Ok... did Tompkins sq run from 7th to 10th street ??
I'm losing track of how that area used to be in relation to places I would frequent.
It is quite possible we at least were art the same shows, because like you said the scene was very small back then.
I saw The Abused with Agnostic Front so many times at CBGBs at the afternoon shows, along with The Psychos, Antidote.... so many bands.... Reagan Youth..... boy, Dave's life really got sad towards the end.
In 1981, I went back to W.Berlin, which of course was in E.Germany at that time, in fact the only Germany I knew was the divided one.... I was 16 at the time, and I saw first hand what the scene was like back then.
We had a layover in London [Heathrow??] and an officer came up to me and remarked "Now that's a rather distasteful shirt, isn't it ??" and he was huge with that tall hat they wore [I was 6ft 6in !!] and I honestly had no response, as I was wearing my Never Mind The Bollocks Here's The Sex Pistols t-shirt, that I scored in Woolworths in Brooklyn LOL !!
But Berlin was wild, the kids were so destructive to themselves it was frightening but at the same time their music scene was so good.
East Berlin, that's another story for another day......................
Truth be told, I never really ventured into alphabet city, so I never really knew about all the squats down in that area, I found myself hanging out on Crosby Street south of Houstan... as it was a mix mosh of industrial, artists [sculptures] and just plain urban decay... it was just the right mix, and it was there where in 1983 that I was definately seeing a ton of stencil art, along with artists who decided that the buildings themselves were more suitable than canvas. It was amazing how different that area became once it got dark, NOBODY was outside it was super desolate, you could do anything there and nobody would bother you - except wheat paste flyers, then a big pail of boiling water would be sent down like a downpour while the man yelled POST NO BILLS.
Your stories take me way back in time, I heard about Bags... do you know what year that happened ??
I remember in 82, 83 that the scene was still united - by virtue of being so small - but by 84 it seemed that all thekids we were avoiding - the jocks - suddenly showed up and things got ugly, so I split and hung out elsewhere......
The thing I'll always remember was hanging out at Ratcage Records.
It was like being in someones apartment that sold records, which I seem to think that's essentially what it was - then there was a good recording studio right in that same area too that everyone was using.
I'm having a hard time accepting that it's really 2020, I can remember when 1999 seemed so far into the future............
In 1983, I was in a band called Adam 12.
I got kicked out before any gigs, but they did eventually play at least one show before calling it quits..... however by the early 90s we did reform and put out a 7 in record, which last time I checked is worth a stupid amount of money, god knows why as I probably have a hundred of them stored away here, maybe because REVS played guitar ??
Speaking of REVS, I knew him very very well, in fact I'm the one who turned him on to graffiti just as i was getting out of it.... and REVS took it to a whole 'nother level, especially with his life story being written in the tunnels....
I have not been in contact with him for many years, but last I heard his heath was very poor.
He played in the band GodSquad during the mid 1990s as well..... real wild guitar player, played guitar like I played electric bass... no rules, no fear !!
Can't even begin to imagine what it's like in the LES today, I remember when REVS lived on Clinton St in the early 1990s, it was still like being in a place where if you were not Spanish you were an outsider, but at the same time there was an atmosphere which could not be denied, and it felt good being down there.
Last time I checked, it's lilly white with ultra expensive rents and coffee shops replacing all the businesses the Spanish folks had going on.......
It's so strange to wonder if anyone from that whole NYHC era is still around.
I know Stephan slept in a hole, I'm not aware of a coffin but I do recall something really weird about him getting caught with hundreds of slaughtered chickens - or something like that, and that's when i knew I was going in a very different direction than he was, last I heard he's in LA, doing God knows what.............
I know Steve Wishnia still lives in NYC, but he's been out of the LES for a little while now.
Did you ever eat that stew he used to cook ??
It included everything in the kitchen sink ??
Steve's Purina Chow for People ??
If you did, you would never forget it......................
And Steve's got to be 65 by now, as I think he had 10 years on me.
For a while I was close with a real good friend of his, a woman named Lynn which is now living in Jamacia Plains up in Boston.
She knew all kinds of people in the NY Scene in the 1970s and was very open to having all kinds of people stay with her.... real cool woman, although I lost contact with her as well.......
I think the thing which was so crazy back then was the lack of communication which we take for granted today.
Back then, the telephone was it as far as communication went, you spun that wheel a few times at got someone [maybe !!] at the other end of the line but to really have nothing, and live in a cold squat in a bitter cold winter, with no outside communications man that must have been real bleak - especially if there was banging on the door or someone rushing up the stairs............