Psychosis and Guitars by Batson Sludge: One and Two

By Batson Sludge

A trippy, stream-of-consciousness book that feels like a wild ride through mind space that's disconnected from reality. Batson Sludge overcomes an abusive childhood and a break from reality. Now he's infamous.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jcw-Books
• Release date: Dec 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798869074713

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Psychosis and Guitars

Batson Sludge

jcw-Books

Copyright © 2024 James Chris Wilkinson

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ISBN 9798869074713

The recording studio is silent. Those were the scariest words I could ever hear. I have heard and witnessed awful things; and silence is still the worst. Recording music transformed me. – Batson Sludge

PSYCHOSIS and            

guitars            

by Batson Sludge

Chapter 1

I'm Batson Sludge. I'm a singer and a musician. I’m sitting on a gaudy gold couch in my recording studio. My scratchy voice coming out of the speakers, like a man walking away from death row, envelops me. A news crew is filming me. I tend to ramble. I was born in 1965, but my story began in 1962. What a year. Antimatter was discovered, the first James Bond film premiered, and the Cuban Missile Crisis began. The Beatles signed their first music contract in 1962. These were all awesome events. The most important event for me was the marriage of my parents. They would only stay married for three years, but they managed to make me during that time.

. I’ve been told that their marriage was so doomed to fail, that the church exploded. The explosion was an attempt by the universe, to stop it from taking place. It’s easy to imagine the steeple being propelled high into the sky as flames chase them out of the church. I wrote a song about them. Here's a part of it. The church didn't explode, at least I don't think it did. Their marriage did explode, about that I will not kid. There are tons of rumors about me. Some people think I live in a mental institution and travel with an army of psychiatrists. Some people claim that I think I'm one of the Beatles. It's time for me to tell my story and set the record straight. Speaking of the Beatles, their music heavily influenced me, just as they influenced most musicians. Eric Clapton and his bands, such as Cream also influenced me. Eric Clapton played on the White Album. I wish he would meet with Paul and Ringo and record an album. 

I was raised in a few small towns in North Carolina. I wish I could say it was like a John Mellencamp song, but it wasn’t. I wasn’t encouraged to be anything, I couldn’t be the president, and we never had a pink house.

.  I was not allowed to listen to rock music as a child. When I became an adult, I made up for the silent years. Living in an abusive household is like living in a powder keg. No fun. It caused me to retreat into a safer world. It caused me to think large thoughts. Was I real? I couldn't be certain. When I grew to be a man, would I be normal? Would I find acceptance and love?

The Rolls Royce Shadow went on sale in 1965. The Shadow cost $19,700. It took me over forty years to make that amount of money in a year. I felt like the shadow in the car’s name. Even as a small child, I never felt like a whole person. I thought of myself as a mere shadow of a person and often wondered if I was real. I often wondered if I was real, was I a complete person.

I considered if I could be a dream someone else was dreaming. When they awoke, oh no, the world I would be leaving. Sometimes I would switch, you see; I'm the dreamer, and the world only existed for me.

I was a nervous child. It didn’t help that I was afraid of my mom’s second husband. She remarried when I was