Taking On New York Page 17
Bud once again is making a deal with the devil, so to speak, to get the group’s first album recorded. Jeff, as you will find out, is not alone with his dissatisfaction with Bud’s decision, but I’m getting ahead of myself. Now, Plan 9 has to shift gears and make a disco album. You are now beginning to see why their debut album was voted one of the worst albums of the 1970s. The story is about to expand beyond recording the album and venture into the pop culture world of rock ‘n’ roll in New York city in 1977, plus a major historical event will soon enter into the mix as well!
Now that’s a teaser of monumental proportions!
I readily admit that my musical tastes run heavily into mainstream-commercial groups and albums. I do have some odds and ends here and there in my collection, but they’re the exception not the norm. So I had to Google “songs about the music business” to discover this little gem from 1977. I am obviously aware of The Clash, but never ventured to buy any of their albums. When I read about today’s song, I thought it fit perfectly into today’s comic and the story overall as the group will never have “Complete Control” of their music.
And it was the best album ever…
Precise in it’s roundness and flatness, not a warp or ripple
All the grooves cut to the exact same depth
Each track the same length to the millisecond…
Even the hole was so round and centered there was nary a wobble
The label was a craftsman’s showpiece, smoother than smooth
Perfection incarnate…
Except for the annoying noise it made when played with the speakers hooked up.
Well, there was always a *chance*…
Interesting you have the Clash my school had pretentious punks who had The Clash stickers on their clothes. I do like rock the Casbah the rabbi and sheik riding in a Cadillac though Texas video. Sometimes I wonder that Alt right Ben and I twenty years ago would get along better if we listen and danced to the song like rabbi and sheik. I even have the album Combat Rock but then Moscow by Ramstein seems more appropriate. But I doubt If Ben could sing well enough in German to do Ramstein. But I’d make a great bake up singer I could dress as the sexy back up singers. Think if rock and roll music was born decadent Weimar Germany maybe I’ll go for Mein land or the late who died of X ray poisoning while pregnant Jenna Frisk Malinki “Malinki Malinki my whinky whinky my little man.” I was not a successful drag queen close to garage band rock and roll I was fail to suit cliquish drag queens. As they tended to Dolly Parton and toilet humor but their was always the hedonism. Too bad Tennessee has hypocritical party pooping governor he did drag himself and Dolly Parton is greatest drag queen in the world. Wonder if North Carolina has sucky governor who poos on parties if they impose a anti drag I’d leave and let Rupal deal with it since Divine is long dead. To quote Devine to the governor of Tennessee “You think you’re a man but you’re a boy. You think you’re a man but you’re a toy. You think you’re a man but you be woman enough to satisfy me.” Obviously it lacks the impact since Rupal like Jazz Morgan (Now lives in Toronto and is over 6 feet tall big) towers over me and Devine like miss Trudy is at least three times my size. Plus being majorette size instead of rusher size it’s just as well I don’t have a pair of whatever. As for Victoria Jackson of Saturday night live who insulted queer people. She played a femme lesbian on one of the episodes in the TV unhappily ever after. What a hypocrite and they wonder why I liked the crazy crabby wife of the main character instead of Victoria. She even wore coveralls looks pretty butch wonder if she has hair on her chest won’t get into it. Bud is making the best of it maybe they can pull disco off doubt but they have to earn some money in order to return and unemployment is a hard sentence in a recession. Getting a job is not easy Jeff is rich so he seems to have more pride than sense.