Jesse Walker | January 31, 2005
New documentary I most want to see: New York Doll, the story of how the late Arthur "Killer" Kane, bassist for the New York Dolls, became a Mormon.
If we're lucky, it'll also explain how David Johansen became Buster Poindexter.
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How you feelin'?
Old old old!
How you feelin'?
Poor poor poor!
Oooohhhhhhhh, Looooooorrrdddd!
I found it strange that this very recent article doesn't mention
that Kane is dead (last July). Even quotes from the filmmaker speak
of Kane in the present tense.
I DO want to see the movie, but I'm dubious about the NYD/Mormon
balance when the moviemaker says "If anybody knew rock and roll
people, it would have been me -- and I didn't even know the New
York Dolls."
I hear the same filmmakers will finally tell the story of how
the kid from The Wonder Years grew up to be Marilyn
Manson....
(kidding)
It's not on topic, but every time I hear "only in America," I think of this video.
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4206764
David Johansen tells the story of how he became Buster on freshair
on 12-7-2004
if the link doesn't work, go to NPR.ORG and search his name and it
should come up.
Joseph
mccleary -- That quote jumped out at me too. Picturing this
out-of-touch doofus reminded me of Montgomery Burns: "Ah yes, the
Beatles... I seem to recall their caterwauling on the Ed Sullivan
Show".
And the Buster Poindexter transformation was indeed a tragedy.
Oh, I like the Buster Poindexter stuff. It wasn't vital music
like "Trash" or "Personality Crisis," but it was more listenable
than many other aging rock stars' mid-career turns.
These days, by the way, Johansen has re-reinvented himself as a
folksinger.
"These days, by the way, Johansen has re-reinvented himself as a
folksinger."
As someone who hasn't much use for post-70s Johansen, I welcome
this change, at least in comparison to funky-but-chic solo guy,
latin lounge singer or Dolls reuniter. Apart from death and
Mormonism (which are pretty close in my book), there is no better
way to keep off my radar then to become a folk singer.
I happen to have a particularly vital piece of Johnny Thunders'
vomit from one of the last Dolls gigs, which I am willing to part
with for the right price.
If you look at it close, it kind of looks like a razor blade,
believe it or not.
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