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band is one of my all time favorite bands, and their lead singer, Deborah Harry,
was my absolute childhood idol. Last
week Pat Benatar was the artist of the day, and I mentioned that she was an
idol of mine, but Deborah Harry was THE idol for me in my younger years.
I
remember Blondie coming on the scene in the 70's with a style that was a mix of
new wave/punk/and some danceable songs.
Their music sounded like something “new” in the air. Deborah Harry was the coolest. She was beautiful, wore fashionable streetwise
clothes, and let her dark roots show through her platinum blonde hair. She had
this cool, seductive, disaffected, kind of spaced out demeanor. I used to get all jazzed up when the band was
on television to perform or do an interview.
I used to say, “Look, look!! Blondie’s on!” to which my mother would
reply in disgust, "It looks like she's on drugs!". The fact that Deborah Harry incensed my
parents made her even better! I had my
own thing that my parents just couldn't understand, and it was great! When I
was a college radio DJ, they had a weekly show on Friday nights called the
Friday Night Filigree on which the DJ would pick a favorite band or artist and
devote the entire show to showcasing their songs. When I did my Friday Night Filigree show, I
chose Blondie/Deborah Harry.
I
remember going to the Mall, and there were the coolest Blondie and Deborah
Harry posters in the record stores. I
would listen to their albums in my room and hear them singing of this place
where they lived called The Lower East Side, and wonder about what this cool
place must be like. In interviews it was
often noted that the band was from New York City. I think something got stuck in that little
head of mine way back then, that NYC might be a cool place to be. And now I live there!. And guess when Deborah Harry is in New York,
guess where her apartment is located? 11
blocks away from mine! I don’t know why,
but somehow that is still cool to me as an adult that we are virtually in the
same neighborhood now. I have never run
into her yet, but if I do, it will be an exciting day for me.
After
I first moved to New York, she played a show blocks away from me at The Rubin
Museum of Art with Jim Carroll and others.
I remember I was struck by how great it was to be in New York and just
be able to walk down the street a little ways and be able to see my idol. She mentioned that she had picked up a slice
of pizza across the street before coming to the show, so you never know...maybe
one of these days our paths shall cross.
Deborah
Harry was born in Miami, and was adopted by Catherine Harry and Richard Smith
who were gift shop proprietors in Hawthorne, New Jersey. Debbie got her associates degree from
Centenary College in Hackettstown, NJ and then moved to New York City in the
late 60’s. She worked as a secretary, a
waitress at famed musician hangout Max’s Kansas City, and was a bunny at the
Playboy Club. She joined a folk rock
group called Wind in the Willows and in 1974 joined another band called The Stilettos
and met guitarist, Chris Stein. Stein left The Stilettos and started a new band called Angel and the
Snake with Tish and Snooky Bellomo (now famous for their Manic Panic line of
hair dyes and alternative cosmetics). In
1975 Harry and Stein (who were also involved romantically) formed Blondie with
drummer Clem Burke, keyboardist Jimmy Destri and Gary Valentine on bass. The band took its name from the catcalls that
Harry used to receive from truck drivers who yelled out the window to her,
“Hey, Blondie!”. Blondie became one of
the pioneering bands in the American new wave/punk scene in New York during the
1970’s playing all the important venues of the time such as Max’s Kansas City
and CBGB’s.
Their
debut album, “Blondie” was released in December 1976 by small label Private
Stock. In 1977 Blondie bought back their
contract and signed with Chrysalis records.
Their first success came in Australia when a television program called
“Countdown” mistakenly played “In the Flesh” which was the b-side to the single
they had released, “X-Offender”. Turns
out, “In the Flesh” hit a chord with listeners and reached the Australian Top
5.
In
1978 Blondie released their second album, “Plastic Letters” The first single released was “Denis” a cover
of a 1963 Randy and the Rainbows song.
It reached #2 on the U.K. charts and the next single, “(I Am Always
Touched by Your) Presence Dear” reached the U.K. top ten. They were one of the first American new wave
bands to achieve mainstream success in the U.K.
Their
next album, 1978’s “Parallel Lines” finally achieved mainstream in America
charting at #6. It was the bands most
successful album worldwide. The first
two singles were “Picture This” and “Hanging on the Telephone”. The third release “Heart of Glass “topped the
charts in 1979. It had been a rock and
reggae song in the bands repertoire that had been updated with disco
elements. “Heart of Glass” was played
extensively on radio stations all over the world and the bands underground
status was now mainstream. The next
single released in the U.S. was “One Way or Another”, while “Sunday Girl” was
the next single released in England.
Blondie’s
fourth album, “Eat to the Beat” came out in 1979. Singles from that album “Atomic”, “Dreaming”
and “Union City Blue” charted, but did not reach the same success as the songs
from the “Parallel Lines” album.
Next
Blondie collaborated with famed Italian music producer Giorgio Moroder to
record “Call Me” which was featured on the soundtrack of the movie “American
Gigolo” starring Richard Gere. It was a
#1 hit in the United States and was nominated for a Grammy Award.
Blondie
reconvened and released another album “The Hunter” in 1982. They included their song “For Your Eyes
Only”. The album did very poorly, did
not sell well, and only had two slight hits, “Island of Lost Souls” and “War
Child”. They launched a world tour that
was cancelled due to low ticket sales.
The
band was experiencing many problems.
Tensions were high due to internal struggles, some bandmates’ drug use,
the band’s commercial decline, resulting financial pressures, and also due to
the fact that Deborah Harry had become so associated with the band’s name that
many believed “Blondie” was her name, rather than the band’s name. The added focus on Harry, annoyed others in
the band. In 1981 Harry released a press
release to explain that her name was not Blondie but Deborah Harry. The band even launched a campaign with
buttons that read, “Blondie is a Group”.
On top of all this, Chris Stein came down with a painful and rare
autoimmune disease called pemphigus which causes the skin to blister, slough
off, and turn into sores. The band broke
up and announced their split in November 1982.
The
band reformed in the 90’s and released a new album “No Exit” in 1999 and
experienced another hit with the song “Maria”.
In March 2006 Blondie was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
and the band still tours today.
Lyrics:
Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture
Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, to punk rock
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!
Lyrics:
Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture
Back to back
Sacroiliac
Spineless movement
And a wild attack
Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture
Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, to punk rock
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!
But they are not my type, I mean I have no interest in these band at all now. But I am not saying that your post is not good. It is good but not of my taste.
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