The Beach Boys Pt. 2: Endless Bummer, Hollywood Paranoia, Onstage Fist Fights, Incest, and Cocaine

Summary

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DISGRACELAND — The Beach Boys Pt. 2: Endless Bummer, Hollywood Paranoia, Onstage Fist Fights, Incest, and Cocaine

Podcast: DISGRACELAND
Host: Jake Brennan (Double Elvis Productions)
Episode Date: December 19, 2019

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Episode Overview

This explosive second part of the Beach Boys saga dives deep into the chaos and darkness that surrounded America’s most wholesome band as the 1960s gave way to grim reality. Jake Brennan brings listeners into the heart of Dennis Wilson's unraveling—haunted by his ties to Charles Manson, torn by family dysfunction, and consumed by guilt, substance abuse, and spiraling violence both on and off the stage. The episode weaves the threads of Hollywood’s paranoia after the Manson murders with the band’s descent into personal and musical irrelevance, punctuated by vivid storytelling and Brennan’s noir-infused narration.

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Key Discussion Points and Insights

1. The Manson Murders and Hollywood’s Paranoia (03:16 — 26:47)

• Cielo Drive Killings Ripple Through Hollywood
  The narrative opens in the shadow of the 1969 Tate-LaBianca murders, with Hollywood reeling as the news spreads through its elite. Every phone line buzzes with terror; no one feels safe.

  • “The telephones kept ringing. The news was fresh and spreading fast... Everyone, along with everyone who wasn’t, couldn’t help but wonder if they were next. Especially Dennis Wilson.” (15:45)

• Dennis Wilson’s Guilt and Paranoia
  Dennis, who introduced Charles Manson to the LA music scene and his social circle, becomes intensely paranoid, convinced the backlash is partially his fault.

  • “Dennis had good reason to believe that he may have stirred it and that the demonic boomerang may have just headed straight back toward him.” (15:45)

• Symbolism in The Beatles’ 'White Album'
  Explores how Manson twisted Beatles songs into calls for violence—particularly “Helter Skelter”—stressing the Beach Boys’ rivalry with The Beatles.

  • “Paul McCartney heard the criticism and said the song was about a roller coaster. Charles Manson heard the song and said it was a secret message.” (17:03)

• Dennis Wilson’s Direct Encounters with Manson
  Even after the murders, Dennis continues to have frightening encounters:

  • Manson barges into a party Dennis attends, tweaking, menacing, and then vanishing.
  • Dennis finds bullets and threatening notes on his doorstep:
    • “You can’t get away from me. That one cut Dennis good.” (24:31)
  • Manson Family members break into his house, rearrange furniture, and even threaten him at blade point while he sleeps.

2. The Beach Boys’ Crumbling Bonds: Fights, Betrayal, and Addiction (30:43 — 43:25)

• Onstage Meltdown and Physical Fights
  Dennis' substance abuse spills onto the stage during performances—a notorious onstage blow-up at LA’s Universal Amphitheater ends in a fistfight with cousin Mike Love.

  • “Dennis snapped, kicked the drums off the riser, leaped up from behind him and charged his cousin at the front of the stage... pounding each other with the pent-up aggression of jealous teenage boys.” (41:20)

• Explosive Band Dynamics
  Mike Love and Dennis Wilson’s tension is fueled by personal betrayal (Dennis running off with Mike’s wife) and guilt over exposing Mike’s children to Manson Family members.

  • “Mike Love was especially pissed that Dennis and Suzanne left Mike's kids alone to be babysat by Manson family member Susan Atkins, AKA Sadie Mae Glutz...” (31:45)

• Endless Summer Becomes ‘Endless Bummer’
  The once-sunny image of the band is obliterated by drugs, alcoholism, and familial violence, mirroring the broader fall from grace of the 1960s counterculture.

3. Incest and the Next Generation — The Mess Gets Messier (43:26 — 44:44)

• Dennis’ Relationship with Shawn Love
  Dennis begins a relationship with Shawn Love—possibly his own niece (daughter of Mike Love), with whom he fathers a child, plunging the family into a grotesque spiral.

  • “Dennis Wilson was now Mike’s fucked up drug addicted son-in-law, for all intents and purposes... I can’t even do the incest math, it’s so messed up.” (43:30)

• Continued Denial and Dysfunction
  While Mike Love denies Shawn is his daughter, Dennis leverages the connection as a form of vindictive distraction.

4. The Ghosts of Brian Wilson, Manson, and a Doomed Legacy (44:45 — 49:47)

• Addiction, Mental Illness, and Family Trauma
  Brennan draws parallels between Brian Wilson’s psychic breakdown and Dennis’ oblivion, both scarred by their abusive father Murray.

  • “When Brian most needed his brother... Dennis was distracted, enthralled by the charlatan guru Charles Manson. But that was one of those things for Dennis to feel, not to say.” (46:30)
  • “The weight of choosing the wrong guru, of choosing Charlie over Brian, became Dennis Wilson’s burden to bear forever.” (47:39)

• Brian and Dennis’s Final Moments
  A touching, cocaine-fueled piano duet between the Wilson brothers just before Dennis’s death encapsulates their fraught, loving bond.

• Dennis’s Final Descent and Death by Drowning (48:30 — 49:47)

  • Haunted by visions of Manson, Dennis drowns while diving in the marina—his final moments marked by a hallucination of Charlie staring back at him from beneath the waves.
    • “Dennis knew it then. It wasn’t his reflection. It was Charlie’s. Dennis opened his mouth to shout... His mouth filled with water. He shouted once more. More water. It ballooned his lungs.” (49:11)

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Notable Quotes and Memorable Moments

• On Manson and The White Album:
  “Of course, you had to be a complete psychopath to hear in the Beatles songs what Charles Manson heard. The rest of the world heard one of the greatest albums of all time.” (16:47)

• On Dennis’s Haunted Guilt:
  "The weight of choosing the wrong guru, of choosing Charlie over Brian, became Dennis Wilson’s burden to bear forever. Though Brian held no grudge, Dennis held the grudge against himself just fine." (47:39)

• On the Beach Boys’ Downfall:
  “The once handsome avatar for Southern California’s surf culture... had descended into a drugged out zombie roaming the Venice boardwalk in search of his next score and his next lay...” (42:55)

• On Dennis’ Death, in Manson’s Words:
  “Dennis Wilson was killed by my shadow because he took my music and changed the words from my soul. And so Dennis Wilson ceased to exist, which is a disgrace.” — Charles Manson (49:38)

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Timestamps for Important Segments

• Opening—Setting the Scene: Cielo Drive Aftermath: (03:16)
• Dennis’s Paranoia after Manson Murders: (15:45)
• Charles Manson’s Symbolic Read of the White Album: (16:47)
• Encounter with Manson After the Murders: (20:10)
• Manson Family’s Chilling Home Intrusions: (25:15)
• On-Stage Fist Fight: Dennis vs. Mike Love: (41:20)
• Dennis Wilson’s Relationship with Shawn Love: (43:26)
• Comparison of Brian and Dennis Wilson’s Trauma: (46:30)
• Dennis Wilson’s Hallucinatory Death Scene: (48:30)
• Manson’s Reflection on Dennis’s Death: (49:38)

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Summary Tone & Language

Jake Brennan continues in his signature gumshoe-confessional style, tinged with gallows humor and hard-boiled detachment. The episode interweaves rich storytelling, dark irony, and raw emotional honesty, yet never loses sight of its reverence for both the music and its damaged creators.

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For Listeners Who Missed It

This episode is an unflinching look at the price of fame, the fallout from bad decisions, and the tragic, psychedelic chaos that haunted Dennis Wilson and the Beach Boys. From Hollywood horror to onstage fistfights, incestuous entanglements and a finale haunted by addiction and guilt, it's a cautionary tale of the underside of American musical legend—a story you definitely didn’t hear in the biopics.

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Transcript

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Disgraceland is a production of Double Elvis. Foreign. Dennis Wilson, his relationship to Charles Manson, his state of mind, and the wild ups and downs of the Beach Boys is a story that is so complex that two episodes are needed to properly tell it. If you're just getting hip to this now, I suggest you hit pause and go back to Disgraceland episode 47, or part one of the Beach Boys saga, where we discuss the band's creative rivalry with the Beatles and drummer Dennis Wilson's falling in with the Manson family and the gruesome murders of Sharon Tate, Jay Sebring and others unlucky enough to be hanging out at 10050 Cielo Drive on the night of August 8, 1969. In this episode, we get into the Beach Boys coming apart in a very public way in the truly great music made by their rivals, the Beatles. Unlike the music played at the top of the show, that wasn't great music. That was a preset loop for my melotron called Three Ring Sous of Magic MK2. I played you that loop because I can't afford the rights to say say say by Paul McCartney and Michael Jackson. And why would I play you that specific slice of tearful Con Man Cheese? Could I afford it? Because that was the number one song in America on December 28, 1983, and that was the day the Beach Boys Dennis Wilson went for a swim in the Pacific Ocean. And never, on this episode, Con Man Cheese, the demise of the Beach Boys. A dead surfer in Charles Manson's long shadow. I'm Jake Brennan, and this is Disgrace. Saturday morning, early Hollywood was still asleep. Birds were singing. Sprinklers were sprinkling. It was hot. Real hot. Even for August, there was a sense of hope. Like always. It was, after all, Hollywoodland 1969. A different kind of place, a different kind of time. Who knew what this day or the next night would bring. The party was on. The party was endless. It was all innocent. It was all free love, nearly free drugs, new ideas, a noticeable shift in the establishment paradigm. The hippies were on the ascent. The squares were positioning themselves to not let the door hit them in the ass. But no matter the cut of the bell bottoms, the width of one's lapel, or the opulent design and fabric of one's ascot, the rich, the powerful, the famous, they ran this town. This was a company town where you were only as relevant as your last picture. Which meant that Roman Polanski and Sharon Tate were about as relevant as you could be on August 9, 1969 the telephones started ringing almost as soon as the morning tennis lessons wrapped up, just as the early bird coffee carafes were being wheeled out in place of the late morning Bloody Mary's and early afternoon Tom Collins. Steve McQueen could have used any and all of the above. He was late to rise and hung over, and there was a sharp ringing in his head. He peeled off the sheet. He was naked and so was the beautiful dancer lying next to him. He took note of her Tropicana body. His eyes bleary, scanned his bedroom for the phone that ringing like an axe to his skull. He leaned over to the bottom of the bed on all fours like a dog, the sun blasting through the windows, blinding and annoying him at the same time. Where the fuck was that phone? He saw the coiled cord on the floor, half hidden from the clothes, his jeans, T shirt, belt, big ass buckle, leather moccasins, hers, miniskirt, halter top, Pocahontas vest, Gogo boots. The sight of it all had him horny again. He went to grab the telephone cord and toppled off the end of the bed, head first onto the floor. More ringing, more pain. But he had the cord in his hand now and began spooling it toward him with two hands like some Third World fisherman. Finally the damn phone was in reach. He clutched the receiver, picked it up off its handle, and on the other end heard a dial tone. He had Sharon and Roman's Cielo Drive phone number committed to memory and began dialing furiously.

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Steve hung up and tried again. Same thing. What the hell? He tried a third time, eager to connect with his buddy Jay Sebring, who he knew would be at his friend Sharon's house on that morning, knowing of course that Roman was out of town and that Jay was haplessly holding out for Sharon to get hip and dump the too short a list director for him, hairdresser to the stars. Steve knew his buddy Jay was a SAP for Sharon, but still, Steve needed to apologize for blowing them both off the night before. He was supposed to join them at Cielo Drive for a little party, but wound up in bed with Pocahontas instead. Jay would understand. Sharon would roll her eyes. All the same, Steve wanted to explain himself, but Jay Sebring wasn't available. Quite the contrary. His body was in the process of being bagged, zipped, and sent off to the city morgue. Elsewhere, throughout Hollywood on that morning, the telephones kept ringing. The news was fresh and spreading fast. Bob Evans got the news from George Hamilton, who got the news from Joan Didion, who heard it from Lenny Dunn. Lenny, whose husband Dominic was on the other coast producing a film, got all the news first. Bob called Warren, who called Jack, who called no one but went into the next room at the Playboy Mansion you woken up in to tell anyone who would listen. Dennis Hopper wasn't shocked. He knew something like this was coming. It further fueled his paranoia. He told Peter Fonda, of course, who got word to Cassavetes, who called Mia, who told Frank Frank blew a gasket, went all Alpha and called the boys in Chicago, who shook their heads and dismissed the whole thing as hippy, dippy bullshit. The Sinatra sisters told Big Nancy, who told Frank Jr. Who hid in his room and pissed himself a little. His father would kill him if he found out. So he told his mom about his pissed jeans and Big Nancy had the maid take care of it, and then called Lenny, who of course already had the news hours ago, and hung up, annoyed. On Mrs. Frank Sinatra to call Mrs. Mr. Patricia Kennedy, aka Peter Lawford down in Palm Springs, who was trying to get through to Rhona Barrett to find out what in the hell was happening up in Hollywood. Rona's phone was ringing off the hook, of course, and when it wasn't, she was dialing everyone in her Rolodex for answers. Paul Newman had none. He was shook. His friend Jay Sebring was murdered with his friend Sharon Tate. Why? Paul picked up the phone to try to get some answers of his own. He dialed the phone, rang and rang and rang some more, and finally it was answered. On the other end, Jay Sebring and Paul Newman. Newman's Mutual friend Steve McQueen spoke. What? Paul could tell by the vinegar in Steve's voice that he just roused McQueen from a thick, drunken sleep. Steve, wake up. It's Paul. Jay's dead. Murdered with Sharon. Steve McQueen, convinced he was in the middle of a bad dream, quickly hung up the phone. He blinked his eyes as his cobweb mind snapped too. Fuck. Wait. What? Wait a minute. What the hell was that all about? Was that Newman? Steve didn't have Paul Newman's number so he couldn't call him back. He then tried Jay again. Damn it. McQueen slammed the receiver down into its handle. Pocahontas spoke up, asked her one night leading man what the matter was. He promptly told her to shut up and go back to bed. She got hip and took the direction. Steve then picked up the phone and dialed the number of his one other friend who might know what the hell was going on up at Cielo Drive. His acid buddy, his fellow skirt chaser and gearhead, his friend with the gonorrhea and the twitchy guru, the Beach Boys. Dennis Wilson.

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Dennis Wilson could feel the paranoia everywhere he went In Hollywood, everyone was paranoid. The killings at Roman and Sharon's, along with the disturbingly similar stabbing murders of upper middle class Los Feliz residents lino and Rosemary LaBianca the very next night had Hollywood stars on edge. Without any arrests, without any real suspects. Anyone who was anyone, along with everyone who wasn't, couldn't help but wonder if they were next. Especially Dennis Wilson. The rumors about the Cielo Drive crime scene had him more than just a little freaked out. While the press, the public and Hollywood Illuminati focused on the rumors. A drug deal gone wrong. There were, of course, drugs found in Jay's Porsche. Or was it an orgy that went off the rails with too much lsd? Or perhaps a real life satanic interpretation of Rosemary's Baby? Whatever it was, the darkness was real. And Dennis had good reason to believe that he may have stirred it and that the demonic boomerang may have just headed straight back toward him. As such, the whole saga was infinitely chilling. The stabbings, the noise, needless, excessive stabbings. Dozens and dozens of cuts, many post mortem. Why? It was sadistic. For pleasure or practice, training, it felt like ritual. Dennis remembered Charlie's rituals at Cielo Drive. The word pig had been scrawled in blood on the door at the labianca crime scene in Los Feliz the next night. The word war had been carved into Lino LaBianca's belly and misspelled on the wall in blood. Helter Skelter. Dennis remembered Charlie's obsession with the White Album. Helter Skelter was on the White Album. And then, of course, there was the address. It was Roman and Sharon's place, sure, but it was also Terry and Candy's place before that. Dennis remembered being there just seven months ago with Charlie. So while the paranoia drove the Mamas and Papas, Michelle Phillips to shop for handguns and Warren Bates to install an elaborate security system, Dennis Wilson doubled down on cocaine. Helter skelter. Paul McCartney heard the criticism and said the song was about a roller coaster. Charles Manson heard the song and said it was a secret message to him from the Beatles telling him to start a race war, Dennis Wilson heard the song and was reminded of the wild ups and downs of a cocaine binge, which is where his head was at lately. The sprawling opus known as the White Album was full of tracks just as eclectic and inscrutable as Helter Skelter, a psychedelic aural diorama of obscure meaning recorded by the biggest band on the planet, the Beatles, for the biggest mass market audience in the history of the world, to be interpreted in as many ways as they had listeners, which is to say millions. The White Album was the fading promise of the 60s Revolution 1 and 9, Blackbird back in the USSR. The latter song a little bit of a piss take on the Beach Boys themselves and a song that Mike Love claimed to help his friend Paul McCartney write. The lyrics to these tunes rubbed up against the foreshadowed nihilism of the coming decade with songs like Happiness is a Warm Gun, I'm so Tired, Piggies and your Blues. It was a newfound cynicism for the Beatles, one that had always been there but never quite so pronounced on record. And Charles Manson bit down hard. Piggies was the gutting of the pigs in the establishment. Thus pig and Sharon Tate's blood on the door. Blackbird was the coming race war's call to arms, where the blacks would rise up against their white oppressors, wipe them out and create a power vacuum for Charlie's charm to fill and to eventually rule the world. Thus war carved into Lena LaBianca's belt. Sexy Sadie was about Manson and family member Susan Atkins, thus the name Sadie Mae Glutz Revolution 1 and Happiness is a warm Gun where anthem is compelling Charlie to rise up and kick off the race war, get down to the business of ruling the world once and for all and exact some revenge on the pigs in the establishment who ignored and ridiculed him. And of course, Helter Skelter. The catch all lyrical messaging that encapsulated Charlie's entirely fucked up worldview. All of it was right there on wax for anyone to hear, plain as day. Of course, you had to be a complete psychopath to hear in the Beatles songs what Charles Manson heard the rest of the world heard. One of the greatest albums of all time. Most definitely the greatest double album of all time. The record was a smash hit, selling more than 3.3 million copies in the US alone during its first four days of release. The mid-60s friendly competition between the Beatles and the Beach Boys ended with a decisive victor. And it was hard for the Beach Boys, facing a four album critical and commercial slump, not to glance silently at their own frontman Brian, and feel that if it weren't for his mental health problems, it could have been them and not the Beatles who defined what was clearly an important moment in time. It could have been smile not the White Album. And had it been what if any messages would Charlie Manson have vibed on? Where? How would the Beach Boys lyrics compel others toward darkness or toward light? Why? How had it gone so wrong? What ifs aside, Helter Skelter was on everyone's mind. Seven dead. So much blood, so many questions. No arrests, no suspects. Hollywoodland, USA 1969 Creep City Fall was settling in around Tinseltown, and with it a chill alongside the knowledge that the killers were still out there. Dennis was at his friend Greg's place. It was a small gathering. Greg and his wife had just lost their baby. It was a miscarriage, nowhere near as gruesome a loss as their friend Roman's, but a shared grief. Dennis was trying to cheer them up, but the mood was somber. He decided to play the piano, sing a song or two, try to take everybody's minds off of the rampant paranoia that had consumed their little community for the past several weeks. Drinks flowed and glasses clinked. Grass was passed, piano keys tapped out soft melodies. Sorrows were on the verge of drowning. And then the door burst open, and through it none other than the man Dennis Wilson feared most, Charles Manson. Charlie was in rare form, even for him. It was clear to all in attendance that he'd been on a tear, tweaked out to the max, processing the paranoia in his own way, clearly showing the effects of coping through endless tabs of acid and hippie death cult sex or whatever the hell it was Charlie got up to on his own with his family out at Spahn Ranch. He was wearing a giant sombrero and his eyes were doing that crazy shithouse rat trick again, rolling around endlessly in his sockets. He lapped the party, spewing random hippie bullshit. He smelled like shit, he looked like, and he scared shitless most everyone he got close to. He approached Dennis and got right up in his face. Brother, where have you been? I've been to the moon and now I'm back. Neil Armstrong had been the first American to walk on the moon only a month earlier. It wasn't surprising to anybody that Charlie would try bending history to prop himself up. But Dennis said nothing, kept his head down, kept playing the piano. Charlie's eyes somersaulted and he got up quick and bounced, leaving the party almost as quickly as he'd arrived. Everyone was freaked the fuck out, And they were even more freaked out a month or so later when they learned Charlie had been arrested out in Death Valley. He was brought in by the county sheriff's department on grand theft Auto and minor arson charges related to the family squatting in caves along the valley's edge, ripping and repainting cars to dune buggy through the desert with and to sometimes sell for quick cash. But once the authorities had Charlie in custody, it was only a matter of time before the pieces of the puzzle started clicking together. Just who was Charles Manson? And who were the members of his so called family? And what in the hell were they doing out in the desert? And what was with that unexplained murder? The one where the drug deal went bad a couple months back, where political piggy was written in blood on the way wall, the murder that led to the arrest of Manson family member Bobby Beausoleil. That scene sure felt a lot like the Tate LaBianca crime scenes. California law enforcement had a hunch that they had their man. Charles Manson was charged with conspiracy and seven charges of murder for the Tate LaBianca kill sprees. And it resulted in a nationwide media circus of a trial. The longest trial ever in California at the time. One where prosecutors hoped to prove that Charles Manson orchestrated and ordered the gruesome murders, but did not commit them himself. When the news broke in December of 69 about the charges against Charlie, Dennis Wilson's heart sank. Dennis showed Charlie the house on Cielo Drive. Dennis introduced Charlie to Terry Melcher when he lived there. Dennis got Charlie's hopes up. Dennis opened up a new world to Charlie, A world that closed itself to off to him and stoked his rage. Of course it all made sense. Dennis believed it before the newsmen even said it. So he drank. So he did more and more drugs in an effort to not feel, in an effort to outrun the guilt and the paranoia. And the fear was real. Even with Charlie behind bars, along with most of his family members, their real names exposed. Susan Atkins, AKA Sadie Mae Glutz, AKA Sexy Satan. Patricia Krenwinkel, AKA Big Patty, AKA Yellow, AKA Katie, Charles Watson, AKA Tex, Lynette Frome, AKA Squeaky Catherine Cher, AKA Gypsy, Sandra Good, AKA Blue, Bobby Bolsole, Leslie Van Houten, Mary Brunner and future informants and star witnesses, Paul Watkins and Linda Kasabian. Jail or no jail, Dennis, Dennis was still freaked. Charlie's reach was long and legit. And there were still other members of the Manson family on the outside and who knew what Charlie was capable of compelling them to do. It was December 1969, in those cold days between Christmas and New Year's when Dennis started finding stray bullets in and around his front door. And there were also little notes left on his doorstep and in his mailbox, the one that simply said, you can't get away from me. That one cut Dennis good. And of course there was the creepy crawling Charlie's girls. Those still on the outside would sneak into Dennis home while he was sleeping and move his furniture around to fuck with him. One morning he woke up to find his piano in a different part of his house. But nothing chilled Dennis Wilson more than waking up in the dead of night next to his girlfriend with two dark figures hovering above his bed, knives drawn pointing straight at Dennis's neck. He said nothing. Neither did the two women standing above him. They just grinned demonically, giggled softly, and creepily crawled out into the night.

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Wilson couldn't see straight. Something was off. This is supposed to be the part of the set where he shined, where he emerged from behind the drum kit to take center stage and sing lead on the tune his brother Carl wrote, Angel Come Home. And usually that was the case. Dennis, no matter how high or drunk during their sets, always Nailed this tune. In fact, the drugs and alcohol usually contributed to his vulnerability and thus his onstage appeal. Crooning into the mic like Venice era Jim Morrison crossed with some imaginary hippie version of Dean Martin. Dennis Wilson was in control when he had the song rolling over his lips. But not tonight. He literally couldn't see straight. His focus was off and his focus was being pulled sideward toward the direction of his cousin Mike Love, singing backing vocals stage left. Into Dennis estimation. Not doing a very good job, was he? Sabotaging Dennis moment? That's all he could think about. He loved Mike, but he also hated Mike. Mike Love was everything Dennis was not. Straight, focused, determined. Denis was a shabby drug and alcohol addicted mess. They both wanted the same thing. For the Beach Boys to remain relevant and successful. But both came at it from opposite angles and thus believed the other's efforts to salvage the band were actually efforts to sabotage the band. Dennis with his self destruction and Mike with his determination. Plus, Dennis knew Mike never forgave him for tearing off with his wife Suzanne, back during the whole Charlie era. Not only that, Mike was especially pissed that Dennis and Suzanne left Mike's kids alone to be babysat by Manson family member Susan Atkins, AKA the notorious Sadie Mae Glutz, the one directly responsible, along with Tex Watson, for viciously murdering Sharon Tate along with the others at Cielo Drive on that night. Now 10 years in the rear view. Charlie was eventually sentenced to death for the Tate LaBianca murders. But that was commuted to life when California banned the death penalty a year after his conviction in the name of mercy, Charlie fucking Manson would live to a ripe old age. But Dennis would never forget that time. It was always with him. The madness of it, the guilt, the grief. He would never talk about it though. Not to anyone. But he thought about it often. It always came back to Charlie. When the family was arrested en masse for the car robbery scam in Death Valley, it was Susan Adkins, Sadie Mae, already under suspicion of a different murder, who gossiped to two jailbirds about the Tate LaBianca murders. The jailbirds ratted Sadie out and the dominoes began to fall. With each brick laid in the dark mythology of the Manson family, the knot in Dennis Wilson's gut tightened. That other murder that Sadie may have been involved with, a mescaline dealer named Gary Hinman, Manson family member Bobby Bosole made a deal to sell a batch of Gary's drugs to a biker gang, the Straight Satans, who came back demanding a refund for what they claimed was actually a Bad batch of strychnine. Bobby, Sadie Mae and other families member Mary Bruner confronted Hinman and ended up stabbing him through the heart and using his blood to make the scene nice and witchy. Just the way Charlie liked it. This was the run up murder to the Tate LaBianca murders. Soon enough, investigators connected the witchy blood on the wall the Hinman scene with the blood on the wall the Tate LaBianca scenes and connected to Charlie through Sadie May. The D A had their suspect, Charles Manson, hippie death death cult leader. And Dennis Wilson watched in shock as prosecutors moved quick to try his one time friend for the most gruesome murders in recent American history. Hinman, Tate LaBianca and even the dead stuntman Shorty Shea, the one they dug up out at Spahn Ranch. It all made sense. Dennis could certainly believe it. To him, Charlie was a phantom everywhere haunting him. How close had he come? How far? How far had he gone astray? He wasn't in danger, but he never felt safe. Charlie was in jail forever and forever on Dennis mind. Even right now, in front of a sold out crowd at LA's Universal Amphitheater looking for some of those endless summer Beach Boys vibes. But Dennis Wilson couldn't deliver. He couldn't get Charlie out of his head. So he focused on Mike Love. Why was Mike staring at him? Why was Mike singing out of key? Why was Charlie staring at him? And why was Charlie singing out of key? Why did Charlie have to botch the audition with Terry? Mike never would have done that. Mike would have shown up and nailed his part. That was the thing about Mike. Always on time, always in tune. But Charlie. No, Charlie was a fuck up. Charlie was never in tune, unlike Mike. But wait, why wasn't Mike in tune right now? Was it Mike? It must have been. He was too tall, too bald to be Charlie. Besides, Charlie was in jail. Dennis rapped the song to polite applause and he hated Mike for it. He headed back to take a seat behind the drums, stopping at the piano to climb up on top of it to rant at the audience. The audience didn't know what the hell was going on. Neither did his bandmates. Mike was grinning. Dennis was embarrassing himself. And Mike, it seemed, was celebrating his failure. Dennis knew it. Who the fuck did this guy think he was anyway? Dennis was detained by his own security and pulled backstage. Mike Love laughed and got back into the next song. The band was cooking now. Dennis reemerged and began shouting. Mike kept singing, doing his job. A pro's pro. Dennis tried to follow suit, sat down at his kit and readied himself for the next song. Mike was talking into the mic between tunes. Dennis couldn't make out what he was saying, but he was sure Mike was fucking with him, goading him on, poking fun. Dennis always feared Mike resented him for sleeping with his wife, for his relationship with his brother Brian, the creative leader of the band for Dennis obvious appeal with their female fans, and most recently for the creative success of Dennis solo album, Pacific Ocean Blue. Dennis knew it got Mike's goat. It was an honest, tender and emotionally raw creative statement that established Dennis as the serial killer artist in the minds of critics. It was something Dennis knew Mike could never achieve on his own. An Angel Come Home, though a Beach Boys song, was performed live in the style of most of the tunes on Dennis's solo record. And that's partly why Dennis loved performing it. It reminded the audience of who he was outside of the shadow of his brothers and his cousin Mike. And that, to Dennis's mind anyway, was why Mike had sabotaged the tune and fucked with them on stage. Fuck this guy. Dennis snapped, kicked the drums off the riser, leaped up from behind him and charged his cousin at the front of the stage. When Mike saw Dennis coming, he laughed at first. But when he saw the manic look in his little cousin's eyes, he knew shit was real. Mike bolted for the side stage. The audience could not believe what they were seeing. Was this some kind of joke? Some staged playful family feud? Dennis caught up with Mike at the side of the stage and began to pummel him. Mike fought back hard. The two tussled, pounding each other with the pent up aggression of jealous teenage boys. Security pulled them apart and detained Dennis for a second time backstage. A brief intermission was called for and the audience, all 6,000 of them, shared the same look, the one that said what the fuck? Shortly, the band reappeared on stage with four smiles. Dennis stumbled to a mic and started started repeating the mantra. I love Mike love. I love Mike love. I love Mike love. Mike kept his distance for the rest of the set. His little cousin Dennis had appeared, was finally gone. It wasn't revenge so much as it was a giant fuck you. To whom exactly? Dennis Wilson wasn't sure, but Dennis life at the dawn of the 1980s was like some elaborate performance art piece gone wrong. The once handsome avatar for Southern California's surf culture and the promise of the 1960s had descended into a drugged out zombie roaming the Venice boardwalk in search of his next score and his next lay ousted from his own band in the late 70s, until he proved himself clean enough to return to the stage and frankly, to not kill himself. Dennis Wilson, by 1981, was 36 years old and on a mission, it seemed, to snort all of the cocaine in Southern California while at the same time drinking all of the alcohol he could get his hands on and doing it in the company of a 16 year old. She was a friend of his teenage daughter and her name was Shawn Love. And if that last name sounds familiar, it's because Sean Love claims she was the daughter of Dennis Wilson's cousin and bandmate Mike Love, making her Dennis's niece. And when the 16 year old Sean gave birth to Dennis Wilson's son, which meant that Dennis Wilson, lifelong pain in the ass to his cousin Mike, was now Mike's fucked up drug addicted son in law, for all intents and purposes, it certainly seemed like there was an intent there. As for Dennis and Sean's son's relationship to his father and grandfather, I can't even do the incest math, it's so messed up. It should also be noted that Mike Love has denied that Sean is his daughter. But Dennis seemed to accept, if not relish the connection. The vindictiveness was a distraction and so was fatherhood. Dennis loved his new son, but otherwise his life was a mess. Everywhere he looked, he saw the ghost of Charles Manson. Cruising the boardwalk, he saw Charlie everywhere. Charlie was in jail, but he was also in Dennis Wilson's head and messing with him endlessly. The promise and the innocence of the 60s was long gone. So long, endless summer. Hello, Endless bummer. The nihilism of the 70s gave way to the greed of the 80s and what was shaping up to be for Dennis Wilson, at least a drag of a decade. Charlie don't surf, maybe, sure, but Charlie do kill. And Dennis would never forget. He saw Charlie shoot down that dude up by spawns with an M16. The swarm of.22 caliber bullets nearly sawed the dude in half. Charlie and his girls then went to work, stat balling up the body and stuffing it into a well. Or was it a shallow grave out by Shorty Shay in the desert? Dennis wasn't sure. All he knew was that Charlie was for real and he was out there even when he wasn't. Even when he was behind bars. To Dennis, Charlie was everywhere and nowhere all at once. God, the devil, what's the difference? Once you've crossed the line transcended, there is no salvation. Dennis's brother Brian knew this was true. He crossed the line. He transcended he was far from innocent. He was mad. He was a genius and whatever you called him. Brian had suffered a real and acute mental health crisis. At the worst moment, when everyone was counting on him, Smile was Brian Wilson's ghost. It was like the 60s had imploded inside of Brian and taking him down with the decade early on and when Brian most needed his brother, his original museum, Dennis, the only beach boy who actually surfed. When Brian was stuck or hanging out there on the fragile limbs of creative madness and mental illness, Dennis was distracted, enthralled by the charlatan guru Charles Manson. But that was one of those things for Dennis to feel, not to say. And the results were devastating. Because when the 60s curdled inside of Charlie Manson, stewing like they had inside Brian Wilson, Charlie didn't retreat into a sandbox of creative madness. He exploded violently out into the world. The weight of choosing the wrong guru, of choosing Charlie over Brian, became Dennis Wilson's burden to bear forever. Though Brian held no grudge, Dennis held the grudge against himself just fine. Dennis heard the knock on the door to his Venice apartment and dispatched the kid, the one who just saved his life. The Beach Boys fan who somehow wrangled his way into Dennis mid afternoon coke party to ultimately smother Dennis in his embrace. Literally. After Dennis had lit himself on fire, attempting to light his fireplace with lighter fluid, the kid was alright. He could stay. Dennis would allow it. Besides, it was a festive time. The new year was once again around the corner. But the kid would have to earn his keep, fetch more coke, vodka and answer the door when necessary. Dennis was at the piano picking out the notes to Auld Lang Syne. And the knocking continued. The door. The kid snapped to and beat his own coke fueled beeline to see who was knocking. When he opened it, his shifty gag confused jaw nearly hit the floor. There he was, the gentle surfer bear himself, Brian Wilson. All 300 pounds of him, his hair greasy, his beard shaggy, full, dripping with spittle, his stench intense. Dennis was all he said to the boy. The boy said nothing, stood gobsmacked in the face of his hero. Brian pushed past him into the apartment, saw his little brother at the piano, sat down next to him, pulled out an ounce of cocaine, plopped it down on top of the piano and dove into it side by side with Dennis. Together with cocaine white peppering their scraggly beards, they pumped out a tock chalk duet version of God Only Knows. They followed it up with a reprieve. Trees of auld lang Syne this version, Coke fueled and slightly out of tune, but decidedly more festive. It was madness, but it was true love. Brotherly love. Dennis truly loved his brother Brian. He was a genius, and geniuses can be frail. But Brian also took more abuse than any of his younger brothers from Murray, their disciplinarian father, who was himself a failed musician and jealous of the boy's success. Brian shielded his younger brothers from Murray's wrath as much as he could and the abuse wrought havoc on his psyche. Just Google Murray Wilson letter for a glimpse of his fatherly advice. It's eight pages of anything but fun, fun, fun. But despite his father's failings, Dennis Wilson loved his dad, who passed back in 73. Dennis loved him just like he loved Brian and of course, like he loved his brother Carl and their bandmate Al. And a few were being honest with himself. Deep down, he even loved his cousin Mike. But Dennis Wilson had no agency when it came to showing that love. His life, by the time 1983 rolled around, was a complete and total disgrace. He bounced in and out of the band, in and out of relationships, and in and out of consciousness. He was completely consumed by cocaine and alcohol and taken to roaming around the Venice boardwalk looking like a common style street bum. As the Beach Boys with Mike Love at the helm did their best to remain relevant in their third decade, Dennis descended deeper into oblivion. And Charlie Manson, as usual, was on his mind. Dennis saw him daily on the boardwalk, mostly struggling to hang on just like he was panhandling and playing songs out of time on his beat up acoustic. Dennis would see him. The locals called him Slave indeed. But Dennis knew it was Charlie, or at least Slavin. Dave's busking body had been possessed by Charlie as a means to forever fuck with Dennis. Dennis joined him in song on the boardwalk. Frequently it was the holidays and they had a halfway decent version of Little St. Nick. But Charlie could never keep time. Dennis wandered. It was December 28, 1983 again. Those in between holidays days. Festive if you had a family to gather with. Downright bleak if you didn't. And it was cold on the boardwalk. Dennis ran into some friends and they were having a little party on a boat in the marina. It was right where Dennis used to dock his boat, but that was a lifetime ago. And Dennis ate. They all did. And of course they drank. Dennis entertained. He was good for that, always was. Ever the smiling entertainer, he was feeling himself and decided that despite the chill in the air, a swim was in order to right there in the marina off of the boat. He dove in and swam down to the ocean floor. He could see his reflection in the port side of the boat docked next to the one he dove off. His underwater image shocked him. He was younger looking, a better version of himself. He swam up for air and dove back down again. His reflection compelled him. Where had this version of himself gone? He was wondered. He swam up for air once more and took another dive. His reflection had now changed. It morphed. It was older, longer hair, big hippie beard. Dennis swam up again for air. He could feel himself getting tired, but dove back down. His reflection was there to greet him, waiting, but Dennis swore it was snarling back at him now in those eyes. He recognized those eyes rocking back and forth, somersaulting in their sockets, taunting him. Dennis knew it then. It wasn't his reflection. It was Charlie's. Dennis opened his mouth to shout, to fend off this guru creep once and for all, to get rid of the ghost. His mouth filled with water. He shouted once more. More water. It ballooned his lungs. Dennis gasped. He tried to break for air, swim to the surface, but his arms were no use to him. He was too tired. He was too drunk. He was too far gone. 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