Dishing the dirt with the Kinkster

Like Michael Schaub at Bookslut, I have a hard time trying to describe Kinky Friedman, so better I don’t, especially in light of this new, rather odd interview over at Nerve.com. Here, he discusses politics, his run for Texas governor, why he was friends with Laura Bush before George, and, as it is a sex-themed site, sex and groupies:

Currently, my family consists of four dogs, four women, and four editors.

Four women? Where’d you get them?

Uh, various places along the literary trail, I guess.

What’s the difference between sex in the world of publishing, sex in the world of country music, and sex in the world of politics?

Well, there is such a thing as literary pussy.

But how does it compare to the other kinds?

First of all, in the world of literature, you don’t get a tour bus. The tour bus is a big magnet for pussy.

It’s a magnet, or it just makes it more convenient to —?

Both. But if you don’t have one — I never quite reached the tour bus level, like Dwight Yoakam, or Willie (Nelson), or one of those guys, so I have tour bus envy.

Actually, Kinky’s wrong–some folks will be getting a tour bus for their cross-country appearances next month, although frankly, I don’t really want to think much more beyond that very fact.