NIAGARA: DETROIT ROCK ROYALTY ON MUSIC, ART, & RON ASHETON! - The True Story of Niagara, Destroy All Monsters & the Desecration of Detroit
Listening to One Prayer One Sin erupts symbiotic visual reels of 70's city's streets and Travis Bickle wearing a bloody smile. Watching singer Johnny Scuotto flail his arms around hysterically while taunting the audience with a devilish grin pronounced by bare brows as he shouts and jerks around- can only properly be described as a "psychopathic Ian Curtis" dance. OPOS is a dynamic combination of the Birthday Party, the Pop Group, Brian Eno, and a distinct influence from Iggy Pop's albums of 1977, The Idiot and Lust For Life.
By James Marshall - - After nearly twenty years of being Please Kill Me’s bad guy, James Williamson finally wants to clear the air. I talked to him on the eve of the release of his first solo album Re/Licked.
By Howie Pyro - The Cramps, punk rock band you say? The originators of Psychobilly you say? - Kinda, sorta, but nah. The Cramps are purveyors of a plethora of pornographic punk pulchritude that, all rolled together, seems to have formed its own lifestyle that includes clothing, hair, glasses, shoes, cars, films, restaurants, books, and music– all referenced in not-so-secret messages in their songs
By Todd McGovern - No one epitomized the melding of music and art that took place in downtown Manhattan of the 1970s and early 1980s more than John Lurie. He didn’t so much burst onto the scene as help create the scene itself. To this day, John Lurie escapes categorization – Lurie is a self-taught musician, painter, actor, director and storyteller.
From the PKM Archive - This is Part 2 of one of the first interviews I did with Legs for Please Kill Me and I was really nervous. Debbie Harry! We met at the Moonstruck Diner in Chelsea. She couldn’t have been more gracious. And smart. And funny. - Gillian
by Todd McGovern - Power and high-energy are two of the more accurate descriptors of Radio Birdman and the music of Tek’s childhood in Ann Arbor, Michigan. “It was an amazing place to grow up. Talk about being spoiled! It’s 1968 – 1969, you know. I’m only sixteen-years-old and I can’t go to bars, but I could see all this great music in the parks. Free concerts every Sunday afternoon in the summer with great local bands like the MC5 and the Stooges.
by Amy Haben - Sometimes I can't listen to Jonathan Fire*Eater, because the sound is so gorgeous that I feel like my heart is going to explode. I can honestly say that this band is magical. Jonathan Fire*Eater was a huge success in New York City in the 90's as well as having a buzz around the globe. Everyone thought they would be hugely famous, (which they should've been)–especially if you were to judge by each member's talent.
Interview By Amy Haben - Funny thing is, when I was a teenager, I used to rip out these great color photos of The Sex Pistols from a large photo book in-between the shelves of the library and take them home to hang on my wall. Twenty years later, I'm sitting down with the creator of those shots. Bob is seriously one of the coolest guys I know.
A Conversation with Documentary Filmmaker Sam Green - by Todd McGovern - Who can forget those stories? Roy Sullivan was a park ranger in Shenandoah National Park in Virginia. In his 35 years on the job, he was struck by lighting seven times, surviving them all. Known as the “Human Lightning Rod,” he died in 1983 from a self-inflicted gunshot wound. The reason? Unrequited love.
by Lisa Janssen - Every once in a while my father would talk about his favorite movie Two-Lane Blacktop. As he spoke of it his gaze would drift to a place far off from the dinner table. He would describe the white line going up the middle of the highway, how it filled the screen of the drive-in theatre he had seen it in. “These two guys just drive,” he said. “That’s all they do.”