I should add that the hairdo I'm sporting in the accompanying photograph is perhaps my worst ever, so mea culpa. And it's fairly obvious, from my outfit and my expression, that I had been, er, up rather late the night before it was taken, which seems fitting given the column's subject.
I should also add that the names of the bands discussed in the last paragraph will bring back memories (fond or otherwise) to anybody who was a downtown Manhattanite at the time the column appeared. The reason being that, in those days, it was obligatory for crudely lettered xeroxed fliers for each of them to be festooned on telephone poles and street lamps from the Bowery to 23rd street.
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Ha, the only name that sounds even vaguely familiar is the Brats.
And yes, I remember those Xeroxed fliers everywhere but I remember them mostly being for punk shows and punk clubs.
*sings* Those were the days, my friend....
It's not instantly enlarging for me, Steve. We've had this problem before. Wanna talk about it?:) Might be my computer. If so, don't transcribe just for me. Would like to get a better look at that coiffure, though. And what's posted in front of your desk. Details are important. Maybe you can reload the image? If that's possible. I don't know how blog creation works, so forgive my ignorance in advance. As it is, it opens in a new window but doesn't enlarge.
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Hmm. I’m gonna have to consult somebody more computer savvy than me, i.e a 20-something
Sorry for the inconvenience,kids.
I got it to enlarge with + ....and reading glasses, sitting close to the screen.
The message lost my "CTRL" word.
That would be Control-key and the Plus-sign.
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