Zombie Bomber
|October 31, 2010 | Found Images
“ Rear gunner Sgt. George Allen completing his artwork on Lancaster B Mk II LL725 EQ-Z of 408 Squadron. Zombie was lost without trace on the Hamburg raid of 28 July 1944. ”
Via Le Troglodyte.
“ Rear gunner Sgt. George Allen completing his artwork on Lancaster B Mk II LL725 EQ-Z of 408 Squadron. Zombie was lost without trace on the Hamburg raid of 28 July 1944. ”
Via Le Troglodyte.
.. have gone to this concert, if I hadn’t just turned 3. Stop. Are you fucking kidding me with this lineup?
I “roadied” for RCM today, day 2 of the Voodoo rock festival in New Orleans – what that means, really, is that they kindly got me into the show and I got to watch from the side of the stage, with the understanding that if something went awry, I would run out and fix it — nothing did, and they’re knife-tight from their recent Spanish tour, and so they played a blazing set.
New Values. I think it’s my favorite Iggy Pop record. I know, I know, Lust For Life has ” The Passenger ” and Party has ” Pumpin’ For Jill “, but this one is the one for me.
01. Iggy Pop : New Values
02. Iggy Pop : I’m Bored
03. Iggy Pop : The Endless Sea
03. Iggy Pop : The Endless Sea
Recently, talking to a friend, the conversation, as it often does in fall, turned to The Misfits. Was I aware, he asked, that they were arrested for breaking into a New Orleans cemetery? I was not, and he sent me this October 1982 clipping from the Times-Picayune :
So, okay, that’s pretty great, but I happen to know someone who was on that tour, was there in that graveyard, who narrowly avoided getting arrested himself. The below is courtesy of Toke!, who you can find here :
” It was a real freak show rolling up to that cemetery, like a punk rock Mardi Gras parade: the ‘Fits were still in full stage gear, we had several cars, band vans, some groupie/ hooker chicks ( including one demure wallflower, who just minutes earlier at the club – Tipitina’s? – performed a subtle and tasteful act involving a snake and her nether regions for numerous onlookers ) and greasy dealer-dudes on old-school choppers, which were still twenty years from becoming cool. Again .Barry, Corey and I spotted the first cop car, who apparently had not yet received the call about the cemetery trespassing and was just checking out the ruckus. We backtracked out of the cemetery and jumped in our plain-jane Chevy Suburban parked down the street, just in time for the police cruiser to roll up beside us. In a fit of panic-derived inspiration I blurted, ‘Pretend you’re asleep!’ When the cops knocked on the window, we feigned awakening: ‘Oh, hi officer, we’re just some Ohio boys traveling cross-country. We got tired and pulled over here to sleep.’ They were like, ‘What the hell are you boys doing in this neighborhood in the middle of the night? They’ll kill you down here! Get on outta here!’ Just then, the trespassing call came in on his radio, and I figured we had about five-seconds before he put 2&2 together. ‘Thank you sir, we’re on our way, have a nice night.’ With that, we took off.So by then the whole area is crawling with cops, and they’ve blocked all the exits. We circle around the hood numerous times and pick up every and anyone, including Kenny Caiafa, Earl from Saccharine Trust and that weird ‘Skye’* guy who was a paramilitary mercenary, who was spry enough to climb over the walls and escape. The next day we bailed Jerry, Glenn and Doyle out. The cops returned the van minus the weights they toured with, but didn’t touch a single guitar or amplifier.Good times.
* Skye taught us all how to use a speed-loader with a revolver, do basic self-defense and cook some awesome pasta. He would show up at Misfits, Necros and later Big Chief shows for years, at all corners of the earth. Once we ran in to him in NYC at a soundcheck, but uncharacteristically, he missed the show. Later he called for bail as some idiot on the Lower East Side foolishly attempted to hold him up. Skye wrestled the gun from him and shot the guy’s knees out. The would-be mugger had a long rap sheet, and the case was ‘thrown out’ when Skye’s ‘attorney’ from Langley made some calls. “
Mommy, can I go out and kill somebody?
I was talking to Keith Morris, the singer of the Circle Jerks, and I asked him what Darby Crash was like, and he said, ” Honestly, I don’t know. He was always fucked up on something. I have no idea what he actually thought or felt. ”