Ch1na:Wh1te
Bluelighter
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Live fast and live long, it does'nt have to be healthy.
I think their rationale is we don't wan't the facist to close us down ( or infiltrate meet ups, ect...as have happen in the past.) Pr
Johnny Thunders ~ RIP ~ What a legend!!! & so many others....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0NFdcnlJKXo&feature=related
So what do you Bluelighters think?
Is it better to live fast~ use hard drugs as often as possible, get out of your head as much as you want, throw all caution to the wind!!! Do what you wanna do & forget about consequences! Enjoy life to the full no matter how crazy you might go!! Live life to the full. ~~Live Fast & possibly Die Young.....
Or would you rather~
Look at life as if you've had your fun & now its time to live healthy & live long. Look forward to growing old & sticking around for as long as possible (as long as you don't get run over by a bus!!!)
I change my mind daily about this one! I have been mostly sober for the last 10 months coz of the drought & i'm bored.... i feel like its just the same boring old crap day in day out! Get up go to work, come home, do what ever, go to bed! I'm miss my old chaotic life, i miss been out of my head & not caring!
But when i was using all the time i always wanted to be clean.......
Am i just never happy with what i have? I think the main reason that i always wanted to get clean was coz of money, i never had enough cash when i used heroin evey day, i always managed to get enough cash together to buy gear every day, but things like rent, bills, food ect were always a problem. I wonder would i have been happy if i had had enough cash to use freely & still look after the other things in life?
So which would you rather? Live fast & probably die young or to live a long & healthy life? A bit of both would be sweet!!!![]()
If you forgive the namedropping, many years ago I used to score with Thunders. My flatmate was employed as an 'assistant tour manager' - his sole task was to get drummer Nolan to the gigs and position himself behind his drum kit, to catch and prop him back back up whenever the nodding fuck fell off - and I got roped into an entertaining madness. Johnny's record company provided a flat off Shepherds Market and, walking home late one night, someone remarked on the apparent vulnerability of the local chemist. " I'm not breaking into any pharmacy," grumbled Thunders, " You forget, I'm a fucking superstar." In taxis, he'd elbow you in the ribs to point out every poster we passed advertising one of his gigs as if he couldn't quite believe how famous he'd become. A highly charismatic performer and a real person. A very sad end.
If you forgive the namedropping, many years ago I used to score with Thunders. My flatmate was employed as an 'assistant tour manager' - his sole task was to get drummer Nolan to the gigs and position himself behind his drum kit, to catch and prop him back back up whenever the nodding fuck fell off - and I got roped into an entertaining madness. Johnny's record company provided a flat off Shepherds Market and, walking home late one night, someone remarked on the apparent vulnerability of the local chemist. " I'm not breaking into any pharmacy," grumbled Thunders, " You forget, I'm a fucking superstar." In taxis, he'd elbow you in the ribs to point out every poster we passed advertising one of his gigs as if he couldn't quite believe how famous he'd become. A highly charismatic performer and a real person. A very sad end.
Johnny Thunders of the New York Dolls, I presume.
If you forgive the namedropping, many years ago I used to score with Thunders. My flatmate was employed as an 'assistant tour manager' - his sole task was to get drummer Nolan to the gigs and position himself behind his drum kit, to catch and prop him back back up whenever the nodding fuck fell off - and I got roped into an entertaining madness. Johnny's record company provided a flat off Shepherds Market and, walking home late one night, someone remarked on the apparent vulnerability of the local chemist. " I'm not breaking into any pharmacy," grumbled Thunders, " You forget, I'm a fucking superstar." In taxis, he'd elbow you in the ribs to point out every poster we passed advertising one of his gigs as if he couldn't quite believe how famous he'd become. A highly charismatic performer and a real person. A very sad end.
thanks
although i thought they lived in new york
charlie clean said:When incredibly hot women of impeccable lineage permit scrawny junkies to do unspeakable things to them just for an introduction, it does really make you wonder what it's all about.
At risk of sounding an old bore, when Johnny Thunders and Jerry Nolan formed The Heartbreakers after the break up through death of the Dolls, they moved over here for a tour arranged by colourful manager Lee Black Childers. Would have been late '76, maybe '77. There was considerable music press interest but what wasn't reported was how, on arrival at Heathrow, they were detained overnight in a detention camp as suspicious aliens of dubious provenance. " We're the Dolls." "I'm sure you are, sir. Now, if you could just step this way." Nor that the first thing Lee Black did after sorting out their immigration status was to march his superstars - and their motley travelling crew - to a doctor for a methadone script apiece.
Tom Petty was in London at the same time and for a while they were two Heartbreakers performing to British audiences. An informal agreement decided the first to release a hit single won the rights to the name. Petty made the UK top thirty soon afterwards. Johnny's version of 'Chinese Rock' - " I'm living on a Chinese rock, I'm living on a Chinese rock. everything I've got is in the pawn shop", lyrics worthy of Shelley - later became a collector's classic but sold poorly as a single at the time. Thunders determined to relabel the band 'Johnny and the Junkies' and was genuinely taken aback when the record company decreed the name unsuitable. I'm unsure when or why they returned to the US. I slipped away after I had to borrow the band's wages to pay my spiraling drug bill and found them gone on my return to these shores.
It was from folks like Thunders I first appreciated the incredible phenomenon of celebrity. When incredibly hot women of impeccable lineage permit scrawny junkies to do unspeakable things to them just for an introduction, it does really make you wonder what it's all about. Witnessing how people behaved when in the company of an image, and how the person who was that image responded, was a further education. And Thunders's marketing was chaotic, to put it mildly, the mind boggles how acolytes act when they meet, say, Madonna. And how Madonna acts back. It's very easy for 'celebrities' to mutate by reflection. A very freaky thing.
Nowadays, of course, about the most exciting person I meet is the milkman. Oh, but I was young once....
ah,well I was 5yrs old in 77'
but it all sounds very exciting
had a chat with my keyworker today about what happens to junkies after they reach a certain age
I am 40 next year so must be time to lay off