A friend finally sent me Rock n Roll Circus a few weeks ago, so I was able to watch the whole thing and this is pretty much what I said. Minus the part about Iommi because my Iommi spotting skills aren’t that great. Here’s a link to the video, check it out, losers.
I had this phase in my early teens when I absolutely loved old hippy memoirs (and pseudo-science. I didn’t necessarily believe any of it, but I didn’t not-believe it either. I read them more like I read fairytales and myths). Castaneda was actually one of the less insane ones I read. I can’t remember the title but there was one particularly disturbing little autobiography from the 60s about someone who dropped a lot of acid and seemed to have joined some kind of of guru cult (obviously, he did not describe it that way - it was all about the universe opening up its secrets in the back of a dirty trailer). I think it might even have included implied murder (not by the person themselves, but definitely by someone they knew - but it was all chalked up to some higher purpose - I think I loved this kind of thing especially because it wasn’t allegory or fiction - it was not real but also very much so, and just about every teen loves disturbing things). I wish I could find it again.
My mother had a couple of Castaneda’s books, great period paperbacks with groovy covers. The Teachings of Don Juan, etc. I never got around to reading more than a few paragraphs here and there. I don’t know what she did with them, sold them, gave them away. Oh wait, actually there is one left, one of the later ones in which he toned down the use of LSD and possibly introduced yoga. There was also a copy of The Sacred Mushroom and the Cross. That kind of stuff is great fun, and yes, also how it’s totally not real but it also is real, if only because either the writers or the readers believed it was real and that’s as real a kind of real as most things people think are real are real.
When people say they don’t like The Wicker Man, I get that the words they’re saying having meaning and I’m able to parse it, but at the same time I do not understand how anyone could not like The Wicker Man.