Iggy laying on the floor asking Clive Davis to piss on him.

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Peter O’Toole came into the back room one time and was just sitting there drinking and the usual crowd was there. Ingrid Superstar was doing some number and there was a photographer in the room taking pictures and the flash would go off. Peter O’Toole was getting visibly crazier and crazier and started to appear very irritated. Mickey walked into the back room and Peter O’Toole called Mickey over to his table. “Excuse me, but could you tell those photographers enough is enough. I am here privately and do not wish to be harassed.” Mickey said, “You’re here privately, what does that mean?” He said, “Those photographers, they keep taking pictures of me.” Mickey said, “They aren’t taking pictures of you, they’re taking pictures of Ingrid.” He said, “But I’m Peter O’Toole.” To which Mickey replied, “Oh, are you a painter?”

Joan Jett on the left, Joan Jett next to her, and Joan Jett in the middle

 

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The Cramps — June 26, 1981

Randy Now: The first time they played the club, the leather jacket that Poison Ivy wears on their first album cover got stolen. Tut felt so bad that he gave her $200 to replace it, even though we lost money on the show.

Henry Hose: Every show the Cramps did was freakin’ awesome. Lux Interior always had these real low-cut leather pants, and the one question everyone had was, “HOW DO THOSE PANTS STAY ON?!” At one point during the show he was down at the edge of the stage singing, and some girl came up and popped a Quaalude in his mouth. He said, “I work hard for THIS?” He looked at it and put it in his pocket. We would always try to grab his pants and pull them down because they were only one tug away…

Most rockabilly lyrics freely express sex as a positive thing

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ANDY STARR started out saying things like, "Yeah, we had a good time. It was the era of Elvis Presley . . . " - it sounded like I was talking to Eisenhower. Next time I talked to him he said, "You know, Bill, I didn't tell you, but I had sex with over 5000 women! ... Did I tell you about the time this guy was shooting at my car - his wife was hiding in the back seat while I had two blondes in the front!" He called me up and said, "Billy, I'm doing these big shows now - I'll send you photos." Then he sent these pictures, and he's singing in front of a potato chip rack.

I lost my mind. It was so fucking nasty and sexy. Dirty music.

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“I was sitting there and watching the Cramps, they were out of tune and falling all over the place. It was a trainwreck, so when they finished their audition, Hilly told them that they had failed and they were practically crying. I told them they could play at Max's, as long as they showed up with a tuning machine. They came down a couple of days later and Jayne will tell you, people were looking at me with that expression of what the hell was I thinking? I said, "Just wait, you will see." Suicide played on the same bill as the Cramps and it was a perfect match up. You have the hillbilly version and the New York City Times Square version.” Lux Interior: "We opened for Suicide a lot. We couldn't believe it. Marty was great at what he did, but Alan ... if somebody got up to go to the bathroom, he'd leap up and take the mic stand and block their path with it. He'd do stuff like that all the time intimidating the audience. It could get really scary sometimes."

mod meets pub meets glam meets Johnny Burnette power-chord din

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“Have you had it with Bobby Sherman, Cat Stevens, James Taylor, The Carpenters, Crosby, Stills & Nash, Chicago??? Are you sick and tired of all these sex-less, whitewashed, psychedelic pop-shit groups???? …if so, why doncha subscribe to Rollin’ Rock Magazine and dig some of that wild, crazy, juicy, greasy, all-American rock and roll music!!!!!”

“Dear WTTS, Just received the first 43 issues of Who Took The Shelves, and I had to let you know how excited I am. Your mag sure does fill a void, not only in being a magazine by and for methed-up lunatics like me, but in being chock full of some of the most interesting pornography on the scene today… by any chance would you be interested in a 72-page article on Question Mark & The Mysterians? – Lester Bangs El Cajon CA”

this whole slew of crude recordings on shoestring labels.

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I had a friend who lived in this flat in west London - a really vile, scruffy, horrible, bloke's flat - but the one thing pristine in this mess was a Dansette in mint condition and a bunch of records on the auto changer. And they were all vintage London records, which he'd bought the first time round. And he wouldn't have parted with them, even though he was dirt poor. So I told him about Ted's stall, less than a minute's walk away. I remember the famous Elvis wallpaper and all these other stalls with their thin dividing walls, selling hippyish jewellery, retro clothing - and there, at the end of the row was a smelly, greasy caff - you'd go past the caff, and Ted had the whole back space, in an L-shape, with the stock behind the counter, belting out rock'n'roll and R&B at full blast.

The kids don't need anything but the craziest, insanest, raunchiest shit

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T: The problem is that rock and roll and politics don't mix because you reach a point where you have to give up one for the other. I just think they're all going to reach that point and it'll be interesting to see which side they go for; especially the Dils, because they really do believe in that bullshit . . . it may be bullshit but they really do believe in it .

NO: What do you think they would do if they started making a lot of money, if they started getting really famous?

T: Well, that's what I mean . Their Politics become hearsay ... it doesn't mean anything after a while. They 're rock and roll. It's entertainment.

C: The point was made clear to me when I went to see the Dils at Base's hall and there were posters on the wall saying "Welcome to the workers paradise" and it cost $4 to get in.

Paul Morrissey: I like fantasy & entertainment but it seems nobody puts real life into films. There was a friend of mine who was manager at a porno theatre in New York & they were just showing porno. It was the first early full porno they were having in Manhattan & he had some friend of his who was sort of a poet or something, who was the ticket-taker. Somehow this guy who had no business running a porno theater got the job. So he was the manager, and his friend the poet didn't come in one day to sell the tickets & he said 'Where'd you go yesterday, you didn't come in,' & he said, 'Oh, I had to go to that new film that just opened EASY RIDER.' And I was there and I said 'You went to see what? Why did you go to see that?' … He said 'Oh, I wanted to see my generation on screen,' and I thought that was preposterous, because that film really had nothing to do with even the ten year period within it was made … maybe 10 or 15 years earlier … the beatniks or something. But it just dawned on me. I said 'If you want to see your generation on screen, go inside the theater, in that porno up there, that's your generation.'

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 ... "