And use soft hygienic Weetabix to dry my tears

Via, but most likely scanned from This Ain't No Disco: The Story of CBGB.



Via.


Currently blasting X-Ray Spex live at CBGBs, courtesy of Dangerous Minds.  It's all I can do.  She and her band (Rudi's/Lora's hilariously caterwauling sax is just as crucial as Poly's lyrics and voice) warped my mind for the better like nobody else before or since, and I'm eternally grateful for it.





In other linkage, Peter Moruzzi's America After Dark did a short post about the Peppermint Lounge.  And you can peruse a "Rock and Roll Map of Manhattan" (pointing out the locations of geographical song lyrics, not venues) at Flaming Pablum.