Interview with Adam Parfrey of Feral House

Photo by Steven Dewell.

If you’re going to talk about counterculture in second millennium America you’ve got to talk about Adam Parfrey and Feral House. Patron saint of the socially unacceptable, Adam’s sense of humor always seems to be underestimated by his critics.

The counterculture of the sixties and seventies despite its reputation for rebellion and excess ignored the Velvet Underground’s speedy realism, preferring the operatic pretensions of The Who, or the vague virtuosity of Yes. Then came Raygun’s America. Hairspray bands and alleged family values ruled the day. Sure, you had glimpses of the truth in the cartoons of Crumb, or in the music of The Stooges, or Dead Kennedys, but no one had yet come along to build a nice wide road for readers who wanted to know what’s really going on behind the scenes of the mainstream. Adam wasn’t the only one to build that road, but he laid down a lot of pavement.

His publishing company Feral House has put out over one hundred and fifty books, books that have caused controversy and even inspired censorship. One of Steve Jobs’ last official acts was banning two Feral House books from Apple’s distribution network. a 1991 satire on ’50s men’s magazines, Cad: A Handbook for Heels, was banned in Canada. Feral House published Unabomber Ted Kaczynski ‘s book after Adam exchanged dozens of letters with the philosophic felon. Many Feral House books offer peeks into the minds of gangbangers and serial killers. But Feral House is also one of the most fun publishers ever. Consider this feast of titles: Pills-A-Go-Go: A Fiendish Investigation into Pill Marketing, Art, History & Consumption; Monsters Are Attacking Tokyo! The Incredible World of Japanese Fantasy Films; The Compleat Motherfucker: A History of the Mother of All Dirty Words. And of course, American Hardcore.

As an indie musician with my own recording set up one of my favorites is Tape Op: The Book About Creative Music Recording, a collection of essays from early issues of the magazine that is catnip for analog and low-fi hungry musicians and engineers. Many of Feral House’s books are lavishly illustrated and all are beautifully designed and printed. Speed-Speed-Speedfreak: A Fast History of Amphetamine is shaped like a big pill. Where else but Feral House can you find otherwise lost images of sexcapades of the Weimar Republic or Times Square before they cleaned it up? From surprisingly menacing Shriners to Aleister Crowley, British intelligence agent, Feral House books present an array of unforgettable characters.

A skilled writer himself, Adam’s features have appeared in the Village Voice, Penthouse, and Hustler. From 1990 to 1994 he wrote a weekly column for the San Diego Reader called Hell…A.

But Adam doesn’t only write and publish books. He’s credited as being a research consultant on film projects including Charles Manson Superstar in 1989. In 1995 he co-directed Speak of the Devil, the Anton LaVey documentary. He co-wrote the screenplay for Lords of Chaos: The Bloody Rise of the Satanic Metal Underground and co-authored Lexicon Devil about Darby Crash and The Germs. He played The Minstrel in Crispin Glover’s 2005 macabre comedy “What Is It?” The book he edited and published, Nightmare of Ecstasy: The Life and Art of Edward D. Wood Jr., was the source for Tim Burton’s film Ed Wood. In 2012 he co-produced The Source documentary, to mention only a few of his film-related credits.

Adam also created recordings with Boyd Rice, as co-conspirator and fellow minstrel of the dark side. In 1997 Adam, Boyd and Jim Goad released an album called Hatesville, and an album with a collection of his recordings has the fetching title A Sordid Evening of Sonic Sorrows, in collaboration with hardcore band Poison Idea. Half easy listening with disturbing lyrics and half punk meets doom metal it features a cover of the Steppenwolf classic “The Pusher” along with covers of songs by Lou Reed and Black Sabbath, including an over-the-top version of “Paranoid” with a thespian delivery that sometimes brings to mind John Cale circa “we can all feel safe like Sharon Tate.”

With Jodi Wille, Adam not only co-created another successful and unique publishing company, Process Media, but Adam and Jodi also held now legendary salons in their faux Black Forest house on a four acre compound near Silverlake, which included masters of ceremony like Daniel Pinchbeck and John Sinclair. An L.A. Weekly feature article from 1995 describes small oil portraits of irascible iconoclasts Nietzsche, Ezra Pound, and Celine, but Heidegger and Aimee Semple MacPherson are represented as well.

Adam, the son of theater and film people who found success in Hollywood, grew up a couple blocks from the beach in Malibu during the sixties and seventies, where his experiences as a child around well practiced drunks like Jason Robards Jr. helped him form a practical understanding of our impractical world. For example: “My feeling about liquor and drugs is this: the problem isn’t the drugs or the liquor, it’s the people themselves.” In 1982 he put on a theatrical production about the notorious Gilles de Rais in San Francisco.

You might say that Amok Press, his earlier publishing company, and Feral House were born in the New York Public Library as Adam searched for the shocking facts that he’s become so well known for providing. Among the earliest was the revelation that Oliver Wendell Holmes, the celebrated Supreme Court Justice backed a California law for sterilizing the “unfit” that helped Hitler’s ideas about eugenics, though Adolf toned it down a bit.

Adam’s first book publication, in 1986 with Amok Press, was the infamous Nazi Joseph Goebbel’s novel Michael, a glimpse into the still relatively at that time rational mind of a man before he was swept away into the mass madness of his peers. But Adam’s first breakthrough was the now classic Apocalypse Culture in 1987 which included real life stories of necrophile Karen Greenlee and Masonic criminals in an essay title “King-Kill 33. A Revised Edition of Apocalypse Cultureincluded Adam’s own wonderful observation that bow ties and business ties are symbols of self-castration.

Enjoy my interview with Adam below:

Yes, dear old Samohi. I lived near the Ventura County Line, and the school bus rides were an hour each way. On the way into Santa Monica, the bus picked up a girl with special needs who seemed to always choose to sit next to me. She was an epileptic, and all too often she would have a seizure in which her arms were flailing into my face. Fellow students on the bus shouted at me to stick a pencil into this poor girl’s mouth. I knew nothing about what to do, but it didn’t seem wise to me to stick writing utensils into her mouth.

This was 1976, and I learned a great deal about writing doing reviews and features. At this time I received a small stipend, too. This was a time when it was quite cheap to attend school. One of my biggest memories of working on this paper was the time when Iranian students were protesting The Shah, and for reasons unknown they decided to not allow us to leave the building while chanting “DOWN WITH THE SHAH!” The good thing about all this was that I was able to purchase from the protesters the earliest Khomeini propaganda that included great political cartoons of Jimmy Carter as Satan himself.

Though I loved living near the beach, and did a lot of fishing, clamming, and body surfing, I was very pale, dark-haired and looked too goth prior to the time that goth even existed. As such, I did not fit the surfer archetype at all. I also didn’t much care for the “Locals Only” xenophobia.

This group was called The New Shakespeare Co., and it was run by a Weimar-period German woman named Margit Roma and her man friend. She spoke about Max Reinhardt to me a great deal. We traveled around the country, particularly the deep South, and we were particularly coveted visitors by the girls at women-only Christian colleges down in Georgia and Tennessee. Sometimes we’d crash at locals’ homes. One woman in Arizona imagined that I looked like Elvis Presley, and as such wanted me to fulfill her Elvis fetish. The group was racially mixed, and as a result we were booted from some cafes and motels in some towns in Mississippi and Alabama. It gave me an understanding why so many honkies are particularly venomous about our mulatto President.

I joined this group to see the country, and we did, but mainly from the point of view of the cheapest hotels at the perimeter of various towns. I was hired after Margit Roma saw me in a touring college production of A Midsummer Nights Dream playing Oberon. It was all strange fun.

That magazine was a great thing for a while in the ‘70s….

Our office is now in our house, and we try not to have too many expenses so that there are lesser consequences to selling fewer books, as it happens these days. Several chains that sold a lot of Feral House books are now out of business… Tower Books, Virgin Megastore, Borders… also a lot of independents. People have so many distractions today in the form of reading material that I’m amazed that we’re still able to keep going. But we do.

What surprised me the most was that at least half the entire country belonged to some secret society or another from the late nineteenth century through the early twentieth century, how they were literally everywhere and possessed a major role in the structure of the nuclear family.

Jodi and I had great interest in “cults” and communes, and how society treated and often mischaracterized them. I was working on a book about The Process Church of the Final Judgment, and one day while browsing Amoeba Records I discovered a student video about The Source Family and showed it to Jodi, who on her own contacted the group, and as a result had a long-lasting connection to many ex-members. First was the book, and then Jodi and Maria’s film, which is really extraordinary. They did a great job with it.

There were a few things I discovered and revealed about people involved with The Secret, but the primary reason for the book was unveiling the occult beliefs in American and world history.

It would have been easiest for me to fall back on a skeptical point of view, and disparage all metaphysical ideas as utter hogwash, but that wouldn’t have been true to my personal experiences. For example, before I took Ibogaine I would have never believed that plants had a certain intelligence and connection to human experience. Now I cannot deny that it happens. Now I see Skepticism, the kind with the capital S, as another belief system that provides comfort to many by empowering believers with the illusion that they know all. Why reduce the mystery of the Universe to ideas that can be encompassed in a 6th grade Science class. BTW, I love Science, and have subscriptions to Science magazines.

Actually the Fox Sisters found their way into Ritual America. It intrigued me that the author of Psychic Blues didn’t reduce psychic beliefs to a total Nightmare Alley situation, but I’m also interested in the ways of those who conduct those gypsy scams, too.

I have.

For a couple years after Apocalypse Culture was first released, it sold well and had certain notoriety, but for some time no one wrote about it or reviewed it. Some of this, I think, had to do with an article called “Aesthetic Terrorism” which tried to draw the blinds on the scammery of Fine Art. It even named names, and you just don’t do that because a lot of people in that world controlled magazines and newspapers. I didn’t say the right things or kiss the right ass to receive media glory.

Absolutely. Prior to the web fewer people and fewer publications controlled a great deal more. Now it’s all everywhere, and even the New York Times does feature articles on Feral House publications, like the other day with a piece on Psychic Blues.

We tend to forget what happened under the Clinton Administration, like the so-called Crime Bill, which later ushered in Bush’s Patriot Act. Both Democrats as well as Republicans are interested in building up the police state.

Disliking George W. wasn’t a particularly courageous choice. Difficult not to speak out when this douchebag was our figurehead.

The great Electronic Frontier Foundation (EFF) has taken up our cause with Urban Homestead and the patent/trademark office. Hopefully this govt. organization will see that they gave a private party the ability to abuse rights to a generic common term. Thousands of backyard gardeners support our cause here, and even have their own Facebook page.

It may sound strange, but in LA I felt bombarded by issues of traffic and electromagnetic radiation, and felt better getting out to the country, where I can more easily grow food and keep a big dog and chickens. I like to get out of Port Townsend in winters particularly. I do love LA too. My past is all there, and so are many of my friends.

I’m glad to say that my excitement level of projects that I’m working on have not receded at all. One book coming soon is called “Dying for the Truth”… It’s primarily from the Mexican blog called … But the book has other images and information that has not yet appeared on the blog. The book is called “Dying for the Truth” since the journalists and citizens involved in it have been threatened and killed as a result of revealing the gruesome stark truth of what’s going on just South of the border and throughout Mexico itself. It’s going to be particularly difficult to publish due to the insanity of the situation down there, the stacking of bodies and limbs and the bizarre dark aesthetic of the murderers. It may be the most gruesome book that’s ever been published. But we need to examine why much of Mexico and its citizens are dying. We’re also excited about forthcoming films with scripts that I co-wrote. One is a feature film based on Lords of Chaos, and the other is a thriller of sorts based on the weirder aspects of the JFK assassination cover-up called “Dallas in Wonderland.”

This a complex issue. I’m not a fan of mass movements per se; they seem to bury unorthodox thought, but I do see a need for hive-like beliefs if the human race wishes to carry on in the future. What are seven, eight, nine, ten billion humans going to do when the land and water is totally poisoned and exhausted? It may not be pretty.

Tamra Lucid is the author of Making the Ordinary Extraordinary.



Author of Making the Ordinary Extraordinary, Lucid Nation singer, documentary film producer.

Get the Medium app

A button that says 'Download on the App Store', and if clicked it will lead you to the iOS App store
A button that says 'Get it on, Google Play', and if clicked it will lead you to the Google Play store
Interviews with Extraordinary People

Author of Making the Ordinary Extraordinary, Lucid Nation singer, documentary film producer.