Looks like alotta early footage, when they were more obviously following in the NY Dolls platform covered footsteps.
Looks like alotta early footage, when they were more obviously following in the NY Dolls platform covered footsteps.
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Let me count the reasons that I love this:
My only complaint is that he uses the plural, with “s”, when referring to vinyl, an admittedly petty pet peeve of mine, which I will attribute to his being British. But it’s Bowie, so you know it was charming as hell when he said it.
From Vanity Fair, November 2013.
…it waits no more.
“I’m not a prophet or a stone aged man, just a mortal with potential of a superman. I’m living on.”
We’re talking the original Alice Cooper band, minus the deceased Glen Buxton of course, but with Michael Bruce, Dennis Dunaway and Neal Smith! For 200 people at a record store promo stop for Dunaway’s new memoir, Snakes! Guillotines! Electric Chairs!: My Adventures in The Alice Cooper Group. Apparently they did an eight song show, and I wanna know what the setlist was! That’s 200 lucky bastards!
Source: Alice Cooper Band reunites for rare performance, and only 200 people saw it
Marc Bolan looks like his own groupie, and I love it. The cherubic Glam God, to end all cherubic Glam Gods.
I cannot begin to limit my Tyrannosaurus Rex/T Rex favorites, so I’m gonna take the easy out and post the excellent Born To Boogie documentary, and the Wembley 1972 gig that accompanies it on the DVD release (hint: BUY IT). The music of Marc Bolan figures into my life as prominently as just about any musician, and to see him at his prime is just transcendent. Boogie on, Electric Warrior.
Happy birthday, Fee Waybill.