The ever magnificent Cooper began a diary at BIO, where I just went to get the link, and read Jet’s insightful great post where our wonderful Cooper commented, brilliantly, twice. Oh right, I wrote a post for BIO that’s pretty good also–that’s why I didn’t write for Courting
Was going to give Cooper an accolade a day; just because, but I forgot and then I stopped posting, for a few hours. It’s very late but I don’t really want to leave my teeth saga front and center for another day. Thank you all; it’s always been as pleasant an experience as going to the dentist can be, but hey, no pain, no gain.
When I was a kid my favorite song, after my death song stage, was 96 teardrops by Question? & the Mysterians. I found out everything there is to know about them today, too tired to tell it, but couldn’t find the lyrics. It’s driving me crazy; especially since I can’t get “Wild Thing, I think I love you…”out of my head; that’s by the Troggs, a group often associated with Question?.
Read somewhere that Question? was the first punk group, but I rather doubt that I would have liked that. I liked the Rolling Stones and other British groups. Of course I liked The Beatles, but my heart belonged to the Stones. I also liked folk music; but I was very choosy.
I remember going to the Cafe Wha, on Bleeker Street in the Village which catered to fourteen year olds, and seeing them. My friend and I thought you could get high off Coca Cola and Excedrin, and tried to. Didn’t work. But we found Question? very hot
A couple of years ago he played downtown often for awhile. Was going to go, but wasn’t sure that I wanted my memory changed. Somethings are best viewed through the eyes and ears of a fourteen year old, and I suspect that 96 teardrops would never feel the same to me