interviews

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Me and Dave Navarro
by Pamela Des Barres, author of I'm With the Band
Jane - September 1998

The first time I met Dave, I was visiting an old pal Don Johnson in San Francisco, and he took me to see the Red Hot Chili Peppers backstage at the Oakland Coliseum. Dave came straight at me, looked me in the eyes, extended his hand and said, "Hello, I'm Dave Navarro." Pleased to meet you too, gorgeous.

Tonight, as I walk through Dave's front door, he heads me into his new photo booth, insisting I pose for posterity. Among the many things he occupies himself with (a new album, Spread, and a new self-created Web site), it seems Dave is also working on a book. "The general thought is to document how people come and go out of your life," Dave tells me. "I go through groups of people for six weeks, and then they're gone." He's shirtless, barefoot, in low-cut jeans, full of tattoos (my favorite: CONSTANCE, his late mother's name, emblazoned across his lower back), nipple rings, and has a little goatee and an intense dark gaze. He laughs easily and is wide-open yet deeply guarded, all at once.

Dave shows me some of the features of his new site (check it out, please: www.6767.com/spreadweb.html). When we come to the clip of him pleasuring himself, I ask how he gets away with such naughtiness. "Why hide one of the basic instincts of mankind? Besides, I've got warnings all over this site: 'Enter at your own moral risk.'" Does he feel like a rock-god sex symbol? "I really don't," he insists. "My self-image is so warped. I know a lot of people must think I'm really open to wear women's clothing and lingerie. It's honest, but a small part of myself is amplified so greatly that I'm able to appear open but still remain hidden." Navarro rumors abound--vibrators onstage, exciting wanton acts being performed. "Some people may view my actions as being overboard," Dave concedes, "but maybe I do it because once they have been executed, it's very difficult for me to judge myself. I've spent a lot of energy being afraid of what people think, and I'm not gonna do it anymore. Extreme artists are an avenue--people live vicariously through us."