the Beautiful People of the Kings Road in their elegant bondagerie

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“A little vomit is a dangerous thing. There’s no point in going for that. Not unless you mean to do it properly. Vomit has to have some meaning, you know.”

“What about gobbing, should that stay?”

“Well, it is associated with the band, after all. Disgusting, really.”

“But we have to get into disgust, don’t we? Disgust equals the Pistols. Ugly times. You know? But will people be disgusted enough?” This was the constant worry of the publicity department at the moment. “I mean, it’s important to associate Sex Pistols with nastiness. They should be synonymous in the public’s view. We want the name in every paper by Thursday.”

“But the record isn’t mixed yet.”

“The record, dear, is the least of our problems. We want the front page of The Sun. And the rest of them, if possible. Our first problem is to find a nicer word for gob.”

"Guitar Wolf meets Super Vixen, Kitten Natividad".

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Bardot asked Serge to write for her the most beautiful love song in the world; his reply was the cult classic "Je t'aime ... moi non plus."  The song starts off simple enough, but before long the vocal track progresses into a series of moans, with Brigitte and Serge whispering "Je t'aime" and groaning lustily. The press went so far as to say they recorded themselves in the true act of copulation. In truth, they had been lovers, but you don't have to be Fellini to have figured that out. "Je t' aime ... moi non plus" was not initially released. Bardot's husband, the extremely wealthy German Guntar Sachs, was so enraged by the song's connotations that he would not allow it to be pressed. Gainsbourg locked the master tape away and 'claimed' it would stay there forever. Gainsbourg later re-recorded the song with his British wife, Jane Birkin, and the press made the same "they're doing it!" allegation. Years later Birkin was cast as Bardot's female lover in Don Juan. Being nervous about their nude scene, Brigitte suggested they sing a song. The only song they both knew the words to was "Je t'aime ... ", prompting them to break into an amusingly passionate rendition.

The women are smart; the men are dumb ... willing tools of the women

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What's the most rock and roll thing you have ever done in your life? 
Carla - Giving someone a blowjob, as I was driving the car in the fast lane of the freeway with them steering ... because obviously I couldn't see ... me working the accelerator and brakes ... by them telling me to slow down or speed up. 
Whoa! 
Jack Martin - How did you know if he wanted you to slow down or speed up, blowing or driving?

THE MAGAZINE THAT DOESN’T KNOW WHEN TO QUIT!

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Slash: Tell us about the clubs in N.Y.

Lux: CBGB's is really the only club.

Slash: What about the "downtown bands"?

Lux: My personal opinion is, I think it's a good thing to keep those damned art-rock bands separated some place where they can drop out of art school and work out their neuroses! They don't know anything about rock 'n' roll. You can't dance to their music and I couldn't care less about it. I'm not interested in music you can't dance to. Get them out of the bars and put them in a loft!

Ivy: There are a lot of bands trying to get in at CBGBs but the art bands are keeping them out, they're cluttering up the place. They should call their music what it is. They should play for the artists in Soho. 

Lux: This "new wave," I don't know what it is. When rock 'n' roll changed to rock, it became acceptable. When punk rock changed to new wave it became acceptable and all these muck people started moving in.  Robert Christgau from the Village Voice despises us, so he won't write anything about us except snotty remarks and put-downs. He does not understand a goddam thing on what this band is about in the least. A hundred people told me the show we did at CBGB's was the best they'd ever seen and the review in the Village Voice called it "calculated ... sterile ... boring ... "

There was a time when pornography was dirty and exciting and illegal

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But by early '69, Screw was so successful on the newsstands, it made Myron Fass irrelevant, driving his whole dreck factory, and others like it, to the very bottom of the newsstand. The sexual revolution was exploding. We embraced a huge market no one knew existed. What was missing from Playboy centerfolds, sexploitation films, automobile and cigarette ads with sex was simple honesty. We soon had imitators on the stands. Screw was not an evolution of men's mags, but a counter-reaction to them, especially the "acceptable" sadomasochistic tabloids. No one was mutilated or beaten in Screw. Screw was part of the underground hippie counterculture emanating from the East Village, a few blocks below our office. Sally Eaton, from the cast of Hair, wrote in Screw, "I think fucking is the friendliest thing two people can do. . . . America is such a deodorized country that we have to surround something as simple as fucking with romance."