"Most of the 'Alternative' Stuff Going On Was Actually Alternative"

"In an office full of debauchery, the art department was particularly notorious, glamorous in a fucked-up way and always louche. There'd be cocaine bindles casually tossed into the trash sitting on top of proof pages, and people having Irish coffee as they pasted up the paper at 9 a.m. Every time the door to the art department opened, it was like a cross between the party scene from Breakfast at Tiffany's, a Cheech & Chong film and the playa at Burning Man."

Pleasant Gehman recalls the early years of the LA Weekly (as part of the paper's fortieth anniversary).