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The story begins
with a trip to the UK...
Miles Copeland saw us play at one of the very last shows the New York Dolls did
together or else the 1st show David Bowie did as a solo performer.
Miles basically looked at scenes like Max's where we were at home and CBGB’s
which was a little
bit more hardcore and said there is a parallel scene going on in
London. He said "you have to come to London and be part of what’s going on there"
and we said the bands a fluid unit and we don’t even know who’s free to
travel. It turned out 3 of us could go. Cherry, our guitar player
Louie (Cherry's boyfriend) and me and a friend who acted as manager. Miles
said that’ wouldn't be a problem because his brother Stewart has a band called the
Police and if we don’t mind them being our opening act they could play
bass and drums for us. Cherry had a friend in London, an art dealer, so
we didn’t have to worry about paying a lot of rent because he was glad
to have somebody there. So we could survive if we lived on fish and
chips and shared a pint. We do owe it to Miles.
I think
we were caught up in a missionary zeal for the punk movement. Music was
very dead at that time. Fleetwood Mac was happening here in the United
States and there was nothing to be excited about until Max’s created
this forum for people to bring in original ideas. Now what the New
Yorkers call New Wave and what Londoners call punk are very
different things. The New Wave movement in New York was very open when you
think of bands like Blondie, Talking Heads, Ramones, Suicide, Pere
Ubu and of course Cherry Vanilla. These bands were as different to each other as they
were alike. It was originality and the willingness to experiment that
was the furnace that fired Max’s Kansas City. We had expected the
same when
we came to England. Instead we found a punk movement with very rigid
rules and restrictions, a dress code, behaviour code and music code. At
first we were a little bit shocked but Miles was right we did fit in
because of the incredibly aggressive energy level that we had on stage.
We were much more of a power pop band in the sense of Blondie.
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We landed and
were drunk as skunks too. I was practically falling over. Then Leee
Childers met us with a bottle of Jack Daniels, tossed us into a
limousine and took us straight to see the Damned at the Roxy Club. I was completely
hooked. I had never seen a band that ferocious before. I was just in
love. Max’s was an insiders club. It was larger than the Roxy. So we
were familiar with that atmosphere. We were familiar with being
surrounded with fellow musicians who understood what we were doing and
were egging us on and throwing gasoline on the fire. What was different
about the Roxy 1) The outrageous level of freedom, people were pogoing,
there was still a little of the ceiling left. It hadn’t all come down,
they were literally pulling down what was left of the ceiling on their
heads. And Andy was like ’cool’ To him this was fascinating. It was
if it was a giant Kids playground where they could express themselves
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The one and only Leee
Childers |
As you know from the reviews we definitely encountered
significant resistance from the people who thought of themselves as punk
spokesmen. At the Roxy Club there was initially a resistance but we
realised this and so we
worked twice as hard. The gig went tremendous. I think it was an eye
opener to the kids who had gone to the 100 Club. They were following
punk down a specific road and what they wanted to see was more steps and
more steps and more innovation don a specific road that they considered
they were building. That road was called punk. Tangents to that road to
them was heretical, blasphemy and I think it was an eye opener to them
to see bands like Cherry Vanilla and the Heartbreakers too who did
didn’t stick exactly to that road but added their own elements and
branched off in their own directions. So despite the fact that for a
soft opening song or two we might get a little bit of friction by the
time we were into our 3 or 4th song we were a smash every
time we played and rarely anywhere we played got less than 3 encores..
And I think that speaks a lot louder than the reviews from people like
Tony Parsons and Julie. People who didn’t look at us like we were the
real thing. The fact that we did so many tours. The fact that after the
initial Heartbreakers tour we almost never opened for anyone, we always
headlined because no one wanted to go on after us.

Manchester, Birmingham and Leeds - places like that all wanted to drink from
the punk well and bands radiated out and played all over. There were times like at Southampton we had to have
bodyguards literally encase us in their bodies to get us off the stage
at the end of the show because the audience just swamped the stage. We
just put on great shows. You become a headliner when no one else dares go
on afterwards. Great reaction everywhere, even when we played a biker
club the Lafayette in Wolverhampton and Chester. We walked on stage
and it looked like there was all Judas Priest fans out there and we
thought were going to be ripped to shreds but they adored us. I think
Cherry’s sexuality sort of disarmed them very quickly. We were just a
really crunchy band playing flat out rock ’n' roll. We used to double
time the song 'Liverpool' at the end which isn’t done on the album
It was high speed slamming
rock ’n' roll and the audience loved the chaos!
Cherry though hated the spitting. At the Marquee they began gobbing
and Cherry just put her hands up and stopped the band and said "You
think you are being so cool spitting on us. Well let me tell you
something if one more person throws one more gob up here I’m taking the
entire band and we’re leaving the stage" and that was the end of the
gobbing
In terms of set list and the band itself it should be
remembered that when the Cherry Vanilla arrived in London she did not have a
permanent band. She had been encouraged by David Bowie to convert her
poems like ‘Pop Tarts’ into songs and she had a constant flow of
musicians that helped her; consequently Michael Lamen wrote 'Little Red
Rooster'. All these musicians that passed through her bands at different
times wrote different songs for her. By the time I joined her the list
of songs was by 7 or 8 different composers and the show was a bit of
a variety act. It was all rock but in different colours spices and
grooves and that’s the show we played at the Roxy.
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When we landed in
London and lived there Cherry was in love with Louie and he became the sole
writer. Together they wrote an entire show and this was very heavily
influenced by the punk bands we went and saw. We went from a crunchier,
more rockier more Mott The Hoople type of show to the speed show that
is the Cherry Vanilla album. The band that Sting and Stuart played in
had more different grooves and more different feel. By the time the New
York boys joined us we had become a very different band with a very
different show and sound. A lot of the songs on the album were fast.
Only a couple written by other guys. 'Foxy Bitch' and 'Little Red
Rooster' still have that slower Max’s kind of feel. We were always a great live act and one thing I like
about the 'Bad Girl' album is that it captures the live act very well. |
We wrote pop song the way the Ramones wrote pop songs
just we were a little poppier. An important point not covered by reviews is
that Cherry’s work is very confessional in the style of Lou Reed
in that they
are very personal narratives about what happened to her; what she felt
and her experiences. They are her diary and when you saw her
on stage you got the sense that this woman is being very candid and
talking about herself.
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sexual!
I think that is something we had in common. I
think that is something that drew the band members together. That we
were all very sexual animals and the aggressive sexual image had a significant amount to do with
our bad press. I would find it very very difficult to name a single punk band that
was sexual.
We just reeked hormones and it was all of us onstage. Cherry
being this incredibly beautiful female face with a fantastic body
stunning legs and very very sexy. The other three guys in
the band were straight and all studs and I was the gay guy so we were
all flirting with every single person in the audience.
I can’t say that
Cherry wasn’t flirting with the lesbians. We were sexually stimulating
every person in the house which was an alien experience for most people
and for most punks. Nobody had the hormonal level we had on stage. We
carried ourselves down the street as sexual animals which was very unpunk.
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Sexual? Who? |
I
seemed to get on best with
with bass players like Gaye Advert and Sting. JJ Burnel was another who though we
didn’t see each other often we were like 2 peas in a pod. I was most
fascinated with bands that could drive the audience the hardest like the
Damned and X Ray Spex. I was on the Pistols boat ride – I was the American
arrested – I’m in the Filth & The Fury but in the background you can’t
really see me. I was in the nick that night. X Ray Spex, Gen X and Tom Robinson
were all good
friends and I was out every single night there was so much good music
happening.
It wasn't all fun though. I was beat up 5 times. A rib cracked, beaten
and robbed, once by Teds, once by football hooligans and once from just
some anti
punk. It was frightening to just walk down the street; It was scary.
These things just made the punks nastier. It made us even more
defensive. More bristly because it was dangerous to walk down the
street. People could easily shout things at us and physically assault
us.
There was alcohol fuelled violence but mostly it was not
from the original punks. It was mostly from the suburban kids who came
later and wanted to be punker than what we were. The ones that didn’t
fake sticking safety pinks through their cheek but actually did because
they hadn’t quite figured out how you could do that. Those suburban
hooligans who came later were the aggressive and I remember one night
outside the Vortex I got myself in trouble as someone walked by with pair
of Vivienne Westwood pants on, obviously some young kid from the suburbs
who had never been to a punk club before, and I had the misfortune to
open my mouth and say 'oh £75 to be a real punk!' Well it was the
stupidest thing I ever said and we got into a bit of a fight.
Being gay wasn't a
problem either. Both at Max’s and
especially at the Roxy I encountered the most fraternal cooperative,
friendly, interacting between gays and straights that I have ever seen
before or since. There were so many gay people at the Roxy who were just
as openly gay as straight people are openly straight and nobody gave a
damn. The whole point was to be who you are, what you are and nobody
gave a damn. There were a lot of gays in straight bands outside of
London. I got laid just as much particularly Eric's in Liverpool. Eric's
was particularly fertile ground.
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The end of the band? I have unhappy memories about this.
Bad Girl sold around 50K and 'I Know How To Hook' was used on Dutch TV
on a documentary about prostitution but we never reached any charts
except in Holland. Essentially Cherry sent us home when we weren’t
touring and stayed in London with Louie. Venus was solely the creation
of Cherry, Louie and the producer in London. It was done with session
men and it didn’t do well.
I
went back to New York hooked up with the rest of the Cherry Vanilla
band, fell in love with a woman, Sherri Beachfront, and got her to front a band called Get
Wet and had a number 39 single. Later I got into experimental theatre. |
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Photos are a bitter memory for me. In that
famous 'lick me' photo of Cherry I’m standing directly behind Cherry and
could have not been more strategically eclipsed if you had placed her!
But look at the Roxy cover. Do you see the piano on stage? What looks like one person
standing to the left that’s actually two. That’s me dressed
in an olive
green jumpsuit taking the pickup out of the back of the piano. The head
that you see bending to the left is Stewart Copeland taking apart his
famous Tamlas.
The picture is after our gig march 3rd 1977
and I think one of the two people sitting on the right is Ian Copeland.
If you look directly above the piano you’ll notice that there’s a second
head there above the piano and that's mine! That’s the only picture of me at the Roxy
that I have. I don’t tell most people because they think I’m
making it up but I’m the only person to bring an acoustic piano
down those damn stairs. How ironic that of all people the Police
should be on the cover! It would make those
punks grind their teeth. |
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Look...the Roxy and Max’s was a privilege to have been at.
Lets
here it for Zecca...

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