Oh for heaven's sake...I simply cannot believe this has survived.
The smart-ass flyer I cobbled together to announce our ultra-secret, first-ever, strictly for our friends, live performance in 1981.
Every ten years, a group of musicians emerge who fundamentally alter the way we listen to both rock and roll.
In the Fifties...it was Elvis, Chuck Berry and Tommy Sands...
In the Sixties...the Beatles, Bob Dylan and Staff Sgt. Barry Sadler...
In the Seventies...Bruce Springsteen, Barry Manilow and Lydia Lunch...
Ladies and Gentlemen, we are proud to present
In Concert
Sept. 19, 1981 Rocket Studios (Studio B) 265 West 37th Street 944-2699 9:30-12:30 BYO
THE CRITICS RAVE!!!!
"A study in terror!" -- Lester Bangs, Village Voice
"I emerged shaken...a merciless dissection of the palsied heart of darkness that is contemporary American culture." -- Rona Barrett, Today
"A stinking heap of dead cod." -- John Lydon, PiL
"Sounds like an unholy schtup between Tom Verlaine and Boyce & Hart" -- Greil Marcus, Rolling Stone
"My favorite band." -- Steve Simels, Stereo Review
And I'll have you know that in the days before photoshop, this was a serious hassle to put together.
I should add that I totally ripped this off from a full page spread Paramount Pictures ran in the New York Times a few months earlier to advertise a theatrical re-issue of Ed Wood's immortal Glen or Glenda.
[h/t Susan Brewster]
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