My parents just basically let me and my brother run wild.

We had to clean the fish, though.

It was disgusting.

Other kids would come by as we did this on the beach and make fun of us.

My brother gutted and I scaled.

My father made us these spears, so we could get more fish.

My brother dropped some fish off the boat.

My father picked him up and tossed him in the ocean to get it.

My dad was a trip.

I'd been dunked a couple times myself.

My dad was always inventive as to how to get us to get even more food.

We soon learned the art of Abalone diving.

If we were sailing far, for some reason the whole family would take a nap, leaving me to steer the boat.

I don't know why they did this.

Very trippy feeling to look around and just a horizon of water 360 degrees.

Alone.

Very Quiet.

You and this stick you gotta point at a wobbly black piece of glass with a floating dial in it.

Flying fish are real, yo!

Dolphins would jump over our boat and my dad would get pissed and tell us to stop feeding them that he was afraid they would fuck up the boat or some shit.

Yet, he tried to catch a Marlin once.

They were magnificent creatures.

They would haul them up at the end of the pier.

I've never seen colors like that before, the way the sun glinted off their magnificent scales.

The majesty of their daring long pointy snouts. Giant gold eyes.

The fin. The perfect mixture and blending of blue and purple...

The pink yawning mouth.

I remember white gleaming pointy chompers in an eerie smile.

I musta caught some of my dad's entrepeneurial skills, as I quickly spotted opportunity on this pier.

Yeah, other kids were diving for quarters.

I remember doing this too.

I quickly formed a gang.

These kids had a house on the island.

And a wagon.

We'd wait for the big white boat to pull in.

We'd offer to take the tourists luggage to their hotel for like, I really don't remember how much...

We also would sell the shells from our abalone dives.

Joke was on them, 'cause the hotel was at the end of the pier.

There was this movie theater slash ice cream parlor slash hotel.

The way the building was constructed, there was some sort of courtyard where they set up seating for us kids and showed Our Gang pictures against one of the walls.

Other kids staying in the hotel would lower down sodas to us on string.

Jelly fish.

Very trippy.

We'd fish and run into schools of bonito, and we'd haul in fish after fish after fish.

My dad would curse at every fish, slam it into a bucket and quickly throw a seat cushion on it.

He'd point at one of us, then point at the bucket.

Me and my brother took turns sitting on the bucket till the fish was dead.

He'd at least always give us warning that the fucking things had teeth.

They did too. They were scary AF.

And, yes they would pop out the bucket, despite all these precautions.

I was scared AF of the teeth.

Check out those chompers!

Eventually, he would scream "There is too much blood on the goddamn boat!" and fishing time was over.

We got this other kinda fish in the school sometimes.

We had to save the heads for Gramma.

Gramma spooked me the fuck out.

I did like skin diving and spear fishing.

I was not far off from our boat, and looked down.

There was a massive stingray right under me crusing the ocean floor.

He was three times my size.

He followed me.

Besides petting garibaldi...

...I had two animal friends.

A wild dog, his name was just dog, and a wild pig named Max.

We had this discarded football and I would throw it in the surf, and we would chase each other for it.

Tourists would take pictures.

Max was black and white, and the hippies would get him drunk sometimes, and he would stagger back to the woods, or wherever he lived.

I hung out with the hippies one time.

They were doing a seance and holding hands in a circle.

They didn't have a candle, so they were using a lit cigarette in the middle of the circle.

I musta got a contact high, 'cause when my brother came to pick me up in the dingy, I kept falling outta the boat, laughing hysterically.

It was during red tide.

I remember being hynotized by the glowing as I treaded water looking at it in wonder.
Magical.

I got a guitar for my eighth birthday.

I used to sit in the windows of this walkway and play.

It was mostly Kumbaya, Jet Plane, This Land is Your Land This Land is My Land and If I Had a Hammer.

I think I got those from the hippies.

I actually found a picture of it, will try to remember to put it up.

My dad, gotta hand it to him, was always scoping out an angle.

Now, Benny Goodman lived on a big boat there.

My dad puts me and the guitar in the dingy and heads over there.

I told you. My dad was a trip.

So, yeah, I jammed with Benny Goodman and his wife played piano there on his boat.

I found Eldonz wig.

Well, it waz mine.

Montana Davez gf Gidjet gave it ta me fer some reason.

Another chick I knew from Hi Skool.

Somehow he gotta hold of it and use ta uze it az a disguyz 👺 ta try and get in ta see my band at Gaslight which waz kinda connected ta the Ivar Theater 👯 where he ran the lites 🔦 or somethin.

It makes itz appearence at 4:00 minutes in.

I had gone hunting 🔎 fer it a while back and couldn't find it.

It use ta be plantinum blonde but it kinda loox green now so I did find it but didn't know it 😮.

I guess it got thrown around a bit.

I'll take a picture 📷of it. tk

I member sittin on this bench in the foyay of Zero one nite playin' my acoustic guitar 🎸 (You kin kinda see it under the table).

Jimmy was on one side a me Duce was on the other and Jimmy said ta me, "You play too punk rock." 🧷 and Duce said ta me, "You play too country." 🤠

He took me with him to a KXLU interview 🎧 🎤.

I wrote all about it in my journal 📓.

I'll dig it up.

Someone sent ✉ me a cassette a long time ago of it.

Again, I'll have ta go treasure hunting ta find it. tk

He waz a good fren and I got him on this show 📺.

I thought it would be funny 😆.

I'm on part 2 a this.

INLAND EMPIRE

SAN BERNARDINO

Here I am at the US Festival in San Bernardino.

The Ramones played, but we got there late az there waz a lotta traffic.

Slept in the hatch of a brown Pinto.

When The Grateful Dead played, allota people were tripping on acid.

There's one more photo ta this series I found...stay tuned!

Future Doby here 7/10/23 I know I wrote a story about this that explains everything.

Why it's not in the book, I have no idea.

Mebe I only published in L.A.

Does not sound reasonable. Hmmm.

Yup, I went ta Vegas with my roommate from Sweetzer.

It waz a weird trip, she set me up with some dude that waz a total weirdo.

I just stayed in the room avoiding the whole situation.

I liked the bath 🛀 and languished about in there.

Check out my tough girl motorcycle 🏍 crash scar.

Here iz the second 📷 a four er five more a me in the bathtub 🛀 🙄.

Using my newly found Nancy Drew skillz 🔎 I deduced this iz at The MGM Grand 🏨 in Las Vegas 🏜.

The ashtray waz my best clue 🚬.

You can see the Spyder ring 🕷 💍 Jimmy gave me on the side a the tub 🛁 in these first two shotz 📷 📷.

I took it off 🖐 so it wouldn't drown 🌊 🤿.

Awrite number 3 in this seriez.

Seemz the soap bar in the corner a the tub confirmz itz the MGM Grand.

Two more ta go!

Herez a smaller version.

Worked really hard on these.

I love ♥ ta see them come ta life 🌼.

Dunked my awesome doo.

The Spyder ring 🕷 💍 iz in this one too.

Herez a larger version.

This iz wot I looked like before I got in the tub.

I think we'd all been out ta dinner 🍽 er somethin.

Made good use a that boa.

My cigarette 🚬 iz backwardz 🤪.

I hope I didn't lite it like that. 😝

SOHO

A Very Cold Day

I use ta go and try ta find some peace in the 6B Garden 😒 🥀.

Threw up my hands and decided to go the build a band route.

There's a flyer for this I am workin' on ;)

We played at CBGBz also.

Therez a flyer fer that.

Here iz a song you can hear of what it kinda sounded like.

I could never find any good musicians in NYC except for Mike Mok.

Don't remember wot happened to him, he musta gone into the ether.

Remembering something about a jealous girlfriend.

She took some good photos of us anyway, I'll put up.

I had this sweet girl on guitar and one robot 🤖 on drumz 🥁.

She left in terror at the rehersal studio I had constructed in my basement, freaking out when I said, "Hold on," and paused to photograph a plump rat I discovered I had successfully murdered with the cheese and borax oerdurve I made for him.

Of course, on the other side of the brick basement wall, Joey was recording his solo album.

During a beer run, just had to run into Daniel Rey (groan), who gave me his typical arrogant look and comment, "What are YOU doing here?"

"I fucking live here, dude."

He walked away shaking his head in dismissal, mockingly muttering "Dude."

This happened every time I said Dude to anyone, so can't fault him on that one.

I forgot I played this club, used to drink there a lot with Nick I think bbbllluuurrr.

Our/My last gig was at CBGBs with this line up.
My friend from MNN Dayshawn filmed it.

Hopefully it stays lost forever.

I think Hilly's dog was the only attendee.

No clear recollection of this event.

I blasted home soon after this.

People stopped saying "Why don't u go back to California!" and started saying, "But, you're such a New YAWKer."

I must say it was the right move.

(Spoiler Alert: My City Was Gone)

There wasn't much ta do by 2002.

I was mostly DJing 🎧, doin' live Public Access 📺, workin' at Bob's and photography.

This gig was so fucked up.

I got there and they claimed the DJ equipment didn't work, and ignored me.

They were so arrogant.

Someone got it working.

When I went to get paid, I was told the "Garageland" grifter had left me a $10 bill.

I lost my shit and told them I would go to Brooklyn to get the rest of my $ and he wasn't gonna like it.

Dick Maniblowjob got on the horn and let the guy know it wasn't a good idea to fuck with me, and the bitch came back and I got the rest of my money.

As far as I was concerned, when Joey died, so did rock 'n' roll, and these people were just surviving on the fumes of their fake notoriety, backed up with junkie idolatry and no skill or talent.

Dick was afraid of me.

I kept clicking my heels trying to get home.

As I said before: Spoiler alert: My city was gone.

There's a lot more of these.

I'll put them up soon...

I played there A LOT.

It was a great place!

One of my favorites!

I loved playing pool there, and ringing up The Hives on the jukebox!

Ween too!

I got that shirt the singer is wearing in brown

I think they had it fer sale at the Spiral

Here's another version of it.

YT won't let me embed it - its age restricted. 😆

There were occasional festivalz on Houston by my house.

Here I am enjoying the festivities! 🤩

Me and my doberman Elvis at another fair there!

Found another story from my column / book.

It was cold outside!

Xavier waz in Motorcycle Boy.

I didn't play with him at this Mercury Lounge gig.

Randomly found this by sticking my hand in one a these giant boxes 📦.

He didn't come with the NYC line up, but he did show up and work with me at Bleecker Bobz fer a little while.

I guess he had enuff xperience.

Him and El Duce worked at The Rock Shop.

I member one nite at Gaslight drunkenly dedicating a song to "all the boyz at The R-r-r-ock Shop." video tk

The Rock Shop waz located at...6666 Hollywood Blvd.

A course.

Eldon waz doing this thing at Cathay.

He would set up this little table with a mic with Mike Brennan who ran the Cathay and called it "The Cold Seat."

It was his verzhun of "The Hot Seat" with Wally George on KDOC channel 56. 📺

Yep.

It waz on UHF.

I sed ta him one day, az I waz a rabid fan of that show, "Why don't u just go on it?"

He looked at me innocently. "I-I...don't know how ta do that."

Me, bein the brainz a the outfit made a phone call.

The rest is history.

I think Dave Herman a the Weekly joined us in this escapade.

This was a trippy place.

I'm remembering something about a giant pig on the roof a this place, and there was some sort o controversy about it.

The pig was awesome!

These are from this Artist Space slash Squatter joint called Bullet Space.

The fire eater was AWESOME!

I played with Jerry Agony for one of these gigs.

Here's a drawing I did of Jerry!

Jerry played guitar with James Chance and the Contortions.

James' girl Judy and me became really good friends.

She used to call me her little doe.

I found a postcard from her in the box I recently dragged up here from my storage.

I remember going to their house.

It was very Addams Family-esque.

James was in some kinda smoking jacket slash robe or something.

They were so in love.

Judy told me a romantic story about how she would read books to him at night.

Like I said, I never had too many girl friends, and I'm so glad I had her as one.

She would dance onstage while The Contortions played.

It was so magical!

I filmed James' show at Brownie's with my Pixelvision camera.

I got other stuff with this camera with my pals Sea Monster and Judy downstairs at, I guess another show they played at at Continental.

Drawback to using this contraption was that it needed a lot of light that I managed to assemble.

I know it was Continental, 'cause the singer of Sea Monster, Arthur was complaining to the guy who ran it, Trigger, about the pizza being cold.

Joey Zero and Jerry Agony are on that too.

I got video of the backstage antics (tk).

There is also some guy who was supposedly a big star and maybe boxer from (Brazil?) named Supla who is in it too.

It's kinda confusing as these clubs started melding together.

The thing recorded on audio cassette, which had long stopped working.

I managed to Gerry rig it with one of the cameras I got from MNN.

I filmed a lot of weird stuff with that thing.

Jerry was a wacky dude, and we did another MNN NYC public access 📺 show with him on Joey Zero's show - another trippy dude.

Joey Zero would come on my show now and then.

He did my show the day after I beat up this chick who was shuving me, demanding I put out my cigarette at one of Joey Ramone's gigs at the Continental...

I kept throwing my arms straight up in the air, like "I am not doing this!" as the crowd was starting to notice the commotion.

Joey's brother buying me five shots of tequila might have had something to do with me having super powers and taking this giant of a woman down the third time she shuved me, knocking off my sunglasses .

That was the last straw.

Glad I kinda sobered up when I noticed the black painted brick wall and had the insane thought that I could bash her head into it and let go.

She did a little backwards somersault on the floor and they threw her out.

A circle formed around me of the patrons backing away from me.

I just stood there, smoking my cigarette 🚬, proud of my accomplishment.

Joey was mightily impressed and after the set sent over a little blonde girl with short hair and several cameras 📷📷📷 around her neck for some reason to find out wtf happened.

I told her.

She traipsed back over to Joey who was languishing by the stage after the show.

I walked over to him, and he introduced her to me as, "BJ."

I refrained with great restraint from asking her if that waz her name or wot she did.

He asked me wot happened.

Reliving Rock 'n' Roll High School was pretty trippy, as everything was so fucking High Schoolish.

I told him the girl I gave a beating to didn't want me smoking 🚬 in the club.

He wistfully commented, "Wotz da wohld 🌎 comin' to."

It was pretty hysterical 😆, as I was only five feet away from the stage watching the show when this brawl broke out, so Joey had a front row seat fer the match.

He was singing 🎤 thru the whole escapade.

I don't drink hard liquor, only beer.

Could never figure out why Joey's brother got me FIVE shots.

Future Doby here: Mystery solved.

Oh, I fergot ta mention it was St. Patrick's Day 🍀.

At one point, I musta storyboarded the fight 🥊 at Cuntinental, as I use ta endearingly refer to it.

It's pretty crude and ridiculous, but u mite get a kick outta it.

There's other frames o this, but fer now, here ya go!

Kinda captures the whole thing! 😆

There's more a these tk.

Joey Zero was filming 📹 the show, but neglected to film the fight. 🙄

We did discuss the matter on DOBY-TV 📺 the next day though.

I have these in color.

Dunno why these are in black and white

Will try to switch em up.

Yet again, even more memorabilia from my pal Francois.

This was his favorite shirt. 😆

Thanx Frank, lol.

Future Doby here: Found 'em!

They're pretty lo-fi, but there ya go.

Pretty sure I got another copy of em thatz better. tk

🧨 5-3-24 1:55 pm - This iz from when I first came ta NYC 🗽.

It was mostly touristy kinda stuff.

Sun Mountain was in the West Village and O'Lonniez was in midtown.

I played them a few timez fer my "NYC Tour."

This guy Johnny Jones (wot a handle!) booked both these jointz.

I got a shot of me and Mr. Jonez somewherez. tk

This other cat Peter May - wot a hustler 🙄.

He roped me inta playin bass 🎸 fer him fer a couple gigz.

Mostly cover tunez.

The only one I can remember is "Should I Stay or Should I Go." 🤮

That kinda crap 🗑.

I did not nor did I ever learn theze songz 😒.

None a these touristy folk seemed to notice 😶.

It was atrocious but we got paid 💰.

Faint recollection of even playing Jekyll and Hyde with Peter which was some kinda haunted house 👻 bar.

Ya had ta feel around the hall lined with book cabinets 📚 ta find 🔎 the bathroom 🚻.

Da fuck.

I worked at this place.

They alwayz found somethin fer me ta do.

Bonus: Got ta go ta showz and drink fer free.

It waz kinda next door ta Bleecker Bobz.

Bob would come ta the showz with a stack a recordz fer the headliner ta sign ta hawk at the store.

I worked at Bobz in Hollywood and NYC.

Thanks, Bree, this was so fun.

The boys called me up and told me VH1 was there and to come down and talk to them cuz they didn't want anything to do with them.

Bob was in da hospital and had a heart attack from all the yelling and hot dogs he made me get him, and 9/11 had just hit.

I did a whole lot of these like or 50 or something.

I didn't have cable or something, so I would try to go to bars and watch it, but only ever saw two of them.

There was one episode where I had to demonstrate wot the bat was for...

The show was called Fresh.

They had me go to the studio and Chris made me say nice shit about Patty Smith.

Part of my job I guess. lol.

I brought Manic Panic back for sale in the store.

I just wanted free Manic Panic.

I succeeded.

That's why during this time my hair is all different crazy colors.

Bob handed me a giant sketch pad and a red and black sharpie that he made signz with and tole me ta draw this.

He stuck it in the window .

It made the papers.

CBGB's was in the Bowery - not the Lower East Side.

This is at Brownie's.

I brought my doberman.

He was kinda surprised.

We're sitting in a booth and I gave him the camera, so he took the picture.

The booking agent at Continental used to tell me I was too good for his club and why the fuck was I even playing there, I should be playing at Rodeo.

Simple.

I wanted to be around this guy.

He lived across the street and would play that dump alla time.

I beat up a chick in front of him one time while he was playing.

He was mightily impressed.

It was a sewer.

I hated punk rock. I hated everything about it.

Even L.A. punk rock sucked, except for the Mentors they were funny as hell.

I only went down to the Cathay because I saw an ad that said "Monday Blues & Rockabilly Night."

I walked in and Texacala Jones and this other chick were arguing about the schedule.

Tex looked at me and said, "Do YOU want to work?" I didn't know her from Adam. I unhesitatingly said, "Yes."

Tex was awesome chick and one of the few chicks I admired and respected. She was incredibly talented. I was in fucking awe of her.

I didn't like any of the bullshit punk rock. I thought it was stupid.

I remember taking some acid and wandering over to the Cathay in my pajamas and thought it was the greatest music ever. lol.

But I regress.

Never thought The Ramones were punk rock. They were just pop to me.

Truth be known, they were more like a bad Beatles cover band. I was in shock at how shitty they were live.

The leftover posers playing in the quickly dissipating scene could not even play their instruments. They were proud of it.

"It's about the ATTItude!" they would snottily say to me.

I just been playin with some of the best musicians around and now I have to deal with this bullshit.

They sucked.

All of them.

They couldn't even come up with original names for their bands.

There was this one band called Skrap. I kept calling them Crap till they were forced to change their name.

I had one friend and her band was so outrageous they were all afraid of her so no one fucked with me.

Her name was Kaya.

She was so far out.

I got pitchurs of her taunting the cop on St. Mark's, wearing electrical Xs on her nipples and an American flag kinda around her waist.

She spray painted The Gap when they opened up on St. Mark's.

*8/20/23 - Future Doby here. I found 'em last night. Stay tuned.

She pierced people's tongues and worked at this shop there and always offered but I never bit on the free piercing.

Nice pun, huh?

She was a lot of fun.

I'd always run into Joey on St. Mark's.

One day I was gonna put some Ramones in my walkman and I thought, nah, I'm gonna run into him and he's gonna ask me wot I'm listening to.

I dropped in some Dave Edmunds.

About fifteen minutes later, I'm tellin' Joey, "Dave Edmunds."

I don't think he knew who Dave Edmunds was, and came up with an enthusiastic, "Punk rock!" and handed me a cough drop.

He'd send little presents 🎁 to my house.

I'd drop off presents 🎁 to his house.

They were weird presents 🎁🎁 but it was always exciting.

We'd meet at parties or clubs and he'd ask me ta breakfast and more coffee ☕ and vidya games and he'd play me songs 💿...

Joey took me to my first trip to a Starbucks for MORE coffee ☕ after we had drank gallons of the shit at Kiev.

I was so fucking wired.

He ordered me a mocachina ☕.

I started doing this in Beavis voice and everything going "CRAPACHINO! CRAPACHINO!"

I mite have been jumping around and shit too.

I thought fer sure he'd get the joke, but, no.

He was not amused at all 🤨.

😆.

This chick had a clothing line UZI and asked me to be a model in her fashion show at Brownie's.

Her and her husband were both leos.

Two leos are pretty fire.

Pretty rare I guess.

They were a very cute couple.

Very much in love.

The show was a lotta fun!

She wanted me to put me in this cute black dress, but I wanted this one (we got to keep the dresses).

I still got it!

I regret it, cuz it was a really cute black dress.

Oh, well...

In writing mode here at Margaret's on Avenue A in da East Village.

I used to go in there and write a lot.

Here's a scrap I found.

This got published in the NY Press, I'm pretty sure.

Will look around...

Herez a postcard from Judy Taylor, James Chance's girl.

I saw some footage a her the other day.

We all backstage and I waz runnin around with my Pixelvision camera. tk

Here she is dancing with James and the Contortions at Brownie's.

I wrote on here bout writing in Covfefe shops ☕.

I mostly went to Margaretz.

I spyed 🔎 some writing on the back a some Anti-Elvis Club flyerz that never got passed out.

Alwayz keepin an eye 👁 out fer that kinda thing, az there are lotza saprizez in theze Jack in the Box boxez 📦📦📦.

Apparently I would write on the back of em uzin em fer scratch paper.

They are kinda decipherable.

I'll try and do that here.

The flyerz are like 1/4 of an 8 1/2 xeroxed page.

This Artist joint 🎨 was pretty generous and I got screamed at 🤬 by some other struggling artists🎨 with sour 🍋 dispositionz seein 😮 me uzin the xerox machine.

I'm eternally grateful to the guy that ran it ta let me do that, and glad they were uzed ta create art 🎨 az well and to full extent with no waste by preserving my writing .

Too bad I can't remember 💭 the name a the joint 🙄.

Got screamed at again 🤬 by some other screeching struggling artist 🎨 when I showed up there fer some performance I waz invited to sayin I wasn't on the guest list 📜.

I mite a even been performing 🎸 there that nite ...

Sumthin wacky like that 🤪.

It waz around the corner from my crib 🏚.

I can see the guy that ran the place in my magination 💭, but can't quite remember hiz name. I will though...

I waz starvin and figgered out how to find boox 📚 that people thru away 🗑 (lottza college studentz 🎓 discardz) and where I could find them on the regular.

This waz one a thoze spots.

I would sell em on eBay and survived ta supplement wotever pitance Bleecker Bobz and/or Village Underground waz payin me at the time.

So as near as I can figger, theze are from one a thoze other covfefe shops ☕...

Therez a whole shitload a theze from one such excurzhon. tk directly

*Future Doby here: Done (pretty shur).

Wotz really weird iz it doezn't even look like my writing.

I can't really decipher alot of it.

I think it'll make sense when I'm done and I can put em in order.

I tried ta do that at one point, and it sorta made sense.

Kinda trippy.

Therez 12 all together.

*Future Doby here - there are 13.

You can see the difference of how skitzafrenic 😵 I am at theze yuppy Coffee ☕ shops and how chill I am at Margaretz just by my handwriting...

There iz some writing scrap I have about that place I'll put up soon...

And here is wot I'm writing on the back of.

Going to try to transcribe theez here.

Hehe Valentine's Day. Joey is spying on me.

This was one of his events, he'd have these things alla time.

So much fun! :)

I played acoustic after Coyote Shivers.

No idea how I even got on the bill.

This is a flyer from when I first started haunting St. Mark's.

I waz on the bill fer this but course they didn't uze my name.

I sharpied my name in on some a the posters glued around da street.

I played after Coyote Shivers.

They treated me pretty shitty.

Joey Zero filmed me.

I recently found the footage. tk

You can see me having a melt down from their treatment.

It waz all such a fuck fest.

Never seen so much cringe in my whole life.

A big circle jerk.

Joey Zero had me hold his camera while he went to the bathroom or somethin.

I noticed someone waz spying on me from backstage.

The thing had a zoom on it.

Oh, I looked at this Joeyz Valentinez Party flyer carefully...

I must be the "and frenz."

I wrote that it "waz so much fun!" about this Valentinez day gig.

Itz all comin back ta me.

I think seein that footage kicked in some memory cellz.

I'd mastered the art a supreshun at some point.

Survivor skill.

I had just met Joey at Maniblowjobz birthday party.

I had brought Elvis with me and he wolfed down some treats.

We spent the whole time talkin to each other.

Something about the cookiez laid out and I said I didn't have much of a sweet tooth. 🍪

I asked him about this cartoon show he had been on.

I waz very adament about did he get ta meet the bug.

*Took me a long time to remember the name a this show...

Was watching this and didn't realize C.J. had been in the band that long.

I use ta get phone calls allatime from people asking fer C.J.

I'd say Ramone?

And they'd say yeah.

I didn't know the dude so I figured he musta had a phone number close ta mine. 📞

Joey waz pretty confuzed and started laffin and explained it waz just a DJ 🎧.

We were huddled in some corner.

Pretty soon people started noticin and coagulated into a giant staring circle around us.

He asked me ta come down ta the Valentinez show and this iz how I got on the bill.

So it WAZ fun hangin out with him.

But everyone else waz a total drag.

A shock ta my system.

I went from Voyage a the Rock Alienz ta some twisted version a Rock 'n' Roll High Skool in one plane ride. ✈

High Skool bein the key word.

I had met him fer a second when I first landed and went and saw The Ramonez last show (I think last show in NYC or something) at Coney Island High.

When I went to buy my ticket from the bartender he snickered at me as I handed over a $20 and then some fer a beer.

"WHY are you even goin ta this?" he went on an on about how they sucked and how I waz wastin my money as he rang it up inta the till.

I waz in my cute little rockabilly dress so I waz obviously from outta town. 👗

I went downstairz and the place was packed.

With guyz.

Really young guyz with no shirtz on slam dancing with each other.

Bartender wazn't wrong.

The whole thing kinda sucked but it waz exciting to see Joey.

I'd gotten chided more than once about bein Riff Randall back home.

I'd had a crush on him since I waz a kid and Dave Hull the Hullaballooer thru The Ramonez on the turntable.

After the show I was standin in front a the club and this tall dude pops out and I look up and he's starin at me.

I lost my shit and said "Joey Ramone! I LOVE YOU!"

I was semi fucked up from the beer.

He said, "That's nice." and made a right and walked home with a trail a really young teen age girlz followin him.

They all had on perfect little punk rock outfitz.

I'm standin' there like Annette Funicellow feelin like Dorothy like where the fuck am I?

I started laffin at the whole situation.

I made a left and walked home.

Couldn't stop laffin.

This couple stopped me and said, "Excuse me. We just gotta know wot iz so funny?"

I managed to squeak out between my laffin that I had just met Joey Ramone!

They looked at each other and rolled their eyez with a hint a disgust.

"Oh, iz THAT all." and walked away.

I quickly learned the Ramonez were not exactly the toast a the town.

There were two photo shoots from this.

One was at Eleven St. Marks where I was interviewed at a gig I was playing there.

The other one was by the same photographer at Coney Island.

DOBY DAENGER BY TOMMY JORDAN - NY POST - ELEVEN ST. MARK'S

Thought there waz schmutz on this photo at the end of the bar. Therez a couple a shotz 📷 a me up on the bar like this and I realized THE BAR IZ FUCKED UP LIKE THAT 😖 !

Termite 🐜 walkz into a bar and sayz "Where iz the bar tender?"

Apparently there.

It was long and narrow, like St. Mark's Bar and Grill.

Pulled this off one of the three contact sheets I found.

Waz tryin' ta see if it waz even possible to pull pictures from it...

IT WORKED!

Twazn't easy, but I did it.

I hope you like it.

There's a whole bunch more...tk

The other two contact sheets are:

One from the Brooklyn shoot, and one from the Columbus Circle shoot.

All of these are from when I first came to NYC.

I cut all my hair off, as u can see.

I went to a barber in the subway, and asked if he could cut my hair like Jerry Lewis.

This was the result.

Whole bunch of these tk.

The Rolling Stones recorded a music video here.

Penny a dear friend from Raji's showed up in Gotham.

It was good to see her! :)

Okay, I been meaning to make a .gif outta these stills fer a long time and will prolly put it in an update of this.

I started adding real footage to it when Bingo one day said, "You mean this really happened?"

Here's the aftermath of the fight:

The cops gave me this after they took my video away from me after da fight.

The bottom part iz a storyboard a this.

Me and Spyder both got in a fight and got an eye fucked up at the same time.

We waz 3,000 milez apart.

Bobby Pasterelli broke da newz ta me when I ran in ta him at the San Gennaro festival in Little Italy I passed thru on my way back from da doctor.

Here is the jacket in it's original state.

You can kinda make out the giant stones in my bedroom making up the walls in this old building that I broke my pinky toe on during a snow storm. 🦶

Dis California girl never acclimated to how damn cold it was in NYC. ⛄

These are photos from the Cold Day in Hell story from my column / book.

These were marked Valentine's Day and it was cold as fuck.

Might have been when we had the blizzard.

It was a basement apartment, and this building was ancient.

The walls in my "bedroom" were giant stones.

I didn't have a heater, either.

Just this long space heater and it would growl like a demon and glow.

I put all the animals, dog and bitch bird parakeet I found that was all fucked up I had found in my yard, under the covers.

It was getting beat up by other birds.

I didn't even know what it was when I caught it.

It was struggling on my fence in the yard.

I nursed it back to health.

It was not grateful.

I brought it to L.A.

I don't even remember it's name.

Maybe something stupid like "brd brd."

Yup, I think that was it's name.

I got it a friend from the Rain Forest store on Santa Monica.

That was interesting.

The owner dude had these exotic birds on perches all over the store.

They flew over and perched on me.

Like five or more giant birds.

I really love animals.

It was a pretty and unusually very green parakeet.

Bitch bird tried to beat him up.

It was a cunt bird.

It disappeared one day.

No idea wot happened to it.

Anyway, I put the cunt bird and the dog inside the bed, trying to stay warm.

The snow was up to the car windows, and people just left them in the street.

(Not really sure if this happened then or not - but it was damn cold - the blizzard was in December I think - again, not really sure.

The dates on my photos are kinda screwy.)

I got up in the nite cause I was freezing and needed something, maybe had to pee, I dunno...

(Oh, gawd, about a week ago I found a video of the mouse in the toilet scene - I wrote about it in my book, but fergot I actually filmed it.

The reason I could film all this stuff was digital cameras had just been invented and I went out and bought the first ones - thats why so low quality, but it worked.)

...and I stubbed my toe on one of those rocks in my wall.

I thought I heard a crack and since my foot was pretty frozen - I wasn't sure.

But, yeah.

I broke my toe.

It's still fucked up.

When I see the pretty pictures Ruben took of me I think, "Oh, my poor little toe," cause it looks normal.

It was my pinky toe, if there is such a thing.

Motorcycle Boy were hilarious house guests fer a a week or so.

I played saxophone 🎷 with them as I sometimes did back home.

I'd been wondering fer a long time what clubs we played, cuz it waz a big blur.

Found this flyer that cleared that up!

These were big venues, so I'm pretty impressed!

There might a been more shows, but like I said, it's a big bbb lllll uuu rrr...

Future Doby here:

Hehe, found a scrap a paper that said we played the Continental too tk.

More in the Future Doby here:

Here it iz!

Scrawlingz of the dates fer Motorcycle Boy we played in NYC.

Dunno who wrote it, most likely Francois.

All the photos from this adventure are kinda screwy because I was pretty drunk fer most of it.

I'll try and put some more up.

Doubt you wanna see Kenny Toy Boy in my yard in his striped tidy whities fighting a hang over. lol.

Here are some now:

The Motorcycle Boyz went drinking, but Francois stayed home with me and we had a good long talk.

He passed the fuck out, and I put him to bed, (best I could).

Wasn't sure who this was till I ran across this story.

It's Francois!

He drew some great ones of me.

There's another one he drew of me besides this one!

I'll put it up soon.

Waz rereading this story 📓 about Motorcycle Boy visit ta NYC 🗽 cuz hadn't read 👓 it in a while and thought 🤔 I mite b able ta find the episode 📺 about the Anacondaz 🐍.

I think it waz Nat Geo WILD, as I remember the phraze "BREEDING BALL," 🪩 and the muzik 📻 on this thing clox 🕰 it at about that time ⏳.

Future Doby here: Naw, they left the part out about "staying that way fer hourz," but itz still hilarious.

I was showing Nick my new "video cam."

It was the first web cam ever, so I had to go get one.

I took some more pictures of him, but I fucked up and had the resolution rong.

They came out pretty trippy, cuz they're so tiny and you can only tell it's Nick at the actual teeny size.

I'll put them up when I find them.

Yeah, 2000 was kinda fucked 😒.

I was sad.

This is from my webcam, doin some writing.

I use ta go and try ta find some peace in the 6B Garden 😒 🥀.

Tried ta get on a guest list cause I knew no way in hell the guy that ran the place was gonna let me in - even though I played there alla time.

Really wanted ta see my pal Spit.

Didn't make it to Texas.

SOME GUYS FROM JOEY'S BACKING BAND

I fergot how much I hung out with these dudes.

Joey thru them out of his house - never got the full story, but they ended up at my house.

The phone is prominently there because they have to wait for Joey to call.

The Riff Randell in me was enjoying this part of the movie.

another picture tk.

Here is a crappy picture of my studio in NYC.

lol.

Wow was trying to remember her name.

It just came to me.

Mystery.

That thing came outta the Fontenoy Tower elevator as I was goin down, presumably from Crispin Glover's pad (I got other stuff this way too, lol.) above mine.

It didn't have any arms.

I couldn't take the lower torso with legs, but I managed to get this part of her shipped to me via Paramount mail.

No joke.

lol.

I'm still stumped as to how I got Creepy's child coffin to NYC this way as well (and his haunted house creepy painting).

There's pictures of it in my NYC crib. (will put up soon)

So I guess I succeeded.

The street lanterns did not make it.

There is actually a video of Mark Thompson the weatherman's tour of the Fontenoy place.

Unknown where this is, but I know I got it somewhere.

Oh, wait.

What's this? Here it is!

🧨 4-16-24 3:52 pm - If I thought 2000 waz ruff, 2001 sed hold my beer.

I waz really "outta sortz" yesterday.

Mystifyed as ta why.

Knew wot day it waz.

Tax day iz kinda hard ta ferget.

Kaya called me and told me around three in the afternoon.

🧨 4-16-24 5:47 pm - Like I sed somewhere here, I started getting inta fotografy.

Two weex later I waz wanderin around in a stupor takin fotos of garbage and ratz and wotnot.

This piece a newzpaper 🗞 attached itself ta my foot 🦶.

I looked down and this iz wot it waz.

U can see how poor I waz at this time.

My shoez 👟 👟 are falling apart.

Bleecker Bob didn't pay all that much but enuff ta survive anywayz.

🧨 4-16-24 6:28 pm - I remember the flowerz. 🌸 🌸 🌸

Couldn't remember if they were purple er pink cuz there r some a theze treez that sprout these flowerz around here.

Still don't know the namez of em.

Kinda don't wanna know.

Well, they waz pink and had just popped up.

Everywhere.

The sidewalk was a carpet a pink.

Comforting.

But 2001 wazn't done with me yet.

This foreshadowing shot waz on that roll.

911

Got ta be at ground zero fer 911.

Waz a quarter of a mile from it.

Didn't see it happen, but HEARD it.

Sounded like a piano being dropped on the floor above me.

I went back to sleep and it happened again.

I called Bob's and no one answered the phone.

I called my boss John Metal and asked him wtf.

He told me in his typical sullen bland sardonic manner ta turn on my TV.

There was static.

There's a bunch more of these...tk

I would make these things I could project in the background fer ma TV Show.

This one has something ta do with 9/11.

Not too sure wot it means.

This waz my second dog in NY.

Hiz name waz Dunno.

When I got him, this fren a Joeyz asked me wot hiz name waz.

I said, "Dunno."

The name stuck.

There are some birthday cardz this chick made for me of me and Dunno

Another birthday card!

Even Brd Brd is in it!

This chick who was a fashion designer in NYC made me these.

In my crib getting ready to DJ 🎧.

Yet another flyer for Ludlow St. Cafe by my pal Fagan from Marvel Comix.

I think there waz somethin on the top part like "ANTI-ELVIS CLUB" that musta fell off.

I would glue theze thingz tagether.

We'll see if another one with it showz up. tk

Here's a rando set list I found.

I don't it's the one in the picture above it, but it's damn close.

Now I know why it's so filthy.

It's on da floor! 😆

Don't remember half a these songs.

Mebe I will find some of these songs one day... 😕

This paper was disintegrating as I struggled ta scan it. 😆

Check out the rat holes. 🐀

Future Doby here: Found one a these songs! tk!

Someone drew a picture of me, Mik Mok and the drummer 🥁 I can't rememberz name.

It's in crayon.

No idea who did it.

A big thanks to whoever did! 🖍

Live at Ludlow St. Cafe - LES, NYC
Halloween show 🎃
Featuring Doby Daenger & Mike Mok
filmed in Pixelvision
Clouds by Doby Daenger

Was it real?
Was it a dream?
Was it bad?
As it seemed?
Did I love you?
Or just need you?
Well, the clouds get in the way.

Was it right?
Was it fair?
The way you don't care.
Well, I brush back my tears
and let the clouds get in the way.

Did I touch you in the night?
When I held to you tight
Or was I even there?
It's hard to tell when the clouds get in the way.

I lived a few doors down, so I was there an awful lot.

Well, here it is!

Halloween on Ludlow in da Lowa East Side a New Yawk Citay!

Hear the whole album on YT here.

Hear whole album here.

Therez a whole story about DC5 and the Zero tk.

I really like this song!

I liked it so much I recorded it! 😆

This is from our first demo.

It's song #11 of 11 songs.

Me, Butler on guitar (he's in this Gaslight video), and this dude Andre on drumz 🥁 are on this.

I never knew their last names.

Not sure if Butler was his first name or his last name.

I just started calling them Rhett Butler and Andre Champagne. 😆

One of the gigs we did with this line up was at The Palomino in North Hollywood.

Honey Davis recorded this in this weird little shed thing he built on the side of his house in Hollywood.

It was really small and cramped.

It was also during a heat wave.

You could only stand to be in there for so long.

I nicknamed it Dachau Studios.

I was tempted to remix it, but fuck it.

Here is a song I discovered the other day also by the Dixie Cups.

I can't stop playing it! ❤

The show everybody was going to was at the Kit Kat Club.

It was with the Chili Peppers and a band Spyder was in.

Hadn't met him yet.

That was about a week away.

DJed 🎧 at Motor City A LOT!

It was a crazy bar, so I fit right in.

Sunsday is still my favorite day! 🌞

This joint waz weird.

It waz a couple doorz down from Pluto Dog, which waz a couple doorz down from Ludlow St. Cafe.

The whole street south a Houston waz a giant party 24/7. 🎉

I documented alotta this stuff.

It waz some kinda Art place. 🎨

They alwayz had a buncha crap outside. 🗑

There waz once a giant bubble thing with a fan blowing air into it. 🤪

You can see a shot of it in the Halloween on Ludlow video. 🎃

Here I took a screen shot for you.

This contraption was one of the art exhibitz (I guess) laid out in front a their establishment.

Herez some shots o Motorcycle Boy staring at their exhibition like wtf iz this?

Their expression says it all.

That trash can emoji I uzed waz so accurate.

Motorcycle Boy had just arrived and we're takin a tour a the neighborhood.

We had just got done hangin out with Kembra and her friendz. tk.

I'm all Nancy Drew about myself and had ta look at this ta figure out when theze pix were.

I thought I waz so silly and trivial about puttin it up.

So interesting ta see how all the dotz line up.

Itz just like I remembered it.

I did this one Doby-TV show where I go ta Taco Bell and pass this place. tk 🌮

I filmed it not with my Pixel camera, which I think iz worth about a zillion dollarz now, but with itz competition that came out: Tycovision. 🎥

It'z actually a lot clearer.

Not sure wot it recorded to.

Prolly nuthin, like just yer VCR 📼 or yer TV 📺.

I think I just jimmyed it like I did the Pixelvison that recorded ta audio cassette that didn't work anymore and hooked it up to a real camera I got from MNN.

I still have em both.

It waz the same Halloween az the Ludlow Halloween gig, so these characters were in full force.

I do not remember even doin a gig there, but apparently I did.

DOBY SNOW PUNK

It just started snowing again when we went out there.

Pretty sure it was Woody from The Piano Store who took these.

I'm screaming at the sky or something...kinda like that Exorcist scene where the chick turns into a monster and screams...somethin' like that..

More Hi-Jinx in the snow!

Woody trudged back ta the Piano Store and got his other camera.

I'm so glad I was crazy enough to do this.

Ludlow Rat


Died from smoking.

Dis place was magikal!

Ran into the dude that did this.

It was my favorite of all time.

He was ecstatic when I told him I had taken a picture of it.

He had none.

I don't know if I ever gave it to him, but here it is!

This article shows a lot of the other graffiti they had, but not the one I got.

Describes it pretty well.

Here I am with my good pal Joey Zero.

This was yet again another show at Nightingalez.

Sea Monster and Joeyz backing band The Independents are part of the merriment.

Joey Zero waz a real good pal and had lotza kookee adventurez with him.

(The marginz of the borderz are unequal, cuz thatz how the picture iz.)

I played here a lot!

Tom booked me there alla time, and it was alwayz a lotta fun!

Yet another birthday 🎂 gig.

Joey ambled over for this show, and I got to sing this to him.

This was marked 5/19 which is Joey's bday.

Most likely this is incorrect.

It was prolly my birthday - 8/19.

Future Doby here: Mystery solved.

Me and his backing band booked this together.

There's another flyer fer this show I seen around here somewherez.

Backstage he tried to steal my watch.

I showed it to him and he was all "Oh, thank you!"

I was like, "No way, man, it ain't fer you! This iz MY watch!"

Lol.

He signed my T-Shirt.

The little space there in the "J" is my bra strap.

I think it made him a little nuhvus.

lol.

Here's a photo I took of him that nite.

Never really knew the words to this, so I prolly fucked it up.

Didn't have the greatest band, as most of the people around were pretty burnt out.

I dunno why I used these pictures in da video.

I think it's 'cause I always loved this series.

Thought he would like it.

Also, apparently when I would get fucked up I would draw pictures of people in rando places around town.

I got fucked up a lot.

I was on TV and wrote for papers - the beer was always free.

Loved taking photos of graffiti because it's so temporal and ephemeral.

Here is some at Marz bar.

I like tempting fate 🎲 by sticking my hand 🖐 in theze giant boxez 📦.

Pulled this out.

This iz the back of a ✉.

Itz a set list from one a Joeyz showz at Cuntinental.

Most likely the St. Patrix Day ☘ show where I got in a fite 🥊.

Therez two peoplez writing on it. 🖊

Prolly Will from the backing band, and I think the ink 🖊 stuff iz mebe Joey.

"Rockaway Beatch" 😆 No idea what On the Beach waz...

Had ta look up Serenity...

Don't remember this song...

I waz bizzy beating the fuck outta some chick and hi on the five shotz a tekila 🥃 🥃 🥃 🥃 🥃 Joeyz brother got me, so...

Found some footage a the show yesterday. tk

I musta fergot ta cash this one in from Continental!

This iz a colorized photobooth picture on a flyer fer CBGB's Pizza Lounge.

I'm wearing this wacky hat I just had to have that I got from this Japanese couple that had a store called Pluto Dog next to or one door or two doors down from Ludlow St. Cafe.

They would ride one of those bicycle built fer two bikes alla time.

Their storefront was in the opening of the original SNL show.

Mike would always take me ta Chinatown and show me the Tik Tak Toe chicken.

It always amazed me.

We'd take photobooth pictures there.

I must have like 20 of them.

He was a real good guitar player, and a swell pal.

All the girls on the block were in love with him and even though there was nothin' between us, they were savagely jealous of me.

He gave me this Elvis doll.

One day one of these girls was over at my house and saw it and flipped out.

Turns out she had given it to him. 🙄

I think the Pizza Lounge was a short-lived annex in the basement of CBGBs.

Got some photos of this area and a pal who was makin' the pizza - fergot his name...(tk)

Here is yet another annex of CBGBs.

It was the storefront next to it.

Herez one a The Ratonettes songz I did.

I'm singin (obviously) and playin guitar and bass on this.

The jacket, lol...

You would think I would be all excited to see Ronnie Spector.

Mmmm, not so much, lol.

When u get compared to someone fer a long time, it's kinda weird.

This was a lot of fun though, and a short walk home.

Bonus.

Played China Club in Hollywood and NYC.

Here is another reading Nick did.

Apparently, I had ripped this off a pole.

It's thick, and hard with the dried glue still on it, attached to lots of other flyers that had been underneath it on the pole.

Here's another a Nick's flyers I musta pulled off a pole, too.

It's kinda stiff, so prolly glue.

Here iz the cardboard flyer from the Motorcycle Boy gig we did at Life in NYC.

(This iz not a picture a me.) 🤪

Barmacy was THE place to DJ 🎧.

Another birthday 🎂 gig.

Nick DJed 🎧 there too...

Gotta flyer fer hiz gig somewhere...tk

It turned inta Otto's Shrunken Head 💀.

I DJed 🎧 there too, but it waz not az cool.

Tony Scopitone would have me guest DJ 🎧 where ever he had a gig.

A lot was at Coney.

He was a real cool dude.

I used to throw my 45 in other DJs 🎧 piles, lol.

There is a little animation Fagan made for me of this, hand drawing all the stills and will animate it soon.

Fagan was a funny kid who was interning there.

I would tease him all the time and spook him.

He would fire back with funny drawings of me.

I often wonder wot happened to him.

And herez one now!
This was done by Steve Bunche.
I brought this 6' transvestite to a party he had.
It was funny as fuck.
I did very bad things at this place.

When I first got to NYC I went to this event.

They had a Priscilla Presley contest.

I won!

I was the only contestant 😝.

I won a t-shirt and a painting or something.

It was a lot a fun!

This cracks me up.

I don't know where the rest of it is.

I might find it but there ya go.

It's not the whole thing as everything is in fragments from VHS > DVD > MP4...

The codecs were so screwy I had to use a couple of different editing software to get it to go.

If I find the whole thing I'll put it up one day...

We're so stoic.

#2 show with Nick was a lot more lively and I was shitfaced.

There's a few more things I've found with him, that are pretty hysterical.

Nick was just so much fun.

I finally had someone to talk to who wasn't retarded and just spouted NY Dolls reverance all day.

He was smart.

Very, very refreshing.

And he worked hard.

I too, would push my records over to the club on a flat dolly.

My three wheeled Ampeg flip-top amp too.

I dunno how he pushed his stuff over to the LES from Brooklyn in a shopping cart.

I went with him one night putting up posters.

It was fun.

The faux punks I despised hated him more than they hated me.

I think it's cause Nick got lots a pussy.

He could walk down Avenue A in full drag and broad daylight and get pussy.

(I never saw him do this, just sayin' he could if he wanted to.)

He was great.

Encouraged me in my writing.

Told me to use lots of pictures.

Wasn't feasable then - it is now, as you can see.

Amazing friend.

There are a couple more from British, and another artist there did some covers or something for the paper I wrote for...

COLUMBUS CIRCLE

Found and took a stab at a contact sheet from this Columbus Circle shoot.

Couldn't decide on either o these so ya get ta see both of em.

Which one do you like best? 🤔

CENTRAL PARK WEST

1-27-24 12:17 am - I've kissed a lot a weird things.

Prophetically went to the Museum of Natural History in NYC. 🦖

NYC ART

MYSTERY STORYBOARD

No idea wtf this is supposed to be 🤪.

This one was the most difficult believe it er not.

It had phone numbers and all kinds of notes all over it 😠.

Found these.

They were in a rando box attached to a brass fastener thingy that was all rusted.

They had rust all over em too from the fastener.

Removed the fastener with great disdain.

It got it's revenge on me, as I slowly figgered out this iz some kinda storyboard.

Since they were now outta order, which the fastener was doin' itz job of keeping, I dunno how these go.

I figger I'll be staring at them a while more and will mebe get a clue.

They're kinda trippy.

Rando art I found.

I like ta call this one "Anger Issues."

Found More Drawingz.

Therez two paperz with two on each side except the first one got alien writing on the back.

So atz six.

I'll show u the alien writing too.

Bonus fer u.

Wasn't sure if this was from L.A. or NYC.

It became apparent...

You'll see at the end.

Herez the first one.

I like ta call this one Vicious Bird.

Herez the second one.

This one I call I See. 😆

Herez the third one.

This one is called Alone.

Herez the fourth one.

This one is called Thinking.

Herez the fifth one.

This one is called Lost in Thought.

Herez the last one - number six.

This is another one a Joey.

So, these are from NYC.

UPSTATE

Went upstate to Palenton.

I'm at some wacky club.

Photo shoot

























ELECTRIC PLANT STUDIOS

1-1-24 5:59 pm - This is where I recorded a four song Anti-Elvis Club demo with Mik Mok in Brooklyn.

Vin Cin Engineered it.

I went back there 'cause he said he could digitize my giant reel to reels.

I gotta photo of him doin' it.

"Lookit dis..." he chuckled.

The stuff was peeling off as the giant wheels turned!

If I hadn't done that, I might of lost all my music, so I'm pretty grateful to him, and glad I took the long trip out there.

The demo's pretty fire.

I got one song from it up here, and should put the others up here too, I guess...(tk).

Mike was a great guitar player and a good friend.

He lived on Ludlow too.

The drummer 🥁 was fantastic as well.

I can see his face, but not remember his name.

I found a photo of him tk.

Yup, that's how I remember him.

This line up also did some wacky adventure live on MSNBC or some cable news show.

Got that video somewhere...tk.

The reason I'm standin like that is cause I just pulled my foot outta that hole behind me I just made.
My foot went thru the wood. lol.










This was so much fun! I have a whole series of photos I took will put up soon.

2-1-24 2:27 am - Anti-Elvis Club on MSNBC with Mike Mok (fergot drummerz 🥁 name).

L.A. by Doby Daenger

Thinkin' 'bout my other life
When I lived in L.A.
How the weather never changed
And no one ever stayed

L.A.
L.A.

You can be a great big star
Forever and a day
Never know just who you are
And dream your life away

Hey
In L.A.

Just a pulse away

Stompin' out a cigarette
On some forgotten star
Lookin' for executives
To tell you are

L.A.

You can be a great big star
Forever and a day
Never know just who you are
And dream your life away

Hey
In L.A.

Just a pulse away
Just a pulse away
Just a pulse away
Just a pulse away

FRENCHVILLE

Here I am on a tractor at some party in Frenchville New Joizy.

SOUTH CAROLINA

MYRTLE BEACH

EFFINGHAM

Escaped ta South Carolina and hung out with Joeyz backing band.

I did some photo magic 📷 🪄 down there and made them these.

It waz really beautiful.

I wandered off inta the woodz...

More photos tk.

The closer I got to leaving NYC, the more I got into photography.

I'll put more of these kinda videos up.

Clinton / Stanton


Ide of March
5.3. 120

Hehe.

Here I am walking home from skool in da rain.

When I came back from NYC, I went fer a walk down Hollywood Blvd.

Bad Superman is in this.

This is Chris aka Bad Superman.

We became frenz.

1-11-24 5:01 am Rewatched this movie night before last.

It was just as awesome as the last time I saw it.

1-12-24 8:03 pm - Last nite's movie!

The last scene is 🔥!

1-15-24 10:46 pm - Last night's movie:

So romantic!

1-19-24 8:05 pm - Last night's movie:

This is my favorite film!

Here's a weird dream I had during the plandemic.

2-4-24 11:34 pm - Last nitez movie:

Tod Browning is fucking amazing.

And you cannot beat Lon Chaney.

Masterful film. 🤩

Here watch it fer yerself:

The score is pretty 🔥

2-5-24 12:58 am - Here is a picture from "A Cold in Hell" story in color.

I got this silly hat and wasn't sure I was wearing it 'cuz wot I put up awready waz in black and white.

Was hoping it was.

It's the hat!

I had this book when I waz a kid and datz why I got it!

I never had the nerve to read it when I waz in NYC.

I been picking away at Twenty-one stories.

It's so rich.

I keep reading the first chapter over and over again.

Same goes for Cagney by Cagney.

2-5-24 7:28 pm - With all this talk about literature, I find myself reading again.

Today's story:

The Old Doll's House by Damon Runyon

Hangin' out wit ma doggo Ha Ha.

He's this crazy in real life.

It's like having a little kid running around yer house.

He cracks me up alla time! 🐶

The top a this is the storyboard I found a this.

The bottom is about getting mugged. 💥

2-27-24 3:05 am - Last nitez movie.

3-4-24 4:00 am - Just playin' around last nite ⭐.

3-6-24 1:47 pm - Last night's movie:

3-17-24 9:37 pm - Last nite's movie.

Az you know, I'm a big fan!

3-20-24 8:23 am - Last nite's movie.

Another Tod Browning film!

It's colorized!

🌹 3-28-24 1:35 pm - I thought mebe u would like to see ma doggo .

I wanted a tough little dog.

I got one.

He's real smart and outsmartz me alla time.

🌹 3-30-24 2:39 am - Last nightz movie. 🎥

🧨 4-28-24 11:02 pm - Just finished this book 📕.

🧨 5-1-24 5:48 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 5-6-24 5:29 pm - Last Nites Movie:

🧨 5-7-24 10:52 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 5-8-24 10:31 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 5-14-24 10:00 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 5-16-24 10:00 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 6-1-24 4:26 pm - Last nitez movie:

🧨 6-4-24 2:02 am - Last nitez movie:

🧨 6-6-24 4:05 pm - Goin' thru theze boxez I found a whole lot a these:

🧨 7-9-24 4:22 a.m. - Todayz movie:

This movie reminded me of this model I made as a kid.

🧨 7-21-24 12:52 a.m. - Last nitez movie:

🧨 7-27-24 8:50 p.m. - Last nite's movie:

🧨 8-1-24 1:21 a.m. - So I been kinda burnt out takin a break n just finished marathonin this:

🧨 8-13-24 10:12 p.m. - My Fischer Price Pixelvision camera.

You can see some of my footage 📹 with it on James Chance & The Contortions show at Browniez, this DOBY-TV show, this live Anti-Elvis Club song Clouds at Ludlow St. Cafe and tk:

Either Doby's Open Mic Show (possibly a Valentinez Day show), Scooter ride in Hollywood, Squatter riot in the East Village, me stoned in my house plus much more I can't remember at the moment. tk

I also grabbed a Tycovision camera and there is a whole DOBY-TV Show of me walking around the Lower East Side. tk

🧨 8-14-24 11:49 p.m. - Fergot ta menshun we hadda earthquake the other day.

The best way I can describe it iz az if yer building was a cracker box and itz squeezed so one side goez up while the other one goez down and back and forth like that fer like a minit.

🧨 8-24-24 11:59 p.m. - Last nitez movie 📽.

This will take a minit or two ta load but itz worth it.

Itz a rare hi qualitee verzhon.

I think u will like it.

When it stops swirling, hit play.

🧨 8-26-24 6:27 p.m. - Playin around with 2D animation.

Made this yesterday.

I feel like Dr. Frankenstein 🩺 bringing her to life ♥.

I had ta die sect 🔪 her!

And then put her back ta gether 🧷!

I just zapped ⚡ her with electrodez 🔌 and shez showing signz a life😐.

Back ta the operating room 👓...

🧨 8-28-24 3:28 a.m. - Back ta the drawing board .

I haff ta redo her arms and legz , but I got her ta blink 😉.

Just came back from NYC.

I was pretty fucked up, as my town was gone, and all my friends were dead.

I would get really stoned and play with these horses all day.

Since I slept in the barn, I'd hear them snore underneath me all night.

I'd always have to apologize to the sound guy on Earl and explain "That's real horse shit, I'm sorry." when he stuck the sound reducer things on my boots.

He didn't mind.

He was one of the nicest guys on that show.

Again, more memorabilia from Francois...

He gave me that straw hat.

I have it here.

There is a big hole in the front top from a horse biting it. 😆