How low can a punk get?
Joey Ramone, the late, lanky, leather-clad lead singer of the seminal New York punk rock band the Ramones, finally got his just deserts on Thursday afternoon, May 14, at a brief ceremony at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Annex in Soho.
"This is a day of kind of not Read More
Once in awhile we happen upon a little piece of news or even just a realization about a seemingly mundane fact of life that makes us feel like we really are living in the future. For instance, 10 or 15 years ago we were probably thinking thinks like: "Wow, I bet someday everyone will be Read More
Those NYC Condoms that the health department distributes are so ’07. This year, the hottest new safe sex trend is--Hey! Ho! Let’s go!--the Marky Ramone signature condom! Pitchfork reports that the former Ramones drummer has partnered with the safe sex education company Ready Two Go to market a new line of Read More
Stein: Real estate. Firstly, if you manage a band, every time you hear an encore, every time the audience increases, every time your radio increases, it’s an upper. With real estate, the only upper is how much you don’t owe Read More
On Aug. 16, 1977--the day Elvis Presley died--Joey Ramone and a couple of his friends were moping around the Lower East Side, devastated. Still, nobody could think of a fitting homage to their idol. “Then somebody got the idea that we should buy some fresh brains,” said Joey’s friend, DeerFrances, who was there that day. Read More
This last terribly bright Sunday, around the time church would let out, people in dark clothing began to loiter at the corner of Bowery and Second Street. The focus of their sun-glassed attention was a black T-shirt tied around a street sign on the northeast corner. A few hours later, that T-shirt would be removed, Read More
The new Stone Temple Pilots album, Shangri-LA DEE DA (Atlantic), begs the question: Can you teach an old dog to rip off new tricks? Once the subject of venomous rants by every self-righteous indiebot trying to keep it real in the post-Nirvana gold rush, S.T.P., like the radon in your basement, have somehow endured. Someday Read More
