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I want to talk about the real junk

When I was about 12 years old radio was moribund, (ELO, Queen, Journey and the ilk). Much Music didn’t exist yet nor did MTV. I used to watch a show called, “The New Music” which used to air on City TV in the metro Toronto area. It was pretty much my only source for fresh, weird stuff.

One episode is burned into my mind forever. It had Sid and Nancy nodding out in some squalid flat somewhere, and some Pistols out takes. I thought, man, this is pretty freakin’ cool. I liked metal and hard rock but this was angry too, snide, bitter. I could tell my parents would really, really hate it. The other thing I loved (and still do) was monster movies, Sci-Fi. That was when it happened. The video for Garbageman by the Cramps.

I was like, WHAT THE F*CK IS THIS????????? WHAT???????

I couldn’t move. I was lost right then and there. Monsters, rock and roll, sex, drugs, the whole shebang. It’s all there. In that video.

Thanks for that. Can you ever know how your art made me feel? It made me want to do things. That was the real junk, pure and simple. Straight into the eyeball.

R.I.P Lux Interior

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