Richard Hell + Susan Sontag
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Richard Hell + Susan Sontag
Television played CBGB that night. Ivan Kral, Patti Smith’s new guitarist, was shooting black-and-white stock with a 16mm Bolex for a short art film about the scene. Kral moves down the length of the narrow bar with the camera in his hand, squeezing through the crowd, getting jostled, then resteadying himself. His bandmates Jay Dee Daughtery and Lenny Kaye mug with blowout noisemakers in their mouths. Tina Weymouth smiles and shimmies in what looks like a bathrobe. The lanky Tom Verlaine, head tilted down in conversation, peeks skeptically from under his brow. Hilly Kristal (who sprang for tablecloths to make things festive) chats with Richard Robinson. Lisa Robinson works the crowd. A long-haired Chris Stein talks to Blondie’s bassist, Gary Valentine, both hypothesizing new wave fashion in skinny ties and Salvation Army sports coats. Debbie Harry stands nearby with a tiara on her head, grinning and waving a cigarette. Chris Frantz stands alone with a lei around his neck, nursing a drink and observing the scene. David Byrne, in a wide-lapeled sports jacket over a sweatshirt and a polo shirt, sits in a group but stares off into the distance. And John Cale, a paper hat on his head, scans the room, wild-eyed, looking for something or someone.
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Richard Hell & The Voidoids - Blank Generation
Blank Generation | Ulli Lommel | 1980
Richard Hell — Blank Generation
I was sayin' let me out of here before I was
Even born, it's such a gamble when you get a face
It's fascinatin' to observe what the mirror does
But when I dine it's for the wall that I set a place
I belong to the blank generation and
I can take it or leave it each time, well
I belong to the generation but
I can take it or leave it each time
Triangles were fallin' at the window as the doctor cursed
He was a cartoon long forsaken by the public eye
The nurse adjusted her garters as I breathed my first
The doctor grabbed my throat and yelled, "God's consolation prize!"
I belong to the blank generation and
I can take it or leave it each time, well
I belong to the generation but
I can take it or leave it each time
To hold the T.V. to my lips, the air so packed with cash
Then carry it up flights of stairs and drop it in the vacant lot
To lose my train of thought and fall into your arms' tracks
And watch beneath the eyelids every passing dot
I belong to the blank generation and
I can take it or leave it each time, well
I belong to the generation but
I can take it or leave it each time
I belong to the blank generation and
I can take it or leave it each time, well
I belong to the generation but
I can take it or leave it each time
Richard Hell & The Voidoids - Blank Generation