Louis. Involved ? - Consulted ? - Hah ! - I was instrumental in kick-starting the whole thing. You see, though people see Louis D'Cadnov as this abject figure of humility and self-sacrifice, in truth I am . . . how you say ? . . a sufferer of megalomania - though only for the art, you see. I have enough money to keep myself, my caravan and my dogs and that is all I need.

Hah - it is not for the money. It is for power and influence. I dreamed The Sons of Mutoc into it, you see ! - So the answer to your question is "Oui" and "Non" - I let The Sons think it was their idea.

Louis. My interest is now researching the John The Baptist cults of Southern Iraq. I am currently working on a short play about the dreams of John whilst in the custody of King Herod and, in particular, his mystical obsession with Salome. My interest in the "Grand Oeuvres" album is purely to keep one step ahead.

Louis. The copyright will always be shared between the four original members of Mutoc-Troason, though Liam, Pino and Serge have no idea of how much money can be made from the breeding of Utopian Hunting Dogs. I am, in fact, keeping them financially, though they perceive it not. Pride, you see ?

Louis. Hah ! - The Poor ! - What did they ever do for us in the early days - clap a little, maybe, and shake their heads ? Yes, write that it will be given to the poor, though for the people of the Languedoc it is too late. Perhaps my play will upset the people responsible for their demise, eh ?

Louis. Ah, the old days . . the streets of St. Michel, the street girls, the fire-eaters, the hotel where I . . Forgive me, I am repeating myself. All I can say is if one could remember it, one was not there. Did you ever hear "Trout Mask Replica" ( a weak attempt by one of D'Cadnov's devotees to recreate the perceived sound of Mutoc-Troason ) on Benylyn, absinthe & burdock and opium laced with Tincture of Reality ? It was like that. Hey, ask the others.

Louis. Good lead in eh ? On scales of 10 they were all 10s - still are. Listen to the tapes from then when the album comes out. I think really, though, that Serge has surpassed himself with his cut and paste techniques, particularly on his new release - "It's There Lad, Gettin' Bonny". (Released 1982 - Ed's note)

Liam is into graphics now, I believe, smashing up space invader gadgets and Pino, well . . I think Pino's doing a vocal only version of "Aoxamaxoa" by D'Cadnov devotees 'The Warlocks'. Hmm, nice.

Louis. For years I listened to nothing but that young upstart Reinhardt and his talking guitar. It's only been in the last few months I've been hearing a new sound - Atkins, Weedon, Holly. I think they're the future.

Favourite Saturday night album ? - It's gotta be Al Bowlly, yeah, something by Al Bowlly. Makes me feel like an American, no ? Maybe a young movie starlet I could ply with Benylyn and Tincture of Reality - Joan Crawford, eh ? - Can you arrange it ? - Hah-Hah.

Louis. There is nothing left to sing, write or fight about ! - Salvation, maybe ? - But no, not even that is available without the green money, eh ?

Louis. No.

Louis. Ah, yes. Pourquoi ? - Then I would be young and able to play Holly songs in the Opera House in the city of my dreams ! - I would make Liam, Pino and Serge uglier and less attractive than me and I would get the . . . how do you say ? . . . 'Rhodys' ? to get me girls looking like Joan Crawford and I would ( whispers ) dose them with Benylyn and I would make sex with them.

Louis. Ah, the crime ! - The crime was being in the wrong place at the wrong time. That is what is in my mind, anyway. Liam, Pino, Serge . . they may think another way, I don't know. They blame me, of course, but other times they don't. I have no regrets for the music. I developed their innate skills. They could have left - ( At one time Liam & Pino almost went solo intent on reaching a more mainstream audience, but their album "Liam & Pino Live at Montmartre" was greeted with derision by such luminaries as Jean Cocteau and Pablo Picasso - later both of them would admit to having been strongly influenced by this album ! ) - but they stayed and look at them now - rich men, richer still when the album comes out.

The State gave me no reason. Favourite Saturday night record ? - Ah, it would have to be "Making Sex, Tincture of Reality and a Touch of Correction de Problèmes" by Jan Derrie and The Guillotine Blocks - they were influenced by me, you know ?

Louis. Yes, I get no pension due to the secret belief that they hold that I am rich beyond belief.

Louis. I left my homeland in the '30s and, since much of what I tell you is lies - ( Pino and he share that capacity for non-truth ) - I will tell you this. Due to my remarkable physical assets I was enlisted into the French Underground Movement. Every Friday for seven years I would box a German SS Officer. In seven years I never lost and, when the war had ended, I was given the opportunity to train in New York with the best that America had to offer. In the late '40s I found myself training a boxer by the name of B. Bop Willis. One night, drunk on absinthe & burdock, he stumbled into a nightclub and picked a fight with some white cats. The band on the stage had heard some out-takes from the Mutoc sessions for "Ou Est Le Papier?" so you can imagine the sounds that were going down ? Willis shouted at the white guys, 'Hey ! B. Bop is here ! - You wanna fight ?' - The guys on the stage heard this and 'Be-Bop' was born.

Later I mat this writer, name of Jack. He said he could introduce me to Joan Crawford but boy, he was a liar. I ended up in Morocco with a pal of his, a homosexual by the name of Burroughs. Any way, after he'd shot his wife I couldn't stand the way the situation had become and that's when I became interested in John The Baptist, and now he won't leave me alone . . tells me the story's got to be told.

Hey, what about the 21st Century ? - I'm over a hundred and I'm not dead yet ! - Is Betty Davis still alive ?- Fetch her !

Louis. No, nothing like the Camargue. I get Tincture of Reality delivered to my caravan by kids on bikes here. How'd I get here ? Ask me when I'm gone, hah hah.

Louis. No !

Louis. Other Worlds ? What, you mean you've heard that one ? Did you ever hear the one about the talking dog ? Now, that's something else - Hey, the punch-line is "I got sick of his lies." - Work that one out . . .

Louis. Ah, mirrorballs, if only life was like a mirrorball and human beings were like the splashes of light that they produce . . there's a different reality in there, you know . . in the mirror, I mean. What's right is left and what's left is right. My son, Judas, is working on a mirrorball to make Good seem Evil and Evil seem Good. I keep telling him the world is gonna be no different but he won't believe it . . youth, eh ? Idealists, the lot of them. It'll kill them in the end !

Louis. No, only Judas. The others hate me, wish they'd never been born. I do that to people though, bring out the best and the worst. Mutoc-Troason was like that.

Louis. I already told you that !

Louis. Ah, the French . . I am French in name only now. My attitude is that they hated me then, so to hell with them now. I love France but hate the French. What other great artists has France produced ? Only Reinhardt, and he was a gypsy, maybe that sculptor Rodin, but music, hah, only Mutoc-Troason and they hated us. My favourite Saturday night record ? - Anything by your English beat group The Kings ?? - "Louis, Louis, Oh baby, I got to go . . "