Tom Sawyer like tales for the Sex, Drugs and Rock and Roll Generation
I’m not sure how you’re supposed to feel when you meet a musician that you admire. In my case the few that I’ve met have not been particularly good experiences. This is the story of how Steve Jones from the Sex Pistols most likely had my weed confiscated from me for his own use. The…
Living in St. Louis in the 70s it was not uncommon for music tours of punk bands to bypath our town. The going saying back in punk zines of the day would be to call the STL punk crowd the fun 100. Of course there were more than 100 punk fans. Maybe 200. ha ha….
If you’ve been reading my stories you might think this is a follow up to the time Lou Reed cussed me out. You would be wrong. This is the story of when Lou Reed apologized to me. Again with the Peaches Record store, Lou Reed was in town for the Street Hassle Tour and making…
In between the Sally Can’t Dance tour and Street Hassle tour Lou came to St. Louis playing the Ambassador Theater downtown May 23 1975. This was a show that was open seating. Meaning, you took the seat that you could get. Like the festival theater that proved a horror show in Cleveland for The Who…
Remember back in the days when white folks would hate things like Nazi rallies? SIt seems like a distant memory in the Fox News-Trump era, but it’s true—I swear. At the time I was working with some fellas in a very early incarnation of proto-punk. By that, I mean we were playing classic 60’s tunes like things…