazon reviewer, who found Tex Watson's Will You Die For Me? unsatisfying: “He describes flashes of color & movement to describe the killings. Is that it?” Of course it is, and it is (as always) both too much and not enough.

Rachel Monroe lives in Baltimore, but is in the market for a commune somewhere warmer. You can follow her on tumblr here.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

The Gift That Keeps On Giving

Three Men Sought in SE Bend Motel Holdup
Called 'Armed and Dangerous'; Two Victims Had Minor Injuries
From KTVZ.COM News Sources

Bend police are looking for three men deemed “armed and dangerous” after a holdup early Tuesday at a SE Third Street motel that left two of the three victims with minor injuries.

Sgt. Devin Lewis said the men, later identified as Keith August Wayne Jones, 25; Eric Ian Monfort, 33; and a third, unidentified man aged 20 to 30 forced entry around 12:15 a.m. to Room 21 at the Holiday Motel, 880 SE Third St., and robbed the victims at gun and knifepoint.

There were two men and a woman, all in their 20s, there at the time. The two male victims received minor injuries but the female was unhurt, Lewis said, adding that the suspects were known by two of the victims.

Jones was described as 5-foot-6, with a skinny build, brown hair and brown eyes. Monfort is about 6 feet, with a medium build, blonde hair and blue eyes. The third suspect is a white male adult, 20 to 30 years old, about 6 feet tall, with a heavy build, brown hair, brown eyes and a goatee, Lewis said.

All three suspects are still at large and are believed to be armed and dangerous, Lewis said. Anyone who sees the men are warned not to approach them but instead to call 911.

The men face likely charges of first-degree robbery, first-degree burglary, second-degree assault, second-degree theft and unlawful use of a weapon.

You can also use our Crime Stoppers Tip Line to pass on any information, at 1-800-877-TIPS, or use the form on the Crime Stoppers page at KTVZ.COM. You can remain anonymous, and you may be eligible for a cash reward.

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Sandy Good

 Circa 1970

2011-2012 - Photo Courtesy The Backporch Tapes

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

The Body - Music? Art? Or, Neither?

So there's this new-ish band called The Body who have a song out called "Song of Sarin, The Brave."

According to the article at,

"The band takes inspiration from some of the world’s most infamous cults, fascinated by their perverse versions of salvation. “Song of Sarin, the Brave” alludes to Aum Shinrikyo’s attack on the Tokyo subway system in 1995, in which members of the Japanese cult used the poisonous chemical sarin to kill 13 people and injure more than 1,000 others. Samples of Charles Manson play over murmurs of noise and a deliberately paced beat: “I have no depth of pain. I have no depth of suffering. I don’t know ridicule.”

In an interview on Youtube, the band states that "initially we sent out to alienate people." Later, they focussed energy into making art rock that creates an atmosphere that is something completely "other." Did they succeed? You tell Patty. This shit is too death-rocky for her - she likes the High Places and Kasabian stuff much better:

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Photos of Braniff Terminal at Dallas Love Field.
The airport Tex worked at.
Special thanks to Bo for the info

"I'm from MoreHead Kentucky" Charles Mac Manson
Sandy Hook Kentucky
One of the many towns Charlie lived in.

The home in Ashland Kentucky Darwin Scott was murdered in.

These are re-posts.
Thanks to "Mountain Man Jeremy" for the pics

Monday, January 9, 2012

Grump wants to show you his, too!

Grump From Pahrump's Video Collection


Tex Watson Forgiven
Larry King - Paul Watkins Interview
Larry King - Linda Kasabian Interview
Charles Manson - The Mind of Manson
Charles Manson - Will You Kill For Me?
Charles Manson - Manson’s Missing Victims
Charles Manson - Journey into Evil
Charles Manson - The Man Who Killed the 60’s


Ramrodder - Bobby B. and Gypsy
Dearly Departed - tour of death scenes

Manson - History Channel
Manson Murders - History Channel
Biography Manson Women - History Channel
Manson - Robert Hendrickson
Inside the Manson Gang - Robert Hendrickson
Helter Skelter - 1976 Version
Helter Skelter - 2000 Version
Helter Skelter Murders (Previously The Other Side of Madness)
Charles Manson Superstar
The Six Degrees of Helter Skelter
The Manson Family (Jim VanBebber 2003)

Charles in Charge - Vol 1
Charles in Charge - Vol 2
Charles in Charge - Vol 3
Charlie’s Angels
All in the Family
Charles Manson - No Sense Makes Sense
Charles Manson Interview with Bill Stout
Charles Manson Interview with Charlie Rose
Charles Manson Interview with Bill Murphy
Charles Manson Interview with Geraldo Rivera
Charles Manson Interview with Tom Snyder
Charles Manson Interview with Ed Sanders
Charles Manson Interview with Ron Regan Jr
Charles Manson Interview with Penny Daniels
Charles Manson Interview with Nikolas Schhreck (from C.M. Superstar)
White Rabbit Interview
Leslie Van Houten 1977 Interview
Susan Atkins 1976 Interview
Patricia Krenwinkel 1993 Interview
Charles “Tex “ Watson 1990 Parole Hearing
Patricia Krenwinkel 1990 Parole Hearing
Patricia Krenwinkel 1997 Parole Hearing
Leslie Van Houten 1991 Parole Hearing
Leslie Van Houten 1998/1999 Parole Hearing
(98-Denied for 1 year, 99-asked for postponement due to Bill Nelson selling tapes)
Leslie Van Houten 2000 Parole Hearing
Susan Atkins 1993 Parole Hearing
Susan Atkins 2000 Parole Hearing
Charles Manson 1992 Parole Hearing
Charles Manson 1997 Parole Hearing
Charles Manson 2007 Parole Hearing

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Patty'll show you hers if you'll show her yours!

All this talk in the Heidi Ley article about there being 160 books on Manson "and most of them bad" got Patty to thinking. What's in Patty's collection? See for yourself. Apparently she only has about 8% of the available titles:

Taming the Beast, Edward George with Dary Matera: Charlie's old prison counselor tells tales of Charlie's life behind bars up until the early 1990s.
The Family, Ed Sanders: A classic but disliked by purists because the author puts quite the spin on the facts. Patty digs it, though.
Charles Manson Now, Marlin Marynick: A psychiatric nurse from Canada who developed a long distance personal relationship with Charlie in the late 2000's tells all.
Squeaky: The Life and Times of Lynette Alice Fromme, Jess Bravin: THE SQUEAKY BIBLE until she releases her own damn book. JESS IS PATTY'S IDOL. Can anyone get her his email address? Please?
Manson In His Own Words
, Nuel Emmons:
A great read but also disliked by purists because Emmons edits Charlie's words for "improved coherence."
Trial By Your Peers
, by one of the original TLB jurors:
Grump sent this one to Patty. It's rare, it's interesting, but IT'S BAD. Grump warned Patty and he was right. Still worth a book report though, so watch for it. Thank you, Grumpy Poo.
Child of Satan, Child of God, Susan Atkins: Great details about her early days in San Francisco.
Will You Die for Me?, Charles Watson: More great details about his time in the desert before fleeing to Texas.
My Life with Charles Manson, ("Little") Paul Watkins: An engrossing read: someone (Patty forgets who) has the kindle version and it's also on line at The Colonel's pad.
Witness to Evil, George Bishop: An early cheap paperback about the trial. Patty has not read it yet but the illustrations are hilarious and definitely worth their own post. Watch for that too.
Manson, John Gilmour: Patty can't remember what she likes about this one, but it was pretty good.
Manson: Behind the Scenes, Bill Nelson: Hilarious! Some good material with some laughably awful fiction intertwined. Patty loves her some Bill Nelson. Except for that child molesting business, of course.
Desert Shadows, Bob Murphy: The Patty's constant companion on their semiannual explorations of Death Valley National Park. Patty is told it's expensive on line, but rumor has it you can get one pretty cheap in Death Valley itself.
Patty also read Mr. Hendrickson's latest, but it is now in the posession of The Evil One. Given her current paltry collection, what should she buy next? She needs some Gorightly and Schreck: these are obviously missing. What else?

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Not Mother Mary

A few folks over the months have sent me this picture of a Mary Brunner. Unfortunately she is not THE Mother Mary Brunner. The woman in the photo is 59. Ten years to young.
But great job on armature sleuthing!!
I will share with you what little info I do have on Mary. Mary will be 69 this year.
At some point probably after one of the raids she shipped the son she had with Charlie, Valentine Michael Manson off to Wisconsin for her parents to raise. They changed his name, dropping Valentine and Manson.
Mary also changed her own last name and moved out of WI. As far as I know she has never married or had any other children.