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Blood on the Tracks is the production of I Heart

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Radio and Double Elvis. Phil

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Spector was a musical genius, one of

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the most successful record producers of all time.

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He's now sitting behind bars, serving a nineteen

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years to life sentence for murder. This

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is his story told by

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his so called friends. This

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is a Special Agent Paul Ramon with the Federal Bureau

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of Investigation, working case number

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double oh four Dash ten DAS seven one

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nine, case subject as Specter Philip

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Harvey. This information pertains to a

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period ending February third, two thousand three.

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Interview subject as Clarkson Lana

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Interview number three Dash four six

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STAPH two oh five Dash seven

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six six Spirit Confessional

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Recall number nine October one.

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I didn't even know him.

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I didn't know him at all. I

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mean I got to know him a little.

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I got to know what he wanted me to know. I

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was on a need to know basis with fell Specter.

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He was in control of his own narrative.

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It was just the two of us, the

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two of us in the middle of the night, in

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his car, in his castle.

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We had just met for the first time and

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the last time. Some

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would say he told me too much Others

1:34

would say he didn't tell me enough. Some

1:37

would say I shouldn't have gone with him.

1:40

Others would say I did the right thing. But

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no one knows. Really, no

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one really knows what went down that

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night besides me and Phil. The

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only thing everyone else was pretty too

1:53

was the blood. The blood

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on the chair, the blood on the

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stairs, the blood before

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before, and the

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trach Chapter

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nine, Phil Specter

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and Lana Clarkson. I

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didn't know who he was at first. I

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thought he was one of those guys who walks into

2:54

the place after midnight, some bimbo

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on his arm, slip

2:59

someone a fifty dollar bill, tries to get a

3:01

table, acts like he owns

3:03

the place, but clearly doesn't own the

3:05

place. He's not even

3:07

a member, just some

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schmo trying to impress the gold digger

3:12

by his side, bad

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hairpiece, wearing dark

3:16

sunglasses inside at one

3:18

am, drunk like it's the

3:20

first time in his life he's been drunk,

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dumb grin on his face, a

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JABRONI So

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I didn't let him through. The Foundation

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room at the House of Blues is strictly members

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only, and that's a

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annual feet right. I

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didn't know this guy from Adam

3:42

I've never seen him. He wasn't

3:44

getting past me. I

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had been the hostess at the House of Blues on

3:49

the Strip for a while, longer

3:51

than I would have liked to admit, to be honest, so

3:54

I knew all the regulars.

3:58

I made the daily commute from my place in Venice.

4:01

Shifts usually ran from six at night

4:03

till two in the morning. It

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was a gig to fill in the gaps, unnecessary

4:09

evil, something

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to earn some steady cash while I continued

4:14

busting my ass with casting calls

4:17

and auditions and grabbing whatever roles

4:19

I could grab. I

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was forty. It's not

4:23

like I was all washed up, far

4:26

from it. But I found myself

4:28

in a valley at the time, a

4:30

valley in the natural ebb and flow of

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an actor's professional life.

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And when you find yourself in a valley, you

4:37

scramble and do what you gotta do to pull

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yourself back out find that

4:42

next mountain. Every

4:44

actor needs to side hustle every now and then.

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This particular side hustle was

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a humbling experience and

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occasionally humiliating. I

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was waiting on high rollers A

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level types, B level types,

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the kind of Hollywood player who could afford

5:05

to shell out an annual feat just to walk

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into the joint. And

5:11

so other actors would show up to the foundation

5:13

room, actors who had beat me

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out for this role or that role, and

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I had to seat them, show

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them to their table, wait

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on them. I hated

5:25

that moment, that moment when

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the person I was about to see would put

5:29

their hand gently on my arm

5:31

and patronizingly say, hey,

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aren't you Lana Clarkson?

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And not because they had seen me in Barbarian

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Queen either Verian

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queen. No man can touch

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her naked steel. It

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wasn't the recognition that a fan has

5:52

when they meet a star. It

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was the recognition that a winner has

5:57

when they run into a loser. So

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there, I was not wanting

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to get recognized by all the wrong

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people, and it turns out

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I wasn't recognizing the right

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people. I

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was ready to toss this guy out

6:15

on his ass, wipe the

6:17

shit eating grin right off his little

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Lord fauntleroy face. He

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asked to speak to a manager. One

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of the waitresses happened to be walking by at

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that moment and saw what was going on. She

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pulled me aside. Don't

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you know who that is, she whispered.

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I shook my head. Phil

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Specter didn't

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ring a bowl. The record

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producer still

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nothing to

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do. Run Run guy

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walks around his castle in Alhambra

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in the dark, wearing up Batman on costume.

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I had heard about that. It

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was in some Time magazine article or something.

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Then the waitress started to hum the melody

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of that song, and it clicked. I

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turned to face the man I was about

7:16

to send back into the street, menus

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in hand, Mr Specter,

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I said, my apologies.

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I almost didn't recognize

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you this way to your table.

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My face must have been beat red.

7:32

I wanted to go crawl back into

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the kitchen, find a stainless

7:36

steel table to hide under, and

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just die.

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Oh the

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woman he was with, she

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had that hospitality industry

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look like she had just worked

7:52

a grueling, demeaning shift already

7:54

that night and now was being taken

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out on the town by some guy who barely knew

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her. I called

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him like, I saw, whether

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you're an actress or a hostess, you

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get good at that sort of thing in the thick of the

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Hollywood jungle. She

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just gave me one of those half smiles,

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the kind that simultaneously says

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thank you and fuck you.

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When they sat down, I could tell there

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was trouble in paradise already. They

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weren't really talking that much to

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each other. His eyes

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would follow me every time I walked

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by, and I didn't know

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if it was because he thought I was an idiot

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for not recognizing him, or

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if he was turned on by the fact that I didn't

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recognize him. I'd

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find out soon enough. He

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ordered a Bacardi and she had a glass

8:50

of water that really

8:53

set him off. He was there

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to drink, to get shitty and have

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a good time, and it pissed him off

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that woman on his arm would

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rather be back home in deep blissful

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sleep than tie one on with him.

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He started to yell at her, loud

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enough that we could all hear him.

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He was like, get a fucking

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drink, and she just waved

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him off like he was a fruit fly

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trying to land on the rim of her glass.

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It wasn't too long after he

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raised his voice that his driver showed

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up at the hostess stand. He

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said Mr Specter asked him

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to take his date home, but

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Mr Specter was going to stay a little

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longer. After

9:39

his date was gladly chaperone

9:41

outside. He tried to order more

9:44

drinks, but the guy was

9:46

so drunk and it was at least

9:48

two, if not later, and we had to wrap

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it up. He paid for

9:52

the eight dollar BICCARDI and the five dollar

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water and left a tip that was like four

9:57

hundred bucks, and

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then he asked me to join him for a drink

10:02

as I was walking by his table again after

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he had already been told the bar was closed.

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At first, I thought he was just working in an angle

10:13

to get another drink, that maybe

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if he could convince one of the staff members

10:17

to join him, the taps would flow for him

10:19

once more. So

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I sat down with him for a moment.

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He asked me to accompany him back to his place

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in Alhambra, his castle, as

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he put it, I politely

10:31

declined, a guy who walks

10:34

around in the dark with a batman costume wants

10:36

me to come over, and what do

10:38

I play? Catwoman or maybe

10:40

poison ivy? No, thank

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you. I hardly

10:45

knew the guy. I wasn't about to get myself

10:47

too deep, but

10:52

he was persistent. He kept

10:54

asking, I kept declining,

10:57

and then he compromised. He asked if he could

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drive me to my car. Well, actually,

11:03

if his driver could drive me to my car,

11:06

you know. Once he was back from

11:08

dropping off the date at her place, we

11:11

got in the elevator together. He

11:14

turned his head slightly towards me and said,

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I bet you won't forget me again. He

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was buying time. He was

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going to try to butter me up in his car, get

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me to change my mind about going to his

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place. I said

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to myself, Laana, get

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in his car and see how you feel

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in a few minutes. Maybe

11:36

turn this humdrum night sating

11:38

aless clientele on the strip on its

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ear. Maybe maybe

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not. It was

11:45

close to two thirty am when I clocked

11:47

out of the House of Blues and followed Phil into

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the cool evening air. My

11:52

mind was not made up

11:55

yet. I

12:26

was always in the background, a

12:29

face in the crowd, always

12:31

walking on screen just to walk off. Sometimes

12:35

the roles were minor. Fast times

12:37

at Ridgemond High was like that. I

12:39

had a line at least High

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that was the line. There

12:45

were no lines in scarface. Scarface

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was minor, minor. I'm

12:50

there for a second or two, helping to fill

12:52

the frame as part of the ensemble, and

12:54

then I'm gone. The

12:57

bigger rules were always the lower profile

12:59

pictures, the Roger Corman

13:02

stuff, the ones where I was

13:04

a buxom warrior and a fur leotard

13:07

doing the female cone in the Barbarian

13:09

thing, I'll be

13:11

No Man's Slave and no Man's horror

13:15

zena Lucy Lawless. They were all inspired

13:17

by that one. I like to

13:19

think I paved the way in a cult

13:22

classic kind of way.

13:25

I never got used to the nudity.

13:27

I always felt it was beneath me. But

13:30

it was a boy's town and a boy's

13:32

game, and I did what I had to do to

13:34

move forward. But I

13:36

never took any ship from anyone.

13:40

These nude publicity shots of me

13:42

wound up in some paper in San Francisco,

13:44

and I lost it. I

13:48

went right to Roger Corman himself

13:51

and demanded to know what the hell

13:53

was the big idea. He

13:55

took me to the publicity department so

13:57

that I could bear witness to his verbal

14:00

eat down. See.

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I admired a classier Hollywood

14:05

than the Hollywood of the nineteen eighties. I'm

14:08

talking Marilyn Monroe, Jane

14:10

Mansfield. I

14:13

met Lana Turner, once the

14:15

epitome of Hollywood class. Of

14:18

course, she's the actress I'm named after.

14:21

We both had the same hairdresser, so

14:24

we were introduced sometime in the early eighties

14:27

before I had landed much of anything. That

14:30

Lana hadn't acted in years, but

14:33

she still carried herself like a star, the

14:36

glow, the ploise, the

14:39

class. I

14:41

like to think I inherited more than a name,

14:44

that I took on the whole aura of

14:46

a golden age, a bygone

14:49

era. Maybe

14:51

that's what Phil saw in me that night. Maybe

14:55

I was an echo to Phil, something

14:57

that called out to him from Afar, something

15:00

that brought him back to a place that he never

15:02

wanted to leave. The

15:05

more he talked to me in the car on the

15:08

ride back to his place in Alhambra, the

15:10

more I learned that he was a soul that

15:12

was stuck in time. His head

15:14

was in the sixties. Time

15:17

kept pushing ahead, but Phil didn't

15:19

go along for that ride.

15:23

He was a mono man living in

15:26

a quadraphonic world. Hang

15:29

on, I should explain. You're

15:31

probably thinking, wait, she told

15:33

him she wasn't going home with him.

15:37

I changed my mind. I

15:42

did accept the invitation to go back to his

15:44

castle. After all, he was

15:46

relentless. What can I say

15:49

he made me an offer I couldn't refuse. When

15:53

we left the House of Blues, Phil was

15:55

walking like a slow motion pinball,

15:58

banging around a machine. He

16:00

was feeling no pain, I'll put

16:02

it that way. I helped

16:05

him into the Mercedes and his driver

16:07

Adriana, this real nice kid. He

16:09

helped him get inside the back seat. Inside

16:13

the car, he invited me. He begged

16:16

me to come home with him a few more times.

16:19

The third time he asked me, right

16:21

as we were pulling up to my parked car, is

16:23

the moment I changed my mind? What's

16:26

the worst that could happen? Right? Because

16:31

at first his stick was a little endearing.

16:34

He seemed to really want my company.

16:37

I couldn't really tell if it was a

16:39

romantic thing or not. I

16:42

think he just didn't want to be alone.

16:48

I knew I was the third woman he'd been

16:50

with that night. He told me that

16:54

he'd been all over l A, spent hours

16:56

haunting this place in that place. Dinner

16:59

during X he told me what

17:01

they'd eaten and how nothing

17:03

was really going the way he wanted. The

17:06

other women weren't good company, but

17:09

he could tell I was good company.

17:13

That was the kind of minimal flattery

17:15

he offered up during the thirty minute ride

17:17

from Hollywood to Alhambra. We

17:23

took the one oh one to the ten. It

17:25

was so late the traffic wasn't a complete

17:28

nuisance. The

17:31

talk quickly turned to Phil just talking

17:33

about Phil. It was either

17:35

because he was extremely intoxicated,

17:37

or he was nervous, or perhaps

17:40

he'd just liked to talk about himself.

17:43

He was intrigued that I didn't know much

17:45

about him, and he wanted to give me

17:47

a Phil Specter crash course right

17:49

there in the car. Huh, Phil

17:52

Specter one oh one. On the one oh one.

17:56

He told me about the Righteous Brothers, about

17:58

the Beatles, and John and George,

18:01

about Agantina, about

18:03

the Romans. But

18:06

he didn't talk about them as if they were his friends.

18:09

I don't even know that he looked back on his time

18:11

with any of them fondly. He

18:14

talked about them, to talk about them,

18:16

to name drop. He

18:21

told me he recorded Elvis and that the

18:23

Beach Boys wouldn't have been the Beach

18:25

Boys without him, that

18:27

modern pop music as we know it would have

18:29

ceased to exist. The

18:32

more he talked, the more the initial

18:34

appeal of his personality started to

18:36

wear thin. I wondered

18:38

if I had made a mistake after all.

18:42

And then he told me about his castle. He

18:45

didn't call it a house or even a mansion.

18:47

It was his castle. He

18:50

said, you gotta see it, you know, just

18:52

wait to see. He was

18:54

trying to explain the architecture and a staircase

18:57

in something about suits of armor. That's

19:00

the part when I wondered if he had drifted off

19:02

into loopy land talking

19:04

about suits of armor, like

19:06

who the fox has suits of armor at

19:09

their house. The

19:11

more he described his place, the

19:13

more I thought I was walking into a droopy

19:16

dog cartoon. We

19:19

drove through the suburbia of Alhambra,

19:22

you know, the strip malls, the bungalows.

19:25

It was a sleepy place, a

19:28

sleepy place, especially so late

19:30

at night. But there was really

19:32

nothing to write home about there.

19:37

I actually caught myself wondering

19:40

what it was about the place he liked so

19:42

much. We

19:45

got to these huge iron gates,

19:48

so big that Adriano had to get out

19:50

of the car and push them open with his bare

19:52

hands. We drove up

19:55

further through the trees, like

19:57

we were headed into a jungle. There

20:00

was a gradual incline and then

20:02

it cleared, and there was this amazing

20:05

water fountain, and

20:07

there it was Phills

20:09

home, the castle.

20:16

It was incredible. In the darkness,

20:19

I could only wonder what it looked like. In the light,

20:22

you could see everything from up there,

20:25

the whole damn town. You

20:28

could probably see even right down into

20:31

l A if you looked hard enough. But

20:34

I didn't want to look around at the floor and

20:36

fauna at three o'clock in the morning. I

20:39

wanted to see if his castle was everything

20:41

Phil had made it out to be. We'll

20:51

be right back after this word word

20:53

word. I

21:03

didn't know there was a gun until we got

21:05

inside. There

21:08

were many guns inside, actually,

21:11

But you know that, don't you. You

21:14

would think that a guy who had so many guns

21:16

and is so in love with guns would

21:19

have actually said something about it on that

21:21

thirty minute drive. You've

21:23

got to think that the subject of guns was somewhere

21:25

in his mind at the time, that it

21:27

was always on his mind. He

21:31

didn't utter one word about his collection

21:33

of firearms as we rode to his place.

21:36

Looking back, that was a red flag.

21:39

God, I was so naive about

21:41

the whole thing. However,

21:47

I'll admit I was more than a bit star

21:49

struck in the moment star

21:51

struck in a little drunk the

21:54

tequila and vikd in combo offered

21:56

some smooth sailing on the stranger

21:59

danger front. It's

22:01

not like I hadn't been in the presence of top

22:03

shelf celebrity before. I'd

22:05

hung out with Jack Nicholson, Warrened Batty

22:07

don Henley. But this

22:11

this was different. This was

22:13

a whole other level of spectacle,

22:15

the pageantry of it, the bravado.

22:19

It was this giant French chet

22:21

To style manifestation of Phil's

22:23

ego. I

22:25

don't think I had missed Betty go from

22:28

the moment he walked up to the hostess stand at

22:30

the House of Blues to the moment he asked me to come

22:32

home with him to all the

22:34

cliff notes war stories. He told me in the

22:36

car, let's just say, if

22:39

his house had been any smaller, I

22:41

would have been disappointed. But

22:44

this thing didn't disappoint. Turrets

22:47

spires. There was an

22:50

outdoor terrace on top

22:52

of the thing. As we stepped

22:54

out of the car, Phil took a cue

22:56

from my gasps and comments and told

22:58

me he had bought it from one point one million, just

23:01

like five years ago. He

23:05

threw that number out there in a way.

23:07

He threw out references to the Beatles and

23:09

Elvis Presley. He

23:11

wanted to make sure you were still paying attention,

23:14

you know, paying attention to the biggest fucking

23:16

deal in the room, fucking

23:19

Bill Specter. He

23:24

told me they called it the Pyrenees Castle.

23:27

Some guy from France built it in the twenties.

23:34

His voice was slurred as he told me

23:36

all of this. I had to help

23:38

him walk, especially up the dramatic

23:40

stairs that led to the front door. I

23:43

told Adriano I had it under control.

23:46

I had made that co dependent, drunken walk

23:49

up a flight of stairs many a time, Thank

23:51

you very much. And so he drove

23:53

the car around back where Phil liked it.

23:57

Phil pushed open the wide front doors,

24:00

and it was like we were stepping back in time. The

24:03

place certainly hadn't been updated to reflect

24:05

any sort of two thousand three aesthetic.

24:09

There was a marble foyer, crystal

24:12

chandeliers, a bunch of outdated

24:14

red carpet that ran up the staircase. There

24:17

was a Picasso sketch next to a John

24:20

Lennon sketch. There

24:22

wasn't one suit of armor.

24:24

There were two suits of armor,

24:27

just propped up on either side of a doorway.

24:30

I have expected the things to come to life

24:32

and chase me around the place. He

24:35

told me there were nine bedrooms, ten

24:38

bathrooms, but it was just him

24:40

living there, just him

24:43

adrift in all this space.

24:47

Don't you get lonely here all by yourself?

24:50

I asked him. I probably

24:52

asked him three or four more times. Every

24:55

time I asked him, I saw him wins a little,

24:59

like the idea of loneliness hurt him,

25:02

but it was obviously his reality. Damn.

25:09

He shook off the questions by just rattling

25:11

off more details about the place. Did

25:14

I know there was a wet bar there and

25:16

a hair salon? Not one

25:19

but two kitchens. We

25:22

drank some more, fumbled

25:24

around some more. Phil didn't

25:27

stop talking, and then at

25:29

some point he said, take a look at

25:31

this. He

25:33

had opened the drawer of a dresser in the foyer.

25:36

There was a gun in it. He

25:39

asked me if I liked guns, asked

25:42

me if I ever shot a gun. He

25:44

pulled the gun out of the drawer and started

25:47

to play around with it. It was

25:49

small, a revolver. He

25:52

spun it around and flipped it over like

25:54

it was hot to the touch didn't

25:57

really look like he knew what he was going.

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I had no idea at the time,

26:05

no idea that he had pulled a

26:07

gun on Debbie Harry, that he

26:09

pulled a gun on the Ramans, he

26:12

shot a gun at John Lennon,

26:15

that he locked his wife in a closet,

26:18

that he held Leonard Cohen and many

26:21

others hostage in his own house. I

26:24

didn't know any of those things. I

26:27

was fully out of that loop. I

26:32

had no idea. I was yet another in

26:34

a long line of unsuspecting

26:36

visitors to Phil's house or studio

26:39

who got a pistol shoved in their face. I

26:42

don't think that either of us knew that I would

26:44

be the last. The

26:51

last time I saw Phil Specter, he

26:54

was holding a little revolver up to

26:57

my face. He had

26:59

to reach to up there. I

27:01

was so tall and he was so short.

27:05

He was holding a little revolver up

27:08

to my face and daring

27:10

me to kiss it. February

27:36

three, two thousand three,

27:39

Grand View Avenue, Alhambra, California.

27:42

It was around five in the morning when Adriana

27:44

to Susa heard the pot. He

27:46

was sitting in the driver's seat of a black Mercedes

27:49

Limo parked around the back of the Pyrenees

27:51

Castle, eight thousand, seven hundred

27:53

square foot Alhambra home that offered

27:55

a bird's eye view of the San Gabriel

27:57

Valley from the top its isolated no Both

28:00

the Mercedes and the castle belonged to Adriana's

28:03

boss, Phil Specter. The

28:05

sound made Adriana nervous. It was

28:07

loud and came out of nowhere to disrupt

28:10

the idyllic pre don com. It

28:12

was too loud to be a plate hitting the kitchen floor,

28:14

too intense to be a slam door. Adriana

28:17

was equally nervous because he wasn't Phil's regular

28:20

driver. He was the filling

28:22

guy. Dylan was the regular driver, but

28:24

it was Dylan's night off. Adriana

28:27

was in the US on a student visa from Brazil

28:30

and picked up the part time gig for some easy

28:32

cash. For the most part, it

28:34

was a cush gig. Sometimes it even

28:36

seemed too easy. Adriana

28:38

spent a small percentage of every pinch, hit shift

28:41

anxious, Anxious. It's something off,

28:43

something bad would happen on his night,

28:45

on his watch. It would be just

28:48

as luck and the evening had

28:50

been exceptionally busy. Adriana

28:52

had driven Phil all over l a first

28:54

of Beverly Hills with Ronnie Davis,

28:56

someone Phil new from high school. They

28:59

aided a place called Grill on the Alley.

29:01

That was around seven pm. After

29:03

dinner, Phil had Adriano driving Roni home

29:05

and returned to the Grill, where Phil asked the

29:08

waitress Cathy Sullivan, to hit the town

29:10

with him. Adriano

29:12

drove them to Trader Vix and then to Dan Tanna's.

29:15

Phil had drinks at each stopped, and by the time

29:17

they got to their third location, the House of Blues

29:19

on the Sunset Strip, Phil was slurring

29:22

his words. It was around

29:24

three am when Adriana returned to the alha

29:27

Ro Castle with Phil's new acquaintance, Lana

29:29

Clarkson in tone. After Lana

29:31

helped Phil wobble up the steps and into the house,

29:34

Adriano parked the Mercedes out back

29:36

and debated, allowing himself to catch a few

29:38

winks before he was needed again. The

29:40

sound from inside the house said five am,

29:43

snapped Adriana to attention. There

29:47

was no way he was catching even a few winks. After

29:49

that sound, it popped. It was loud.

29:52

Something was wrong, Something was off. Adriana

29:55

opened the door of the Mercedes and stepped outside.

29:58

It was cold, out, cold for Alaha run

30:00

in February, at least above forty degrees.

30:03

Adriana could see the breath escape from

30:05

his mouth. He rubbed his hands together to maintain

30:07

the warm feeling of the limo's climate controlled

30:09

interior, and for a moment he heard

30:11

nothing more. Nothing followed

30:14

the dramatic sound, just the hush sounds

30:16

of the world slowly coming to life for another

30:18

day. Maybe he had imagined the whole

30:20

thing. And then the

30:23

back door of the castle flung open. Some

30:25

birds in a nearby tree were startled and flapped

30:28

away. Phil Specter tumbled out

30:30

of the castle. His eyes were wide,

30:32

his face frozen in shock and confusion.

30:35

He was still dressed in the same clothes from

30:37

the night before, and Adriana wondered

30:39

if he was still drunk. As

30:42

Phil got closer, Adriana saw the

30:44

revolver and fills right hand. He saw

30:46

the blood. Adriana looked past

30:48

Phil through the open door and saw the woman who just

30:50

hours before had been in the limo. Lana

30:52

Clarkson, slumped on top of a chair

30:55

in the foyer, Her blonde hair

30:57

hung in the air. Her long legs were

30:59

sharp and us Phil got

31:01

closer to Adriano, who stood still halfway

31:04

between the Mercedes and the castle. Phil

31:06

looked at him dead in the eye. At

31:09

first he said nothing, just the thousand

31:11

yard dead eyes stare, and then

31:14

he made a confession, I

31:16

think I killed somebody. Adriano

31:20

stood and shocked. He wasn't sure that he had

31:22

heard what he thought he had heard. Had he heard

31:24

a gunshot? Did Phil Specter just

31:26

confessed to murder? What

31:28

happened? Sir Adriano asked filled

31:31

an answer. He didn't make a sound. All

31:33

he did was calmly shrug his shoulders,

31:35

and then he turned around to direct the thousand

31:37

yard dead eye stare back into the house

31:39

and at Lana Clarkson's body. Detective

31:43

Mark Lillian Fields, half of David, the one

31:45

he filed with the Los Angeles Sheriff's Department,

31:48

gave a vivid account of the scene the first

31:50

responders found inside the ostentatious

31:52

home. The victim, Lana Clarkson,

31:55

was slumped in a chair in the foyer. She

31:57

was dressed in black. Her leopard

31:59

print herst dangled from her limbs shoulder

32:02

she had a single gunshot to her mouth. Broken

32:04

teeth were strewn on the floor of the foyer and

32:06

even made their way onto the stairway. Nearby.

32:09

Under Lana's leg was a thirty eight caliber Colt

32:11

Revolver blue steel. Of the

32:13

six possible shots in the weapon, five

32:16

of them still had live AMMO locked and loaded,

32:18

but the sixth was spent. All

32:21

signs pointed to one conclusion.

32:23

The police investigation, the coroner's

32:25

report, the testimony of Adriana to

32:27

Susan and others, and then throwing

32:29

a quick examination of the host character,

32:32

his love of gunplay, the wild ways

32:34

in which he carried himself, his history

32:36

of physical and emotional abuse. All

32:39

signs pointed to Phil Specta,

32:42

that famed record producer and infamous

32:45

recluse whose life was now spattered

32:47

with blood. Everyone was privy

32:49

to it. The blood on his chair, the

32:51

blood on his stairs, the blood on

32:53

the floor of his foyer, and the blood

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