TROY MARTIN SINGS ROCKY HORROR - "We Return To Transylvania"

April 1982. I wanted to get as far away as I could from ROCKY HORROR.
I didn't care if I ever saw it again.
I went to the East Coast for 4 months.
But it seemed that Fate had decided that ROCKY HORROR was going to follow me wherever I went.

I got a job at Denny's on Route 35 in Eatontown, New Jersey.
It was not far from where I went to high school.
I ran into a lot of people that I used to know. And they were doing the same old thing.
I soon discovered that the only thing that had changed was me.
For all of the experiences that I had dealt with in California, I realized that they made me a better person.

On Saturday & Sunday mornings, the cast from the GCC Shrewsbury 3 would come in after their show.
I thought that it was wonderful that ROCKY HORROR was playing there.
I was adored by the cast and I was invited to their show.
("Finally!...Someone who can do "The Time Warp" right!...Would you join our cast?")
They were really nice, but I knew that it would have been wrong for me at that time.
ROCKY HORROR was still synonymous with heartbreak to me, and my wounds had not yet healed.

Chelsie from THE DENTON AFFAIR was in NYC, and we made the pilgrimage to the 8th Street Playhouse.
Sal was a gracious and wonderful host.
And then I learned that Nora was living in New York.
I would go visit her from time to time.
Bless you, Nora. I will always have a special place in my heart for you.

Theaters were dropping "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW" all across the country.
I heard that it had stopped playing at our original home, the United Artists Theater 4 - Tyler Mall in Riverside.
I knew that it would just be a matter of time before the Tiffany would soon follow suit.

Sure enough, in February 1983, the Tiffany Theater stopped showing "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW".
I went to the last show dressed in my Criminologist outfit, and did The Time Warp one last time.
It had been 4 years since I first saw the film. It was like I had graduated from Transylvania University.
David had come to see the show on it's last night, and Brandi decided to play "Rocky Horror Politics".
She told the manager he was trouble and that she did not want him in the theater.
David had been drinking a bottle of Captain Morgan Spiced Rum, and he was in no mood for any bullshit.
And it was bullshit. So, David tossed his empty bottle through the marquee window of the theater.
The cops turned up and took him to jail. He spent the weekend there, but he eventually beat the rap.

The autographed "He's The Hero...That's Right!...The Hero!" poster in the lobby was auctioned off to Alan Hiero.
My most vivid memory of that moment was the booing and the hissing.
The whole night was a bit off a downer even though the theater was SOLD OUT.
It was the last time I ever set foot in The Tiffany.
It was over. The Tiffany closed it's doors.
One the one hand I was sad. It was The End Of An Era, one that people still talk about.
On the other hand, I knew that I would never have to see certain assholes ever again.

For almost 20 years, there were attempts to re-model the Tiffany and make it a part of the creative community.
It re-opened as a legitimate theatre in the late 90's, but it was a roller-coaster keeping it afloat.
"THE ROCKY HORROR SHOW" played there for a while in late 1999.
As of this writing, the theater is empty and available for lease.
The Tiffany Theater truly died after ROCKY HORROR left.

The "Official Rocky HQ" for Hollywood shut down in the summer of 1983.
There was nowhere left to play, no one to play with, and for some of us, nowhere to live.
People were spinning off again into different lives, groups, and situations. Richard and Brandi soon divorced.
The stench of "Rocky Horror Politics" managed to stink up the world again during that year.
Other people started entering our world, and they were not very nice people.
They seemed to have some sort of twisted agenda and more interested in stirring up shit.
What really sucked was that didn't seem to like ROCKY HORROR as much as they enjoyed causing trouble.
I hope that I never have to experience the back-biting, subterfuge, and bad energy of that period ever again.

A few months later, Steve told us that ROCKY HORROR started playing at a theater in Westwood.
It didn't bring in any crowds, and so it didn't last very long. None of us went.
ROCKY HORROR was still playing in the Valley.

"THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW AUDIENCE PAR-TIC-I-PATION ALBUM" was released that year.
Sal had come out to Hollywood to promote it at an event at The Roxy, but I didn't go.
I like Sal, but I just did not want to be anywhere near some of the other people that I knew would be there.
ROCKY HORROR was dead, at least for me.
It was a sad, bitter, confusing, and unfriendly time that culminated in a nasty brawl at the end of the summer.
Lines were drawn, people's lives were ruined, and good friends became bitter enemies.
Some of those bad feelings from that time still exist to this day. It was that bad.
It was miserable. The Spirit was gone.

The CDC reported that a new type of virus called AIDS was killing people in New York.
And a new drug called "crack" was starting to make inroads among the party crowd.
And I spent the summer taking a lot of LSD. By the end of the summer, I had had enough.
I once again felt that I had no control over my life.

In October 1983, I moved to Phoenix for a year.
I had a job at The Plaza Club. It was great money.
I soon discovered Ziggie's Music, a music store just down the street.
And then I really started to play guitar.

I stayed away from ROCKY HORROR for over 3 years.
I was really too busy working, and I spent the rest of my time studying and playing guitar.
In 1984, I moved back to Hollywood to attend MI.
In 1985, I ran into Steve, and he told me that ROCKY HORROR had just started playing at The Nuart Theater.
He also told me that the cast and crowds at the Nuart were fun and energetic like the Tiffany days.

The next time I went to ROCKY HORROR was when I took Jade Blackmore to the Nuart in 1986.
She was a Virgin, and she got a real kick out of it. She said, "That Frank N. Furter is pretty cute!"
I remember that the cast was really good, and the crowd was really energetic and into it.
I also met Dennis Miller, who was signing people up for the ROCKY HORROR Official Fan Club.
Sal Piro has said that Dennis has the record for signing people up for the fan club.
It was great to see that ROCKY HORROR had a new home in Los Angeles.

But, life moved on for me, and ROCKY HORROR was not on my mind for a while.
Playing music was now the focus of my life and almost got me killed. (That's another story).

By March 1987, Jade left me, and the band broke up.
I was ass-out, living in my car, and discovering a new drug called "crystal".
So much for playing music. I was now living the real rock'n'roll bohemian lifestyle.
It was a very harrowing and violent time for me. It had more to do with survival than it did with music.
It was not easy. I had to deal with some scary fucking people.
Steve & Kurt were in the neighborhood, and we did our best to maintain our sanity and stay out of trouble.

Steve & I went to the Nuart just to forget our troubles and keep ourselves sane.
By now, the Nuart was as the established ROCKY HORROR venue for Los Angeles.
"Going to Rocky" was good for me. It made me forget my troubles for a little while.
A few days later, I was bumming on life sitting behind the Pantages Theater in Hollywood.
A white Cadillac pulled up right next to where I was sititng, and there was...Tim Curry.
Tim was starring in stage production of "Me And My Girl".
I said "Hi", and he smiled at me and headed on into the theater.

I found myself in the same spot the next week, once again, a white Cadillac pulled up and there was Tim Curry.
This time he walked up to me and shook my hand. I could tell that he didn't think that I was a stalker.
I told him how I enjoyed his work, and he invited me to be his guest to see the show the following evening.
I asked him if it would be all right to bring some thing to autograph, and he said, "It will be my pleasure!"
The next night, I arrived nice and early with my #01809 of 2000 of "THE ROCKY HORROR SCRAPBOOK".
I went to the box office, and sure enough, I was listed as Tim's guest. Woo-Hoo!

The show was great! "The Lambeth Walk" was ringing in my ears!
Afterwards, I was escorted backstage to Tim's dressing room.
He welcomed me in, and was gracious and just plain wonderful.
I presented my scrapbook to him, and he smiled as he looked at the picture on the cover.
He said, "I'll sign it on the arm."
ROCKY HORROR made me happy even when I was at a low point in my life.

I wound up going back to Phoenix to clean up, and I started working at Ziggie's Music repairing guitars.
It was in Phoenix that I got my first bootleg VHS of the film with Japanese subtitles.
Out of boredom, I did see the film in Phoenix. It kinda sucked...no real cast or costumes.
The entire pre-show was a kid who basically insulted everyone that was in the audience.
No Fun. I walked out. Bullshit.
The next time I went to nearby Mesa.
Mesa was fun...good crowd...worst print of the film I've EVER seen in my life.
But...I got laid! God, I love this movie!

In 1988, Steve visited me in Phoenix, but ROCKY HORROR had been dropped from the theater the week before.
We thought about going to see it in Mesa, but when I mentioned to him that the theater had the worst,
most-scratched and chopped-up print of the film I've EVER seen, we decided not to go.
So we sat around my place, smoked pot, jammed on guitar, and caught up with each other.

A few months later, I was in LA on business, and Richard, Kurt, Steve & I went to the Nuart and had a great time.
I believe that this was the first incarnation of SINS OF THE FLESH that I ever saw perform at the Nuart.

My house in Phoenix burned down on July 4,1989. ("Fuck you, Debbie!")
Talk about fireworks! I left Phoenix in August of 1989, in disgrace, heartbroken and and disillusioned.
I went back to Hollywood and soon started experimenting with heroin. That lasted less than 3 weeks.
I wound up in a gutter in Venice, puking my guts out in the pouring rain.
I was certain that I was going to die that night.
I realized that I needed to kick it. And I did kick it with very little difficulty.
I was very, very lucky. I hadn't got to the point of shooting it, so kicking it was easy for me.
I never went back to it. It's still the worst drug that anyone can do. It destoys creativity.

With nowhere to go, I hooked back up with Richard, who was now based out of Moreno Vallley CA.
He had a nice place with his girlfriend, and Steve was living there, too.
This was just before Moreno Valley exploded in growth and population.
I spent a lot time working in Hollywood, and I would hang at Richard's place.
It saved my life.

We were bored with partying, and we knew that we needed some new kind of kick.
Richard, Steve & I went to a ROCKY HORROR costume contest at the Stardust Ballroom in Hollywood.
It was bullshit. It was not a real ROCKY HORROR event. The disco had used ROCKY HORROR in it's advertising.
The contest was so blatanly rigged. We left. But not before I got to make-out with a cute liitle tart.

In 1990, The 15th Anniversary of "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW" was in full swing.
There was an air of freshness and vitality going around that had not been felt in nearly 10 years.
ROCKY HORROR was now considered "retro" and cool again.
A lot of the fans from our age group now had kids of their own, and they were taking them to ROCKY HORROR.
It was a great time. ROCKY HORROR was back. And so was The Spirit. And so were we.

I made sure that we had the RHPS 15th Anniversary Box Set, and the re-issue of the film soundtrack on CD.
Lisa Kurtz Sutton worked for Ode Records to put together the entire package.
It was great to know that one of the most hardcore Tiffany alumni was involved in producing it.

On November 8, 1990, FOX had released the VHS of the film, and Richard bought one on the first day of release.
It cost $89.95, but one our oldest ROCKY HORROR dreams had come true: To own an actual copy of the film.
Richard put it in the VCR and we started to watch it.
I turned the volume up on the amplifier, and the wonderful music started to play through the monitors.
Richard said, "Fuck it!...Crank the volume all the way up!...Let the neighbors know what's good!"
And we did. We celebrated our favorite film once again.
We dug out the old costumes, and started making new ones.
Richard started working on a new Frank "Sweet T" costume.

RICHARD GIFFORD
Moreno Valley CA - 1990

TROY MARTIN
Moreno Valley CA - 1990

As I mentioned before, some things were lost "in transit".
My original Crim costume was among them. It probably wouldn't have fit anyway.
So I dug out a gray suit that I had, pulled out my beloved ascot, and slapped on a wig.
I may have not had the perfect costume, but I certainly had The Spirit.
Again, I'm still looking for a "proper" smoking jacket with the right materials and colors that actually fits me.

ROCKY HORROR OFFICIAL FAN CLUB KIT

I became an Official Fan Club Representative. I still carry my membership card in my wallet.
We went everywhere in Southern California that showed the film.
The Nuart, Montclair, Pasadena, Long Beach, Redondo Beach, everywhere.
Unfortunately, we did not attend "The Master's Affair" held at 20th Century-Fox.

But we did go to Bull 'N' Mouth on the UCR campus in Riverside on Halloween.

TROY MARTIN, RICHARD GIFFORD
Bull 'N' Mouth
Riverside CA- 1990

In early 1991, we went to the Nuart for the first of the many memorable nights we've ever had there.
We were tripping on some really good LSD. ("Don't piss, Troy!...You'll waste your fry!")
People stopped and stared when we got in line. We still had the "magic touch".
Richard went across the street to get something to eat, and he came back to the theater.
All I could see was Riff-Raff crossing the street. Not Richard dressed as Riff-Raff, but RIFF-RAFF.
I know that we scared the shit out of some people that night.
Some of them just were not prepared to see guys in their 30's in full ROCKY HORROR costumes.
We went back to the Nuart a few times after that in various different costumes.

Montclair was fun, too.
EROTIC NIGHTMARES had gone there a few times way back in late 1979, but now it was in a different theater.
Montclair was the first place Richard won Best Riff-Raff.
Now, over 10 years later, he debuted his new "Sweet T" outfit.
He realized one of his dreams...performing Frank.
The Montclair cast was nice, and we really enjoyed going there.

During the 1991 pilot season, my old band mate, John Baltic told me that his cousin had written a new TV pilot.
The show was a sitcom called "Big Deals", was wtitten by Chris Thompson, and it starred Tim Curry.
It was was going to be shot at Paramount Studios in Hollywood. I had been working there during that season.
Richard, our friend Larry, and I got there early, so I decided to show them around the lot.
As we went on to the soundstage, Tim was heading out to his trailer. He recognized me and said "Hi."
We spoke for a moment, and then headed back outside to meet with the rest of our party.
After being seated, we discovered that several people from the Nuart had been invited to see the show.
They a great appreciative bunch. We were in good company.
We were seated in the front row, and I had a direct view of Tim on the stage.
The cast came out and took a bow before the show.

"Big Deals" was about 2 guys trying to make money.
Tim played Christopher Nissell, a divorced father. Corey Parker played his roommate.
Christopher Nissell loses his job, and out of desperation, he trys to get a job at a movie theater.
There was a funny bit with Tim dressed up in an elaborate vintage "Chinese Theater" movie usher's uniform.
He is so embarrassed by his situation that he mocks suicide using his flashlight as a ceremonial dagger.
By the end of the show, all is well, and Christopher Nissell gets a new job and a litter of puppies for his son.
After the show, the rest of the audience left, and we remained on the stage and joined the private party.
Tim & I spoke for little while, and I introduced him to Richard.
Daryl Lathrop to the photograph that appears below.

RICHARD GIFFORD, TIM CURRY, TROY MARTIN
Hollywood - 1991

A few weeks later, we attended Tim's party at "The Act Of The Poet".
It was a reading at Chateau Marmont for the Poetry Society Of America.
Tim read a few pieces, but his reading of "The Applicant" by Sylvia Plath is what really sticks in my mind.
Afterward, Tim thanked me again for coming, shook my hand & smiled.
That was the last time I saw Tim face to face.

In October 1991, the City of West Hollywood was hosting an outdoor performance in West Hollywood Park.
SINS OF THE FLESH were the cast scheduled to perform that night.
The City needed people to pass out flyers, and I didn't have anything else better to do, so I distributed about 100 of them around town. While I was out delivering them, I walked into The Spike on Santa Monica Boulevard.
There was a flyer near the door for VOYEURISTIC INTENTION doing their show at The Rialto in South Pasadena.
Their show was scheduled for the same night as the show in West Hollywood.
I'm glad I saw that flyer.

On Saturday October 26, 1991, Richard, Kip, Carol & I drove to West Hollywood Park to see the show.
It was pouring torrential rain for the entire 70-mile drive from Moreno Valley to West Hollywood.
Upon our arrival, we learned that the show had been cancelled due to the rain.
I mentioned the flyer for the show at The Rialto.
So we drove another 15 miles in the pouring rain from West Hollywood to South Pasadena.
As if by magic, the rain stopped as soon as we arrived at the theater.

The Rialto Theater is located at 1023 Fair Oaks Avenue, South Pasadena, CA.
We did our make-up, straightened our costumes, and partied a bit in the paking lot.
There was a decent line going into the theater when were turned the corner.
And then all eyes were on us. Richard was Riff-Raff, I was The Joker, and Kip & Carol were "goth".
Everyone in that line stopped, turned, and stared at us. Every one of them.
We all looked pretty cool. The people seemed to like it, too.

VOYEURISTIC INTENTION were the cast for the Rialto, and they were sponsoring a costume contest.
It was great because they were judging 2 catagories, "Rocky" and "non-Rocky".
A lot of people were dressed up that night in a variety of costumes.
Naturally, Richard took first prize as Riff-Riff. The audience decided the winners.
I won best "non-Rocky" for The Joker.
My prize was a copy of Sal Piro's "Creatures Of The Night: The Rocky Horror Picture Show Experience".
Shelley Foss (Magenta) signed it for me on page 101.

We had such a good time, that we decided to go back 2 weeks later.
This time, Richard would wear his new "Sweet T" costume, and I would be the The Criminologist.
Our friend Dan was a Virgin, so we dressed him in Richard's Riff-Raff costume, bald cap and all, for his first show.
When we got to The Rialto, several girls asked him, "Are you one of the guys that were here 2 weeks ago?".
Dan replied, in all honesty, "Nope. I've never been here before."
We had a lot of fun. One thing was certain, we had not lost our touch!
I got to do The Crim that night. That was the last time I ever performed at ROCKY HORROR.

On the night we went to Redondo Beach, Richard wanted to wear his "Sweet T" costume.
Just as we were walking to the car, Richard fell down the full flight of stairs in full Frank drag.
I was mortified that he might have hurt himself, but he all he did was break his heels.
He went back upstairs, and pulled out 2 long industrial screws, and drilled them into the shoes. Good as new!
Sooo...we went to Redondo Beach, and as we were standing in line, a group of fans came up to us and asked,
"Are you those 2 guys that have been going to all of the theaters? We heard about you!"
Our reputation had preceded us, and we both felt that in itself was worth our efforts.
Redondo Beach Beach was a fun group, too.
It was the last time I ever dressed up as The Crim.

All good things must come to an end, and this was no different.
Once again, I had developed a serious "crystal" addiction, and I just couldn't get my shit together.
So in a bold move, I took a chance and moved back to Hollywood to meet my fate.
I moved into Hollywood Billiards at Hollywood & Western just 2 weeks before the 1992 Los Angeles Riots.
I stood on top of the building and watched the city burn.
One of the best things about Hollywood Billiards was that almost everyone there enjoyed Rocky music.
If they didn't like it, they at least respected it, and recognized ROCKY HORROR as an art form.
The bad thing about Hollywood Billiards was that it was a violent, drug-feuled environment.
Perfect for a guy who wanted to clean up.

I bought "A Different Set Of Jaws" one-sheet poster and hung it in my room.
Crazy rocker chicks really dig ROCKY HORROR, so I got a LOT of "action" at The Billiards. And I do mean A LOT.
But as far as actually going to ROCKY HORROR, it was, for the most part, "back in the closet" for me.
I was ready to go to Sal's party celebrating the first TV broadcast of "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW".
But at the last minute, I got involved with a cute, horny tweaker chick. C'est la vie.
I watched the film when FOX broadcast it on TV for the first time on October 25, 1993.

After the Northridge quake destroyed The Billiards in 1994, I had to find a new place.
As luck would have it, I found a place across the street from our Tiffany-era "Rocky HQ".
I had come full circle in a way, and I was proud that I had "come back to the old neighborhood".
By the Fall 1994, Richard, Steve & I were hanging out again, but we didn't really "go to Rocky" much.
I was more concerned with working. I went back to work as an actor in early 1995.

On October 20, 1995, Richard, Steve & I attended "The ROCKY HORROR 20th Anniversary Celebration".
The event was held at the Roxy Theater...right down the street from The Tiffany Theater.
The Roxy is my musical home away from home...I've seen a lot of bands there over the years.
It was great to go there and do ROCKY HORROR for change.
I met a wonderful and diverse group of ROCKY HORROR fans from all over the world.
A Wonderful Affair.

The next night was at The Pantages Theater.
The Pantages is not far from my house, so we walked down Hollywood Blvd. in our costumes.
I went dressed as The Joker, complete with green hair.
Steve went as Mr. S.L. Gumby, and he got mobbed by a group of Japanese girls.
Richard went as Riff-Raff. We looked great.
I ran into my friends from THE DENTON AFFAIR.

JILL McMANUS, MICHELE MORRIS, RICHARD GIFFORD
"THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW 20th ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION"
PANTAGES THEATER
Hollywood - October 21, 1995

BUT THE BEST PART OF THE ENTIRE WEEKEND WAS SEEING JILL & MICHELE AGAIN!
Barry Bostwick, Richard O'Brien, & Patricia Quinn, were there, as was Sal Piro.

However, even at this wonderful occasion, the foul odor ROCKY HORROR politics was wafting in the air.
A lot of things pissed me off that night.

The odious Erik Kellstrom spotted me and he started following me around.
His reputation as a real sicko had preceded him.
He had green teeth and saliva flecked from his mouth as he spoke.
He kept talking to me in some "ren faire" language. (GAAHHH!!!...Fuck off, dickhead! I don't do ren faire!)
Even then, there was not much coming out of his mouth, other than the saliva.
He was cramping my style...and scaring away the ladies.
So I gave him a little dose of verbal Joker venom.
("I know who you are. I know what you do. And I know where you live.")
He got the message and finally went away. I noticed that no one else wanted to be around him.

People were talking shit about Tim Curry for not being there. Like he owed them something, you know?
That kind of pissed me off since the Pantages was where I first met Tim back in 1987.
The Joker was rising. I was one pissed-off tweaker.

Not letting Richard in the costume contest was the last straw.
Richard was dressed as Frank at the Roxy the night before, and as Riff-Raff at the Pantages.
When they brought all the Riff-Raff's on to the stage, Richard was forbidden from entering the costume contest.
It was a violation of the "rules" of the costume contest...you had to dress as the same character both nights.
We figured,"Hey...Suck One!...WE PAID OUR MONEY, and you're on our turf, so Fuck You!"
Richard walked on to the stage anyway, and stared at the crowd. As always the crowd went nuts for him.
I started climbing over the seats screaming, "BIG PENIS!!!...BIG PENIS!!!...BIG PENIS!!!"
I left early because I had a horrendous headache, and I had had enough.
My head felt like it was about to split open. I thought to myself, "So this is a stroke..."
Richard & Steve came home later to find me on the floor.
Richard just said, "Ahhh...Troy....Everyone still knows how much of an asshole you are."
He did however, present me with a copy of the new "Sing It!" CD.
Richard soon moved up to Boise, Idaho for a while.
I was so disgusted that I didn't go back to ROCKY HORROR for 12 years.

I finally kicked drugs once and for all in April 1996. I've been clean and sober since then.
I started working as a librarian at Book City on Hollywood Boulevard.
I bought my first DVD player.
The first DVD I bought was the 2-disc version of "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW".

I first met Drew Carey when I was working at the bookstore. Drew reads a lot.
Years later, we hung out when he would come to the Bigfoot Lodge to sing karaoke.
Drew's a good singer, and a ROCKY HORROR fan.
I'll never forget the time I sang "The Time Warp" for the first time.
Drew was in the audience taking that "step to the right".
Through my work at the studio, I have met with Kathy Kinney, and Ryan Stiles, too.
This is one my favorite bits from "The Drew Carey Show".
It's "New York and Queens" from the 2nd season. It was filmed on the WB lot in 1997.
Thank you, Drew!

I met Ann Miller. She was a lot like her character, Coco, from "Mulholland Drive".
She could be really nice, or, she could be volatile. I once saw her go on a tirade about Esther Williams.
I never did ask her if she was aware of that reference to her in the Original Roxy Cast Album.

I met Richard O'Brien in 1999, and I'm very sorry to say that he was a dick to me.
We were standing in line at Starbucks in the Beverly Center.
He was practicing "The-Fine-Art-Of-Being-Noticed-Without-Looking-Like-He-Wanted-To-Be-Noticed."
He stared at me as we waited in line for our coffee. I recognized him and said "Hi".
All he did was put both of his hands up to his mouth and say "Oh Dear!...Oh Dear!...Oh Dear!"
He glowered at me with contempt. His 2 comrades appeared out of nowhere, and flanked him.
One of them told me, "Contact Sal Piro regarding any kind of ROCKY HORROR fan activities".
Richard O'Brien then stormed off like I had just killed his Mom. Needless to say, I was very disappointed.
Oh well...That's Hollywood.

In 2000, I appeared in an episode of "Spin City" entitled "Balloons Over Broadway".
I played one of Mayor Randall M. Winston Jr.'s bodyguards.
WOW!!!...I got to be in a scene with Barry Bostwick!

"SPIN CITY - BALLOONS OVER BROADWAY"
November 22, 2000

In 2001, Kurt informed me that the Riverside Tyler Mall United Artists Theater 4 had been demolished.
Another important part of my "Rocky" past was gone.
Naturally, I felt sad about it. It was the theater where I first saw "THE ROCKY HORROR PICTURE SHOW".
It was where EROTIC NIGHTMARES did their best stuff, and where we had learned to "tread the boards".
Today, it is a Barnes & Noble, Tyler Mall is "The Galleria At Tyler" with AMC Tyler Galleria 16 as it's theaters.

I never thought I would ever go back to ROCKY HORROR.

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