The New Yorker on Thomas Pynchon’s interactions with the band Lotion. (I have to add that the URL for this link has the phrase “Pynchon-Lotion” in it, which frankly just sounds like it might result in a mysterious rash and lead you to calling a help line from the more nefarious depths of Procter and Gamble. Out of body experience included.)
Also, the liner notes for the album in question.
Anyone have a copy of that album?
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