Tracks without the Hermit: A bio of transition through the filters of not enough sex, low quality drugs, & cassette mix tapes of rock’n’roll

Tracks Without the Hermit is a bio about the author’s transitions through the filters of not enough sex, low quality drugs, & cassette mix tapes. Quote from Book: Though, I remember eating Chef Boyardee and watching ＂Return of Godzilla＂ on a milk crate at my Grandparent’s apartment in Oakland, California. I had the option of a tray with legs, but I was bohemian. I could get right into every scene. What was this cat’s bag? It seemed to me if I were that big; I’d be quite content. Holy Shit, look at Super X attack, the tanks, the soldiers, and all the screaming little folk! It’s the environment, that’s all. That’s why He’s so pissed; just like me. Environment! My anger is now transposed onto Godzilla. I think I figured something. Oh, Godzilla just blew Freud out of the water. Haven’t told Ma yet. The 80’s were strange. What was teen-hood like; if being a kid was that off key? What trampling squaller?