Suicide
Suicide
1977
Imagine NYC in the Seventies: the whores, the sons of Sam's, cocaine and heroin, punk rock. And THIS band was the one to alienate them all! This would have been my Michael Jackson, my Britney Spears. I would've bought the albums and the posters and jump ropes and the t-shirts (and been murdered on the subway). This band is visionary; I mean that this band causes visions. I see Alan Vega twirling a cinderblock above his head from a heavy duty chain in all denim cut-offs and new-wave sunglasses, croonin' Elvis-style while Martin Rev gets all slinky behind the synths, all the while looking like he's reading a Tolstoy novel. This is the end of music right here.
Seppuku:
Ghost Rider, Johnny, Cheree
Suicide
1977
Imagine NYC in the Seventies: the whores, the sons of Sam's, cocaine and heroin, punk rock. And THIS band was the one to alienate them all! This would have been my Michael Jackson, my Britney Spears. I would've bought the albums and the posters and jump ropes and the t-shirts (and been murdered on the subway). This band is visionary; I mean that this band causes visions. I see Alan Vega twirling a cinderblock above his head from a heavy duty chain in all denim cut-offs and new-wave sunglasses, croonin' Elvis-style while Martin Rev gets all slinky behind the synths, all the while looking like he's reading a Tolstoy novel. This is the end of music right here.
Seppuku:
Ghost Rider, Johnny, Cheree
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