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CBGB Was My High School

GK Stritch

Will dangers, dalliances, and delights snare a young innocent on a rocking and roiling, art-felt journey of self discovery?

 

Difficult 1970s high school days lead to New York City adventure with time spent growing up at fabled Manhattan hot spots CBGB and Max’s as a ladylike young beauty learns the ways of the world and keeps her own quiet counsel in this coming-of-age memoir.

She flirts with the rock’n’roll world of Johnny Thunders, the Ramones, Patti Smith, and an assortment of downtown types including Andy Warhol, William S. Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg, and Vincent Gallo. After traveling with the Ramones, she tires of the club scene and her tastes turn uptown.

As a makeup artist at a well-known shop on 55th Street, she meets many older beauties and stars of stage and screen, most notably Cher, but including everyone from Lena Horne to Ronnie Spector. The highlight of her adventures is an encounter with Jackie Onassis in the 1980s.

The author becomes enamored of Café Carlyle chanteuses, but ultimately her sights soar to the truly sublime.

Throughout the manuscript are the recollections of an introspective young life. It’s not all frippery. The writing provides a gentle cautionary tale in a fast and mostly amusing read.

 
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Lucy Middlemass wrote 13 days ago

CBGB Was My High School

I understand this has been published so I won‘t go on but it’s a well-written and interesting account.

“some clowning on his part and some giggles on mine”
“he asked nice and blurry”
“I in my evening clothes, Marc in his stupor.”
“wizened wizard”

All great lines. It deserves to continue to do well. I don't get to read stuff like this on here very often, and it's fun.

Lucy

Skip Mahaffey wrote 153 days ago

Backed this book when it was originally posted. Gladly support it again. It's a great story and deserves the Editor's Desk.

Trailer Bride wrote 158 days ago

I know this is published so I shan't bother saying anything more than it's fascinating and very well done. A very enjoyable read for fans of the era and also for girls of all ages.

Seringapatam wrote 159 days ago

Yes, I like this a lot. It kept me gripped and flowed well. Will score this high. Nice one.
Sean

Sarah_Faith wrote 196 days ago

One things that's really hard to do is to get my attention with your first line. You did. The next thing that's almost impossible to do is to keep me interested with the following paragraphs.... you did. That is awesome! Consider your work backed.

celticwriter wrote 310 days ago

backing youse again :-)
unconditonally!!!!! :-)

Wanttobeawriter wrote 348 days ago

CBGB WAS MY HIGHSCHOOL
This book is like a step back in time. I llive in California so I’m not that familiar with New York City so, reading this, I felt as if I was taking a private tour of the city. I’m guessing you’ve
Posted chapter 5 as the first chapter because no one here reads that far and you want some comments on your later chapters. I think that’s a good idea and might try it myself. In order to make that work, tho, you need to give a little background to your reader. For instance, and I know you’re going to be shocked someone doesn’t know this, but I don’t know what CBGB is. I’m assuming it’s a radio station altho it could be a nightclub. Either way, this is a wonderful book describing what the 70s were like by a woman totally involved in the rock and roll scene. Highly starred and added to my shelf. Wanttobeawriter: Who Killed the President?

Andrew Esposito wrote 369 days ago

GK, this is a rollicking good read! I'm a fan of 'down & dirty' rock 'n' rock tomes (currently re-reading 'Please kill me' McNeil/McCain, full of CBGB & Max's refs) and this has an air of innocence like a moth to a flame. The writing style is typical of the genre and is packed with star references that will keep the reader entralled. Only minor criticism is your potted history of bands and people interrupts the narrative, and although informative, I think it may be better interwoven through the story line rather than a large block of information. The whole retro renewal thing means you have struck a hot topic and I would think success is beckoning for you. Watchlisted so I can get stuck into reading it again and rated with high stars. best regards, Andrew Esposito / Killing Paradise

Lisa Scullard wrote 460 days ago

From my Amazon UK review:

This is such an amazing find for a contemporary memoir. Having set aside time to absorb it, I found I devoured the whole thing on a long train journey.

Meet young GK, a young, soft-spoken, well-brought-up girl, who wanted more than anything to study well and become an artist. But thwarted academically early on, she and her sisters (and friends, and sometimes her more insular brother) venture out of New Jersey and into Manhattan at nights, to experience the lifestyle of the arts and music set instead - and unwittingly, through becoming regulars in the Bowery scene of CBGB and bringing a touch of sober class to everyone they meet, find themselves in some of the most pivotal parts of rock history of the 70's and 80's.

From touring with The Ramones, to running from the amorous attentions of soon-to-be famous college professors and 'the short one from Hall & Oates', to giving celebrity facials and waxing Cher - GK was never a 'wannabe' but always someone with her own mind and knowledge of what was the right way to live and what was destructive, even while in the middle of it herself. And once she finds her own New York 'apartment' observing herself growing up even as others seemed unable to detach themselves. She experienced everything the heart of Manhattan had to offer - the glamour, the danger, the poverty, the privileges, the wildness, the incredible opportunities, the generosity, and the bereavements - before the artist in herself finally won her over. She finds her own true role models at last, once she acknowledges her own great need for academia.

Some of her friends succeeded - became stars of stage and screen - while others succumbed or sadly expired, and even at times when GK seemed almost lost and unlucky in her early and sometimes toxic relationships, a higher consciousness of her own always seemed to emerge to snatch her back from those jaws. No shrinking violet waiting to be swamped, but a lady I think few she encountered realised was one whose inner spark would lead her out of the dark times, and onto the path of true personal fulfilment.

Well-read, poetic, historic, and excitingly insightful in parts, this is a real account of the Manhattan scene as it should be remembered. The famous set are portrayed as real people the author knew and interacted with, as part of her own social landscape. Although in awe of some, her observations are a tonic to the pages of the trashy magazines of today. A true literary rock and roll memoir.

http://www.amazon.co.uk/Cbgb-Was-My-High-School/product-reviews/0983371113/ref=sr_1_1_cm_cr_acr_txt?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=1

Lisa Scullard wrote 563 days ago

Hey you! Just had notification from Amazon.co.uk that my paperback copy of CBGB is on the way! :)

I'm so excited, I can't wait. Want to do a review of it for my blogs as well after reading the whole thing.

All the best and hope things are going well,
Lisa xx

AudreyB wrote 578 days ago

So while I was at Eastern Washington University in tiny Cheney, Washington, living among wheat fields and reading the weekly lineup of acts at CBGB in my New Yorker magazine - the only place I knew of to find out what was going on at CBGB - you were actually AT CBGB meeting The Ramones.

Wow. Just wow.

celticwriter wrote 595 days ago

Hey you :-)
Happily rebacking.
jim
p.s. so what are you up to these days?

Neville wrote 613 days ago

CBGD Was My High School.
By G.K. Stritch.

I’ve read this book in the past…it was a good experience then and even better now with the changes you have made.
You take the reader with you as you describe a wealth of information at a time of the greatest period in musical history. Many readers will wish that they were in the same position as you at that time.
You’ve experienced a great deal and put pen to paper…done a good job, nice detail throughout.
I’m glad I looked again at your book…it made a big impression on me…loved it.
Pleased to star rate and shelve it.
Well done G.K.

Kind regards,

Neville. THE SECRETS OF THE FOREST – THE TIME ZONE.

markwoodburn wrote 723 days ago

As someone who was a fan of The Jam, the Specials and the late 70's New Wave explosion in general, I can relate to a lot of this.
Pretty funny at times and told in a nice neasy style. Starred, regards, Mark

karen 19 wrote 742 days ago

I really like what I've read so far. The Ramones are brilliant and what a great experience for a young girl.
The writing's good and I like your style. The way you describe the time puts the reader in the story. You have a good voice, in that it's all very believeable and sounds realistic. You might want to give some thought to editing
as I think this could be cleaner in parts. I have made a list of critiques that might be helpful (or not); Can you change the 2nd para so that the explanation of the Ramones is not in brackets (parenthesis) as this seems a little clumsy. / "...wasted, completely,completely trashed.." - too many completely's? / "...Jill and I did not at all know Brooklyn" - did not know Brooklyn at all? / "...and had many friends, many friends from Brooklyn" and "they were both very, very scary" - repetetive? / "The Mudd Club turned out as a bittersweet place" - turned out to be a..? / I don't think you need to explain about William Burroughs - the part in brackets anyway - the reader is told enough before we get to - (in the early 1940's.....) - and anyway, the man is surely legendary? / "and I felt shy with this group of strangers who happened to be a rock legend in the making" - who happened to be rock legends in the making?/ "I looked like Cordelia..........etc" - too many comparisons to Shakespeare characters / I don't think you need all the references to other books on the Ramones/Punk era - It's your memoir after all / Maybe you could expand a little on some of the eccentric characters you mention, just a little, as they are also very interesting, colourful types (Johnny Thunders, Syl Sylvain etc.) / and finally, Thank God you got rid of "Hey Uptight, Old Mr Normal" - love it! Hope that's not too long, and constuctive. I will let you know when I post my book and hopefully you will find the time to read it, All the best, Karen 19

celticwriter wrote 746 days ago

Placing you back on. :-)
jim

celticwriter wrote 755 days ago

Hey GK. :-) Hope you're doing well. Rebacking your terrific stuff.

blessings!
jim

EmoryWalden wrote 803 days ago

this is totally awesome! great pitch, real interesting niche here.

SusieGulick wrote 834 days ago

How totally wonderful you are, GK!! :) Thank you so very much for again backing my memoirs/testimony book :) May God richly bless you. :) Love, Susie :) p.s. I have gold ******-rated your book :) - hope you've ****** 'd mine, too. Every ****** -ing & backing more than 24 hours moves our books up authonomy's lists. :) I want to ask you if you could please keep my book on your bookshelf because, I'm #1 on the editor's desk & I don't want to lose traction & to remain in the top 5 to be chosen February 28. :) Please read my profile page: I had a mini-stroke Nov. 10 with slurred speech for an hour & numbness of tongue still & over 24 smaller ones where I couldn't speak since & I"d sure like to cross the finish line of the editor's desk after almost 1 year of trying on authonomy. :) Thank you from the bottom of my heart for helping me :) - I have lost 3 sisters to strokes & my last sister, Mary had 2 heart attacks this past year.

Software wrote 834 days ago

CBGB's - Country Blue Grass Blues. A legendary NY venue (now unfortunately closed) which spawned not only the Ramones but The Patti Smith Group,Television, Talking Heads, Richard Hell & the Voidoids, Johnny Thunders & the Heartbreakers, Blondie and a list just too long to remember.The Velvet Underground recorded a live album at Max's Kansas City and I think the New York Dolls also played there. What a great subject to build into a manuscript.

I can see you rubbing shoulders with Lou Reed, Andy Warhol, the beat poets and a whole host of other avant garde luminaries. Just the theme alone gets my vote. Very well crafted. Has that Kerouac feel of On the Road - something which I am building into a Route 66 road trip novel. Really like the way you handle the encounters and deal with the genre. Like to see more of this type of writing rather than the usual topics which flood Autonomy, contingent on the latest hot subject matters and writing styles. Keep up your individuality, avoid the pack and continue to find your own path.

Best regards

Clive Radford
One Night in Tunisia

celticwriter wrote 838 days ago

Hi you. Started re reading your work this morning. Fresh and wonderful and charming as ever. Annie Dillard comes to mind. Loving it.

Me.

celticwriter wrote 842 days ago

Nice profile pic! :-)
Thank you for re backing LONDON. Happily backing yours again. It is indeed wonderful.

jim

BillBooker wrote 847 days ago

The autobiographical memoir of a literary girl/woman, dipping in and out of High School times and after, detailing loves and acquaintances, being part of the New York punk scene, hanging with the New York Dolls, the Ramones and others - an in-depth chronicle of the times and the culture. This is a must for anyone interested in the demimonde of iconic club CBGB and the New York scene in general, told from the inside and behind the scenes, as well as providing regular check-ins with the wider world and hip media culture. All this and an intriguing autobiography of a very interesting and determined woman... So cool.
Bill Booker, Trippers.

mscynthia wrote 868 days ago

Hi GK,

What a descriptive and memorable memoir you have written. I seems to me, that you were as normal as normal could be. Your one incident with the pushing-and-shoving-fight incident seemed to mark the beginning of your high school life.

I also like how you briefly dipped into your younger years when John F. Kennedy was assassinated to give some backstory regarding your childhood friends and how all of you grew apart in high school.

Missing your chance at being voted "Most Artistic" marked the end or your high school years and in between, you had some fun times mixed in with some growing pains. This is extremely candid, as a good memoir should be. Backed.

Cynthia
Sharing Short Stories

Orlando Furioso wrote 869 days ago

Ch 6
Ach, those marijuana fumes! I seem to have a pot sized hole in my life, having missed all that completely. But it just shows that in any audience, not everyone is full on for the performer, even Mr.C. The job interview amused. Today there wld be psychological testing, and 50 online forms. This is an amusing line '...he told me about it years later as I stood in an unemployment line...' The Cher ref was hilarious 'Ringo I Love You'!
'Fame must be unpleasant', sounds pithily true. The description of how beauty is made perfect by the hand of man in the retouch studio shows exactly how vain we all are. '...wearing many different fur coast.' also shows how things are, in reality. The swipe at '...Long Island housewives.' really tickled me and I don't even know where Long Island is. Some swanky suburb full of 'do-you-know-who-I-ams'. Hmmm, sounds like Lana might make exactly the right kind of Lit Agent we need around here. Really like '...mortician and pimp...' and the rowing fantasy.Ach, I confess I have never been taken with any famous folk such as JO. And they have ignored me to date, too. I was taken with '...when he entered the room all the air went out.' and esp 'Talent has no age.' I find those four words fascinating. I confess I'm looking fwd to the Ginsburg ch now, which I will get to in the New Year...speaking of which...HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Orlando Furioso wrote 870 days ago

Ch 5
T-shirts.
'Why don't you have your own bands from your own generation? Why are you wearing that Ramones T-shirt?' These questions make me think that -- in terms of what to do with your story -- there may be something in those questions. Why indeed!?! Because the Rs are not to be repeated. They are part of the ORIGINAL newness of it all. Maybe there is only so much that can be done with three guitars and a set of drums and it's been done. Not that I believe that, but until new genius shows up, which is very rare, people are left with what's been done. You rubbed up close to IT in the club when you first met M who is part of the T-shirt icon statement thing. The Rs were not like the Stones, who were great, became massive, and then a money machine, and are now a freak show parody of themselves, The Rs were not Led Zep who became massive, and then bigger ... but then had the decency to implode and stop. The Rs were sort of untainted by commercial success. All the kids seem to have now are the ersatz X-factor creations or nasty rap from the dysfunction side of life. Extremes. Maybe the Rs are cool but safe in some way. They were untainted by success...as are you. They were true to something or other. Not manufactured. OK they wanted it all I am sure.
I begin to think you might re-slant the story slightly to tap into this T-shirt angle. ... maybe edit the story as if you are telling it to a class of 18 year olds for whom it is actually rock history. The answer I instinctively feel is in that T-shirt and not so much the club. The kids prob don't know about the club. But the do know that T-shirt. To sell your story, go T-shirt route and not club route perhaps?

Orlando Furioso wrote 870 days ago

Ch 5
The notion of screaming so loud the zoo animals quake is marvellous, though sad of course, too. The beatnik lady wld understand about the Music Dragon, methinks. Some of your best dabs are when things focus into one pithy sentence and here is one 'My heart was a fool's heart.' and then this about the criminal lawyer: ' His hostile teasing was the extent of the dullard's creativity.' Sadly, the criminal lawyer types rule the world and most of the artistic types get trampled by them.
The rest of the chapter has a sense of anti-climax to it as you decompress from your youth. Really like the wryness of '...on good stationery...' and the dreams were astonishingly life like.

Orlando Furioso wrote 870 days ago

Ch 5
This is a big chapter and in some ways marks a natural end to the story when your link with the Rs comes to an end. Though of course I have not read to the end yet. The opening two lines are great. You were in a super cool venue, up close and personal with a little bit of the rock and rock dragon, each scale of which is a band. Your rare experience of being out of it, is touching. The experience is almost the modern equivalent of a damsel in her tower in some odd way. And being modern, dangerous of course.
'Oh boy, oh boy, how verry ridiculous I was.' is telling, for isn't the whole of life a little like that? We think we are cool, but... Of course the intelligent ones see through the sham. The daft ones keep thinking themselves cool and buying into the dream.
A stand out graph is the description of the two girlfriend. 'That look was neglect.' Ach, to be a bohemian! This line was like an atom of rock history 'We went to Music Row...to buy drumsticks...a girl and a guy out, friends, doing a simple chore.'
This is vivid and downright sad for a number or reasons ... and I can SEE it ... '...in the early morning with the bright sun shining on the still closed lofts and warehouses of downtown. We emerged: I in my evening out clothes, marc in a stupor.'
... ninety-six pounds...
The van is a key character in the drama of every band (pre X-factor-naff when they don't need vans of course). There cld almost be a book about rock group vans...imagine how valuable a collection of say 20 rock band legend vans wld be...and the stories attached to them...and of course people wld kill just to be close to the DNA still in the vans form their hero gods of rock. I like this dab ... 'things in the van were organised, legal, and businesslike. (unlike the relations of some of the human passengers but then,,,) It was, after all, a money-making enterprise. ........................... In a way it is more than that. Reading about the backstage frictions made me think that the Music Dragon is the real boss. The business guys get the dough. The band members have their girlfriends and groupies and drugs etc. But the band members are not their own men. They serve the Music Dragon. It is the MD who is the real power in all this and the MD exists because of the audience is also a single entity, thought the individual members of the audience may not realise this. It is the Music Dragon and its lover The Audiece that we serve. We lose our identity in this process. The band members become odd for various reasons, many die. They become living gods, confused peacocks. And there are you in the midst of it all! You have a foot in both camps. This passage seems to capture the ways of the MD and its Audience lover: 'They feared physical harm. Many of those kids seemed lost and in search of something, a place to belong, and their appearance was disconcerting.' The MD is the god, the band are its priests. And when you witness a mosh pit in full mosh mode you are witnessing the MD's lover having its climax. These powers are astonishing. And there you are trying to be a normal girl boy in the midst of it. 'Will he call? Won't he call?' He does not even know himself of course as he serves the Music Dragon and the MD is fickle.
Spector was well drawn. 'He possessed a jukebox with just his hits.' Ach, the brilliant arrogance of the monster. Well at least we know how he ended up for Mr. PS, convicted murderer. 'No one laughed, not even Girlfriend...' The power to be found betwix the Music Dragon and its Audience lover is corrupting for those who tap into it. 'It was more fun to say I was there than to actually be there.' sums up much of routine of it. It's great to go to a gig now and then, but to be in that life day in day out must be ... draining for most mortals. '...almost always the air was tense...' Ach, the creative tension! Getting it right is sooooooooo hard. And then they never really know how they did it or why it worked or if they can do it again. Ach!
I love this graph about the delightful Vera: 'The expensively-scented, alabaster-skinned, manicured, coiffered, immaculately-groomed Vera ...' Beautiful graph.
Ach the porn mags show you being disappointed by yet another not so god like mere mortal man. This made me smile though 'my happiness delfated when Marc said I looked like Cher.' as did this 'Joey the Roadie vs Joey the Ramone' (more)

Orlando Furioso wrote 871 days ago

Ch 4
Really like ...
-- a big black pompadour and a gift for socialising
-- he had a clear focused criminal mind
The ticker tape parade graph is a delightful recollection, and one thousands of NYers will still recall. Was that America's happiest moment?
And this makes me envious ... It felt good to be young and aliveand on otp of the world on a rooftop on the island of Mahhatten surrounded by friends mellow with drink and the beautiful day. BLISS!
-- this graph reminds me of this place and the whold publishing sham in some ways: ...everyone trying to outdo each other, and therefore, all looking and acting the same, wary of the posturing and posing...
-- Sophisticated Ronnie *bows* poor ol' Danny boy!
-- this Gatsbyesque 'Daniel scoffed at the famous, and Andrew slept with them.'
-- maybe this is at the core of it all: '...and the music and dancing brought us joy and a way to cebebrate our youth.'
-- The last graph of this ch about D shows how it is, how youth is sooooo transitory. Your youth seems very well spent.

Cindy Haversham wrote 877 days ago

Orlando suggested I give your story a read. And find out more about an era of real rather than X-factor music.

Orlando Furioso wrote 883 days ago

Ch 3
We all know that feeling of wanting to being of 'the inner sphere.' And most women will relate to finding the right clothes and the hair experiment ... and the 'told you so' mom.
This is a great line, 'Our feet were lightly covered in European lleatherr, and our young, romantic hearts were encased in Manhattan bedrock.' It is great that you enjoyed winning attention. And the pearl incident is most amusing. It is no surprise you turned heads. And who wld not want to be a paid up member of 'we mystified our adoring public all the more' club?
'We tiptoed our dainty shoes' and 'Watermellon' portray a witty outlook, whatever the circumstances, as does, 'No Red...Get lost, Red.' Ach, the notion of him shooting up under the table is not good. I wonder if he's still alive? 'LIke summer light, we drew insects.' Dave outside Max's had me reaching for my iPod for a blast of Foreigner 'Juke Box Hero' ... but my battery was flat. Sigh. Ach, I am glad you two survived the slap. Yes, creative folk are often 'frightening and weird.' The Andy-Vincent comparison is telling. That quality to turn talent into money is itself quite a talent. The Cream Puffs made me smile. Yes, I wld have clocked you as you passed. The Patti Smithe graph makes me think I really must listen to 'Horses', esp as PS is a poet. I wld be listening for the poetry.
The graph about the Ramones is brilliant. I love that graph. That graph seems to be what it's all about. There is the girly stuff about turning heads etc. But it that hit of something truely vigorous, new and exciting that we all crave and can understand. Any band any where any time wld love to have a graph like that written about them. The rest of us can only dream about being in the band, in the inner sphere. But, three decades on, maybe your focusing of the spotlight from the stage and onto the audience does put you and all the other members of those audiences right in the inner sphere, because without you and all those other audience members, your Johnney Thunders, Patti Smiths and Ramones wld never have been anything. So the audience was and is part of it all, because without someone to have 'the soles blown off their feet' that 'wall of high voltage electicity' is ... meaningless. Each member of the audience is in some small way a part of the act, the band.
Will be back for more in a few days. Got to get Christmas sorted this weekend.

J.S.Watts wrote 884 days ago

I like the analogy of the rose which begins and ends the first chapter.

The prose is smooth and flowing: it feels both confident and professional.

For all its obvious merits, I didn't engage with the book as fully as some of your other readers have done. That probably says more about me than the book, but I have thought about why I didn't "feel the love". The obvious possibility is the Atlantic divide. I was also at school in the seventies, but my experiences in a U.K. school were very different from your own, so I lack the recognition factor that others seem to have. It is also probably for this reason that, as well written as the first chapter was, I found myself wondering what the hook for the piece was; what makes your childhood special that I should want to read about it. I know from the pitch that the "special" comes later, but chapter 1 is long and I found myself lacking motivation to read on. Had you thought about opening the book with something a bit more dramatic to hook your readers in and then flash back to your childhood?

These are some thoughts which you may want to ignore. As I said, they possibly say more about me than the book which is, despite my negativities, is a smooth read.

J.S.Watts
A DARKER MOON

Orlando Furioso wrote 884 days ago

Ch 2
This is charming. '...a good girl posing as something else...' Maybe you were secretly there to act as our correspondent, or witness even, decades on, living it for us. Like this dab '...if I lost my mind, my parents wld be furious.' Love this dab '...all skin, bones and angles.' And this ''Then spoke the Thunder.'
Many of your memories will also be recongisable to others. It wld be amazing to someone who was with you reading about say '...booths and games, such as the metal arm in a glass box that pickes up and drops trinkets.' Even I can see that and like a memory jog and I wasn't there.
Ach, the memory of this night of dancing with the queens is sweet: 'Tired, but happy...I got on the bus and went home.' I wonder if all those European smokers are still with us? It wld be great it some of the people you met along the way cld read this and think 'Hell, that's me! I remember her!'
Footius, is hilarious, esp alfter all those references to impossible 4 inch heels. Hurrah for Europe!

Orlando Furioso wrote 884 days ago

C2
There are some wonderfully vivid pen pics to enjoy here. Can see 'The front man -- he was really just a weird skinny kid...jerks and growls and snarls befitting the actions and noises of a tortured inmate from some wretched aslyum.'
Boys ... say ten to one, probably more, I was too busy to count... the skid row of all skid rows...Jill and me, smack (!) in the middle of it.' The naked guy 'He didn't appear dangerous, just hot...' shows a certain humanity in the reality of it and in the writing. Though of course he was probably insane.
James mom clearly was saying 'Hands off my son!' Though having said that the Puppy's ice-cream gaff suggests food meaness might be in their genes.
The tent in the apartment and the 'retriever surrounded by fast alley cats' are just lovely little dabs.
As a led zep lover I sort of went ouch but no worries! I have never (knowingly) listened to the NY Dolls so I now will. Never too late right? The graph about the '...hugely influential but commercially unsuccessful' Dolls is one of the best. I love 'uraban and raw and saucy.' O to be URS! The 'sharp-eyed club gargoyle' is alive.
This wording is delicious indeed, full of life as it should be (post mind stalker) '... a piece of big city danger and noise and young sexual energy and angst and fulfilment and stimuli and endless youthful promises of adventure and life...' It just feels damn great to read that. Even an old geezer can sigh and think 'Yep, that was me!' even if it wasn't! (more)

Orlando Furioso wrote 884 days ago

Normally the retrospectives are seen through the eyes of Bowie or Iggy, so it is a treat to see things through the eyes of someone in the audience for whom those magical musical moments were and still are a core part of their life. The personal perspective keeps alive the moments in a way that official histories and biographies can't always do because we see them from within the writer. We can also re-see them or see them for the first time, and because you have a great memory and write in a distinctive and fresh way the moments come over with great vividity. You are also a patient and gentle observer of what was going on around you. And because you did not get into drugs you are alive to tell the story and you can actually remember it strongly. It is as if you were an island of calm in the midst of the wildness. Enjoying it all but not being damaged or destroyed by it as so many were.

Orlando Furioso wrote 885 days ago

The label says: DARK 70% ... GREEN & BLACKS (ORGANIC) ... Dark Chocolate made with the finest Trinitario cocoa beans for an intense taste 70% Cocoa 100g ....................... I got the bar to sit by my side as I work at home, slyly also reading your Ch2. I was going to save the dark until after lunch, but reading your 'I was the Johnny Thunders of chocolate...' graph is proving too much. Exchuse me while I ...

I just thought you should know.

Steve Merrill wrote 888 days ago

I backed this book awhile ago under the old system and have put it back on my shelf because I feel it is an interesting, well written account of an important time and place in rock history. Beyond the references to famous rockers and places, the most best part of the book is the author's personal story. I found myself wishing the early high school experiences summed up in the first chapter were fleshed out a bit more, though I realize there is a lot of ground to cover here and the focus is on the New York rock scene.

Lenore wrote 898 days ago

CBGB
You were 6 and I was in graduate school when Kennedy died. I grew up in western NY south of Buffalo and you, in Jersey. Still, despite the age difference, there is something inherently similar among NY'ers and Jersey people - I've always proudly claimed it as attitude and it was humorous and empathetic to hear your passion about the ills of high school and those who saw fit not to support you in your hour of need. I loved your opening sentence and really draws readers into hearing how your life blossoms. You also have a magnificent recall not only of facts that are so imprinted on your soul but of the emotion you felt at the time, allowing readers to really see a teenager's opinion on things. I'll back as soon as I can reach my shelf :)
Lenore
Surviving the Seaweed

celticwriter wrote 901 days ago

Yikes! Can't re back your book. System won't let me. Will try on another computer, or will re back come December.

j

celticwriter wrote 901 days ago

Hi GK! :-) Thank you for re backing London. Re backing yours, right now.
Blessings! Hope you're doing well.

jim

klouholmes wrote 901 days ago

Hi GK, I thoroughly enjoyed Chapter 7 this time. I can't think of any crits because you wind you story so well, bringing in an associated character when Andrew might become tedious and keeping up the humor about him. I liked the unusual thoughts cropping up, that Andrew's cats didn't like him, and the incidents with the rock star people. I didn't have to go back once to remind myself of the new characters presented. If anything, the childhood Beatles recollections had a few sentences that might be typical but then they work for reader identification when the other material is unusual for most readers. Strong and punchy writing! Shelved - Katherine (The Swan Bonnet)

fh wrote 915 days ago

CBGB was MY HIGH SCHOOL
This is a fun read and brings back certain memories. School teachers and their atrocious clothes and long hair, which they thought were all trendy. This is a clever mix of old gossip and a recollection of memories. You capture the time well and your desciptions are excellent - lots were brought back to me.
Very effective. Well done. WListed.
Faith
THE ASSASSINS VILLAGE

lavery51 wrote 924 days ago

Hi CK i am once again backing your very worthy book.. Looking into a world of the rich and famous is a greatt technique of revealing truths and the innocence of youth. IF you should ave the inclination, please back and review You , thanks and good luck to you, Lynne

meemers wrote 926 days ago

I was hooked from the first line and no disappointment prevailed. You have a flair for colorful characters and descriptions of the surroundings. I could sit and listen to this as well as reading it. A graceful transportation through time. Well done. Backed.

all the best
Sue
Fate's Chastening

lolliemay wrote 931 days ago

Well-written memoir; (though I think the nun's hair 'peeks' rather than 'peaks' towards the edn. And what a memory youu have! There is so much in it, so many incidents, some of which I'm sure you could use as a base for stories. I'll back it. Well done! Ena May.

whostercogburn wrote 935 days ago

Very happy to back your book GK. Some things were universal in the old days - and the science teacher with hair down to the shoulders is a classic! I was a big fan of The Ramones and Patti Smith during my adolescents, two of the very best US contributions to the punk and new wave scene. I'd like to read more of this when time becomes available - as I'd like to catch up with Pete the dog and all the other wonderful characters!

Thanks for your kind words regarding 'Wilberforce.' I deliberately set out to attempt a 'quirky English' feel to the novel, which I hoped would give it a novelty appeal to people from the other side of the pond. Very best of luck with this!

Orlando Furioso wrote 937 days ago

I like 'Charles de Gaule nose' and 'dark eyes darker mind'. Also 'the attention wld escalate into a strangling choke', though this is less than happy. You had my attention with the mention of the rock concerts. i imagine you as one of those sweet innocent faces we see in pictures of those great gigs from the golden age 'when rock was young.' At the end of the first chapter you had me thinking that you had more than your fair share of bad luck, but had persevered through it all. As you say 'I was sorry for the whold bleak experience and angry at my own stupidity.' Is this the fate of artists in this harsh and pushy world where the dark minded take what they want? This world of creators and destroyers. BACKED with pleasure. *bows*

Orlando Furioso wrote 937 days ago

Ach, I did start reading again and was even more incensed to discover that you were suspended. But then that was America at a difficult moment I suppose. From what I gather the public school system is still a war zone to this day. But that is an outsiders view.

Orlando Furioso wrote 937 days ago

'You shouldn't have touched her'. Ach, methinks you should have aimed a strong punch to her upper lip, just below the nose. But at least you pushed her back. Of course now she wld be armed. But we can't allow ourselves to be pushed around in such a way. Ach, i'll calm down and start reading again.

Balepy wrote 940 days ago

Hello GK CBGB reads smoothly and evokes a vivid lifestyle - backed and keep writing - you do it so competently. Balepy (Freckles the Fawn)