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Rock and Roll Eating the World

“What about ‘9 to 5’?”

And so it began.

Let’s face it: Not doing this would be a heck of a lot easier than doing this.

Even Sir Isaac Newton’s laws open with: “An object at rest stays at rest.”

There is something to be said for inertia.

There is a tendency for us not to do things.

To stay at rest.

There was no way that I was going to pay any attention to the announcement of the 2022 nominees for the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. The list includes: Pat Benatar, Kate Bush, DEVO, Duran Duran, Eminem, Eurythmics, Judas Priest, Fela Kuti, MC5, New York Dolls, Dolly Parton, Rage Against The Machine, Lionel Richie, Carly Simon, A Tribe Called Quest, and Dionne Warwick.

And yes, the Melrosian taunting or goading, for that’s what it was, came from the inclusion of Dolly Parton in the accumulated nominations for the honor, if that’s precisely what it is.

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BETTER 360 Tour of CBGBs Online

Sure, there’s a lot on the Internet that is utter nonsense and sometimes even psychologically damaging, but then there are little gems like this: Virtual Tour of CBGBs.

Let the Flash load (it’s slow) because it’s so worth it. Get a 360 degree panoramic view of the legendary punk bar. Zoom in on graffiti. See Hilly sitting in his office chair. Walk around the stage, soundboard, and backstage areas. You’ll recognize the images as an updated version of this but the functionality is much better and gives you a more personal look at the club than you likely could have had when it was open.

CBGBs closed on October 15, 2006 after 33 years as THE punk club in New York (if not all of America) and is now a storefront for high-end men’s fashion designer John Varvatos.

This is a real service and such great use of technology. Check it out.


Patti Smith at CBGB (and Other Music for Uplifting Gormandizers)

Another Fond Farewell to a Friend – The Hard Lessons at CBGB

Patti Smith at CBGB (and Other Music for Uplifting Gormandizers)

Jesus died for somebody's sins...but not Hilly'sPatti Smith at CBGB

Manhattan, October 15, 2006

I’ve been to CBGBs plenty of times. Hell, I’ve even played there three times. The place hasn’t been attracting big name bands for years, but since they lost their lease all the bands that cut their teeth at the club have been coming out in droves to show their love and respect for Hilly Krystal and the little club he opened 33 years ago.

Tickets for this last show sold out in 8 minutes on October 1, and I didn’t have one. I figured I’d stay home and listen to the live satellite radio broadcast and enjoy it that way, but this past week as the end came closer I thought I should go and attempt to bullshit my way into the show.

I got to CBGBs on Sunday at five o’clock pm and there were 30 people in line already. Doors were scheduled to open at 8. There were dozens of news trucks, camera crews and press in front of the club. Patti arrived around 6 and everyone broke into applause. I didn’t know she was so tiny. She came out a while later taking photos of the front of the club as the press swarmed around her and she answered their questions. It seemed everyone has a camera these days and wanted their picture taken in front of the club. I did it too.

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Another Fond Farewell to a Friend – The Hard Lessons at CBGB

GLONO alum Stacey K. Anderson files a report for the Metro Times on Detroit noise machine the Hard Lessons’ gig in the final days of CBGB.

Among the gems that illustrate why we loved Stacey from first glance:

“Detroit? Sorry, never been there. I imagine it’s a magical, overcast place where everyone grouses about the auto industry, apologizes for Michael Moore and tolerates Canadians for drug-related purposes.”

“CBGB may change locations, but it won’t go anywhere if promising bands like this keep appearing, inspired by the collective force of its past.

This is Detroit? I’ll take it.”

We miss you Stacey, we mean it.

The Hard Lesson previously on GLONO: The Hard Lessons – Gasoline