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Alas, Poor Rux,
I knew him well…
An Interview with Rux
It was Saturday night and South by Southwest was winding
into its final hours, when I found myself face to face with
that Upstart Pipsqueak, Rux. It seems he had come into the
BW3 to get something to eat just like I had… I grabbed
my recorder and what follows is all I could make out from
the tape.
DD: Rux, you old dog… How are you enjoying the festival?
I had no idea you would be here.
Rux: I was kind of surprised to be rolling in here myself,
actually. It's all kind of a whimsical thing for me, this
whole week is a tad bit silly all-in-all. You'd never know
it of course, it's a cleverly disguised secret of the suits.
The bad bad suits… And of course, we are searching for
Marco.
DD: What's that all about?
Rux: Well, Marco… you know who Marco is right? From
the Ants? He seems to have disappeared on us and is nowhere
to be found. We think he may be hiding out in either India,
or San Antonio… So this was a very logical stop actually.
But I was really just scouting out the opportunity to meet
up with the archangel of death.
DD: Huh?
Rux: Courtney Love… that dirty whore. This kind of talk
makes me need another drink. Bartendress!
DD: Oh… Hey, Is Skid here, too? What's going on with
the Pipsqueaks? Can I call it the Pipsqueaks?
Rux: Sure, we do. No… you know, he's married. And when
you get married you have to do married things, not go drinking
in Austin with your buddies… Well, that and that secret
project he's working on. But as us, we are currently working
on some special Up With People editions, that have been requested
by the special people at the Up with People camps around the
nation. You know, special short bus editions for the people
of Up with People. It's a real Hooray for Everything Smackdown!
Dig? Are you hip to my jive?
DD: Sure… What secret project is that?
Rux: What secret project? I didn't say anything about a secret
project… did I? If I did I'm in trouble, because then
it's no secret. I can't really be at liberty to discuss it…
He's actually over in Houston right now with some feds…
something about a hovercraft and cabbage power… That's
really all I can tell you David, or I'll have to kill you…
actually, that's too much already. You'll have to come with
me.
DD: Hey, how much have you had to drink?
Rux: Yeah, I know… And the corndogs for breakfast really
throws me a bit out of sorts. Get's me all worked up for the
rock. Do you like to rock?
DD: I love to rock, man. That's what its all about.
Rux: How are you liking the music this year, anyway? Seen
anything great? Let me ask some questions here… I'm a
real good ask-questioner.
DD: Well, I've seen some really good stuff and I guess
my favorite would be…
Rux: Hold on to that, hombre. (At this point Rux turned around
and talked to a girl who had just come in and ordered a drink…
the odd thing was that he was speaking in some non-English
language. About 3 minutes later he turned back to me.)
Rux: Oh man…
DD: Who was that?
Rux: I believe her name is Johanna… she's the bass player
for this great Swedish band, Sahara Hotnights… I seem
to be hooking myself into some sweet sweet hotnights action.
DD: I didn't know you spoke Swedish…
Rux: I don't. I was speaking to her in Dutch, she was answering
in Swedish. I don't think we knew what the hell the other
was saying, but hey… skirts a skirt in any language and
here's her number. So I guess I'm going to finish up here
and get going…
DD: Hey, is there anything you'd like to say to the Hybrid
readers?
Rux: The who??? What's all this about peace and love and
bombs and stuff. I just want everyone to know that music is
king… right next to me and Skid, of course. And see if
I don't.
And with that, the wee Rux dropped his money on the bar and
headed out the door to find what I'm sure turned out to be
much mischief.
— David DeVoe
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