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Blondie blog, dedicated to my faves Blondie/Debbie Harry 🖤🧡mum, wife, nanny, nurse, mcfc, Instagram /tiktok 👉🏼 sunday_girl74 NO DMs 🛑
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The Nice list was boring anyway! 😈📸 @chrissteinplays
Le Pavillion De Paris 🇫🇷 January (1980) 📸 Bertrand Laforet
“Being a previous meat packing plant plus the fact that it was the middle of January, the entire floor was solid ice. Evidently the facility was also used as an ice skating venue in the winter! Anyway, all the promoters did was put down sheets of plywood on the ice and every one of us froze our tails off. I'm pretty sure the band didn't stick around to do an encore after that show!" ~ Pat Maloney (gig goer)
O.T.D in 1978 Blondie played Musikladen 🎶
‘Leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfactionfrom your cigarette
It's ten to ten and time is running out
Lock up all your memories, get out of here, you know that we can run’ 🎶🎸🎤🥁
NME (1987)
Chris turns on me, reloads, and begins pumping another magazine into me to make sure I’m dead.
“The music business has changed so much, I’m quite amazed the way everything has wound up, I never really thought it could go to quite an extreme, it’s sorta like before the Beatles, it reminds me of the, you know, early ’60s – Frankie Valli, whatever; the record companies have realised they can sell anything – they weren’t quite aware of that, they didn’t quite realise their power. The scene we started out with, there was quite a lot of radical, political, I don’t know, whatever you fucking wanna call it, a movement towards a pure ideal or whatever. It’s so commercial now. I mean, they’ve stamped out Mohican haircuts.”
Debbie: “I told you. He makes no sense. He’s a Communist.”
Chris: “Everything’s gone back to like it was before we started.”🩶
Debbie & Chris leaving London for New York following Debbie’s appearance on the Muppet Show 🤍📸 Dennis Stone (1980)
‘In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you’ 🎶🎸🎤🥁
NME (1987)
At this point Chris Stein, who has knocked on the door and walked across the room towards us, sits down next to Debbie and begins to machine-gun me with words. He is waving a newspaper around. “Guy blows his brains out on TV” he says, excited. “They showed the whole thing. 20 or 30 times. The whole thing 20 or 30 times. In the same day.”
Debbie: “Now that’s really journalism.”
Chris: “I hope that this starts a trend in politics and that more politicians follow the lead.”
Debbie: I think I’d like to see some self-immolation.”
Chris: “Gasoline, gun, anything. Any method as long as they do it. I think it’s a real good idea. At the moment it’s okay if you’re Cambodian but if they wanna show a senator from Philadelphia blowing his brains out they have legal problems. And the very next story is like 12 dead Columbians in a riot. And that’s okay, they can show the dead on the street but not this guy.”
Debbie: “He’s a Communist. He doesn’t know anything. Don’t listen to him.”
Chris: “I’m not a Communist, for God’s sake. Communism doesn’t even exist! 🖤
If you’ve never seen Chris Stein rant this is for you 😂😂 Point of view with Rob Roth (and my very own page 194 👌🏼)
✨💫Dreaming is free 💫✨ retweeted
Peter Max flyer for The Head Shop. Probably the first head shop in the country, possibly the world. Debbie Worked there. I've managed to hold onto this since the 60s
Debbie & Chris backstage at The Lone Star Cafe NYC with Robert Gordon (2nd left) & Southside Johnny (far right) 🖤📸 Ebet Robert’s
Blondies 1st time on U.S TV Mike Douglas show April (1978) 🎶
‘Oh, when we walk, it always feels so nice
And when we talk, it seems like paradise
Denis, Denis, I'm so in love with you’ 🎶🎸🎤🥁
Good morning everyone
NME (1987)
Debbie talks to me as if she were a press-officer talking about Debbie Harry. She is brilliant at low-key self-advertisement. It is almost as if she is talking about herself in the third person. This, though, is not what is strange about her; I still can’t work that out. When I talk about films she has made, or directors she would like to work with, she is quite capable of describing every one as if she had just been given an award; Cronenberg is “fantastic”, he has a “unique vision”, she was “so lucky to work with him”, and so forth.
Acting is what she really wants to talk about. At first, leading questions are dismissed swiftly, professionally:
Problems? “No, not really.”
Fears? “Nothing much.”
New album not exactly a radical departure? “Right.”
Clearly she needs some reassurance. “Aha” I say, “you’re used to all those nasty tabloids.”
“All that SHIT” she says. She’s coming alive at last. “The dailies over here are really obscene. We get filth like that in New York, sure. But not six of them. My God. HA HA HA. And the way they cover the Royals. If I was a Royal I think I’d go nuts because… well, you’d think they’d get something out of it, having to act like such a… a pill all your life. They get nothing. They have no fun. They never get to be sleazy.” 🖤📸 @chrissteinplays