Chris Stein - Singer Debbie Harry And Music Critic Lester Bangs At Coney Island, NYC, 1977.
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Chris Stein - Singer Debbie Harry And Music Critic Lester Bangs At Coney Island, NYC, 1977.

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Jessie Blue of the Slander Band, Lester Bangs, Frankie the Shark Woman and some innocent bystanders, Coney Island 1976
Photo: Chris Stein
Glam rock
A subgenre of platform boots and higher realms
So often I have seen people describe glam rock as style over substance.
Full of platform boots bought from trendy boutiques and nonsense words, a sort of sugary lemon mixer without any whiskey if you will, yet let me try and disregard this completely,.
in the 70s faced with a decade of military tyranny, political unrest and a general greyish hue Individuals such as David Bowie, and Marc Bolan saw fit too create a otherworldly sound, or more so a world of larger then life creatures, and outrageous poetry all smothered in hairspray, whilst some were skeptical others saw themselves in major tom and we’re desperate to consume more electrical hysteria leading to the boom of the glam rock movement!
Morrissey // Lester Bangs – Make-up is a Lie (2026)
Sorry for shamelessly stealing this pic from the post I've just reblogged from Contra, but whenever I see thee mighty Miriam Linna I can't help thinking of that overrated slack-assed twat Lester Bangs and my blood boils. So:
Pre-Nick Knox Cramps with Miriam Linna
and Lester Wanks can eternally fuck off in his vomit grave. You were such a pussy you did cough syrup because you couldn't handle real drugs, Lassie.
Fuck Creem magazine cabrones, ¡que viva Norton Records¡
Context: http://thehoundblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/lester-bangs.html :
"His best piece for the Voice was about Otis Rush's Cobra sides which had just been re-issued by Flyright. The worst was a big story about racism in punk rock, of which there was very little. One of those he accused of being a racist was Miriam Linna (because of a photo I ran in New Order of Miriam and a pal in front of some weird Nazi headquarters. It was obvious the photo was a goof, like trying to get close enough to a bear without getting bit by it). In reality, Lester was pissed at Miriam because Kicks mag (which she and Billy edited, still the greatest fanzine of all time) had rejected an article he wrote about No Wave. No way in hell is Miriam any sort of racist and Lester knew it (if you don't believe me ask Andre Williams, Rudy Ray Moore, the Mighty Hannibal, or any of the other black artists she's helped over the years). Lester later confessed to me that he thought it was the worst article he ever wrote and regretted the whole thing, but since the piece not only ran on the cover of the Voice (which everyone read back then), it was reprinted in Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung and Miriam's had to live with this accusation for all these years. He also accused Punk's Legs McNeil and John Holmstron of racism because at a party at Lester's place they didn't like the Otis Redding record he was playing (one of them referred to it as "disco shit"). I know them both, again, I've never heard a racist murmur from either. Keep in mind, Lester was known for throwing around what is today called "the N word". The most famous photo of Lester is Kate Simon's portrait of him wearing a shirt that read: "Last Of The White Niggers". I saw the way black people looked at him when he wore that shirt, and I'm amazed he wasn't murdered. If I was black, I'd have thrown him a beating. I was at the party in question and one thing Lester left out was when Lester tried to get James Wolcott to get up and dance. Wolcott sniffed his nose at the turntable and quipped, "I don't like black music". That doesn't make him a racist, but the way he said it left little doubt in my mind that he thought it was the sound of a lower breed of human. But Lester was a bit of a coward in that way, he'd have never attacked James Wolcott, who could have torn Lester a new asshole in the press, so he picked on Miriam, who had no way of fighting back, even though she was innocent of Lester's ridiculous charge."

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Interesting little snippet from Creem, August 1976. Paul got a caricature on the cover of this one. We talk a lot these days about Paul’s PR strategies, almost as if the casual Beatles fan is just now realizing how carefully cultivated the image is, but it was being clocked in the ‘70s too.
Typos are because Creem’s archives are maintained digitally from print so the content is probably scanned in.
From the always-snarky but often correct Lester Bangs:
Lester Bangs, December 14, 1948 – April 30, 1982.
1975 photo by Charlie Auringer.