Perry Farrell has always amazed me. Lead singer of multiple bands, including Jane’s Addiction (who have put out exactly one excellent album, and nothing else, in each of the past four decades, astoundingly enough), founder and curator of Lollapalooza and general Dionysian madman of the Los Angeles night, he’s the kind of guy who could … Continue reading “Beginning to Gauge What Porno for Pyros Means in the Grand Scheme of Things”