meyers; quine; a latex mask
Stiff BUY 7.
Ha. So I scored an exact \’32\’ on psychologist Simon Baron-Cohen\’s online Autism-Spectrum Quotient. Recently flagged through one of Jorn Barger\’s shared items here:
\”In the first major trial using the test, the average score in the control group was 16.4. Eighty percent of those diagnosed with autism or a related disorder scored 32 or higher . The test is not a means for making a diagnosis…\”
Hell mend me. I have long suspected I suffer an abnormal gene. Fortunately, as far as my mental health goes, I have also long suspected a good many of us – womsoever that may be – fall a good way into the autistic spectrum; knocking on the door of borderline psychosis and worse. This confirmation proves zip, but I felt I ought to share it nonetheless.
Still. My best friend was diagnosed a psychopath in 1979. A diagnosis designed to keep him out of reform school. Borstal. By that time the die was cast. I barely nodded my head. And Hell\’s vaguely sinister resemblance to a candy distributing Gene Wilder never registered until now either.
The following is meyerly a re-up of a post on SibLINGSHOT ON THE BLEACHERS from August, 2008. Nobody commented then, so what the f@ck. For more personal and apposite recollections of Robert Quine, wedge a pencil between the slabbering jaws of The HoundBlog and pull up a[n] – electric – chair.
\”After his alliance with Tom Verlaine – first with The Neon Boys and then Television – had fallen afoul, Richard Meyers hatched a gunpowder plot with his new band, the Voidoids, and immediately set out to coin and otherwise capitalize on the CBGB scene in New York City.
\”Blank Generation\” first saw light of day not as an a-side but on the flip to \”(I Could Live With You In) Another World\”, released stateside on Ork Records and on Stiff in the UK in 1976.
What Hell lost in Verlaine he made up for through the shrewd recruitment of exceptional guitarist, Robert Quine to his team, with Ivan Julien accompanying him on rhythm guitar and Marc Bell (Marky Ramone) on drums. A restless native of Akron, Ohio, Quine brought an eclectic jazz oriented sensibility to the table and a lawyer\’s sharp nose for sniffing out the bullshit. Older than his peers, Quine had aquired a degree in law from Washington University in the mid to late 60\’s and had specialized in Tax Law for several years before meeting up and working with both Hell and Verlaine in a movie memorabilia store in NYC. The antithesis of naive young street punk, what he also had in abundance was a raw enthusiasm for rock n\’ roll which stretched all the way back to his pre teens, coupled with an incisive encyclopaedic knowledge.
In short, he was a great fucking guitar player and his talent is etched deep into everything the Voidoids laid down on wax.
The energy of that New York borne scene through 1976-77 may be – fittingly – forever remembered as punk rock, but Hell\’s sloganeering \”Blank Generation\” just as perfectly sums it up. With a copywriter\’s intuitively deft touch for PR mileage, he labelled a generation as precisely as any expensively targeted NYC advertising campaign.
Severely depressed after the death of his wife, Alice in August 2003 from cancer, Quine was unable to recover sufficiently to move on from his loss. He committed suicide by heroin overdose in his New York home on May 31, 2004, although there was some doubt as to whether his overdose was intentional or not.
From Lester Bangs, with characteristic restraint:
\”Someday Quine will be recognized for the pivotal figure that he is on his instrument — he is the first guitarist to take the breakthroughs of early Lou Reed and James Williamson and work through them to a new, individual vocabulary, driven into odd places by obsessive attention to On the Corner-era Miles Davis.\”
I don\’t think I would disagree.\”
▼ RICHARD HELL & THE VOIDOIDS: THE BLANK GENERATION from \”(I Could Live With You In) Another World\” 45 (Ork / Stiff) 1976 (US/UK)