June 7, 1973. The height of technology.


Daltrey, piercing even in black and white. (June 7, 1973)


The Master of Erotic Despair, Leonard Cohen. Dayyyum. (June 7, 1973)


Utterly classic. Ad from June 21st issue, 1973.


Maybe these hip people are listening to Bowie on their Hear Muffs!!! (June 21, 1973)


“A young man’s search for the things that everybody wants.” (July 5, 1973)


More like hot Mid-Western, amiright? (Dylan is from Minnesota…too much of a stretch? July 5, 1973)


Glorious. (July 19, 1973)20150328_145820

Isaac. (July 19, 1973)


George. (July 19, 1973)


I’d like to wear that on the subway, next to a man spreader. (August 16, 1973)


I had wondered about this. The oldest copies have not held up well, what with the folding. (August 30, 1973)


Sleepy Van Morrison. (August 30, 1973)


New York Dolls ad, August 30, 1973.


Roberta. (September 13, 1973)


I wonder how much praise the person who came up with this concept received.


Maybe if I am ever famous I would shill for something, but only if I actually liked to product, and only if I could pose in an ad with it like this. (September 27, 1973)



A timeless Ralph Steadman piece, September 27, 1973.


Persistent pant campaign. (October 11, 1973)


David Carradine serving major face. (October 25, 1973)


Slumber party at Al Green’s house! (October 25, 1973)


Liza Minnelli, Alice Cooper, and Ronnie Spector. How did the camera not combust?! (November 8, 1973)


Crazy. (November 8, 1973)


This accompanied a piece called “Hatboxes Full of Dreams” about beauty contests. I like that flashbulb quality image layered over a solid color. (November 8, 1973)


Gimme Mick. (November 8, 1973)


Bowie’s marketing and style presence really set the bar. (November 22, 1973)



Also great design, though I don’t know about the cherub. Plus OVERALLS (November 22, 1973)


Radical. (December 6, 1973)


Could you imagine what would happen if 70s Lou Reed and Loudon Wainwright III got together? What would they talk about?

(December 6, 1973)


I should research who designed ads for Apple Records. (December 6, 1973)


I feel like that is a genuine smile on Diana’s face. (December 20, 1973)


This goof again. How could I not? The colors, the colors! And the curls.  (December 20, 1973)

Apparently I jumped to 1982…


Belushi and Aykroyd. Can we talk about the name Aykroyd? The more I look at it and say it in my head the stranger it seems.


I’ll tell you where you went wrong – you placed overalls in the past. Overalls are the present and the Future!




Again, not praising the actual product, just the design of the ad.


Zappa babies.


Diane Keaton is the coolest.


Worlds are colliding! Joe is such a babe.


Now that’s a dynamic layout.


Damn. Sanity versus insanity.



Lest you think I’ve found better ways to spend my time, this little ongoing series of my adventures pillaging dusty old periodicals continues!

Terri Garr

Teri Garr is so cool. Also I want an applause sign (February 17, 1983).

dustin hoffman

I don’t trust anyone who doesn’t like Dustin Hoffman. (February 3, 1983)

bowie shark

Bowie shark.

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Ooh bad boy Petty tearin’ up currency (February 3, 1983).

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Petty tour ad from the January 6, 1983/December 23rd, 1982 double issue.

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Sigh. Elvis Costello also in that double issue.

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Jumping back to 1972 with this Bowie cover. Dig that headline.

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Now that, is a rock star. Same issue as above, November 9, 1972.

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November 9, 1972. I had no idea Martin Mull was ever so big. I think my only reference point for him was his stint on Roseanne. Which perhaps sells his career short, meaning no short shrift to the brilliance of Roseanne. He was annoying in that role though.

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Pardon the blur; I guess Bowie makes me unsteady. The caption: “Bowie in New York: “America is the loneliest place in the world”. January 18, 1973.

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Poco ad, January 4, 1973. Funny how once you discover something, it pops up in your life again.

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Certainly not just a children’s book author. January 18, 1973.

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Look at Zappa in that sweater vest. March 15, 1973.

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Poor Ronnie. March 15, 1973.

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I love illustrated ads. So rare these days. Also March 15, 1973.

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Words to live by. April 26, 1973.

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Trippy ol’ Todd, May 10, 1973.

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Kim Fowley, May 10, 1973.

And now, back to the 80s.

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How have I not seen this movie? August 19, 1982.

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Be still me heart. Joe Strummer. Same Tron issue.

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Worlds are colliding!

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I’ve got to keep up the Hall and Oates quota around here. November 11, 1982.

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Bittersweet. From the October 28, 1982 issue.

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Just a coupla cover boys. E.T. July 22, and Sly July 8, 1982.

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Laurie Anderson in that July 8th issue too.

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I couldn’t agree more.

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Ach. I love these two. June 24, 1982.

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I would’ve hit that. June 10, 1982. (Do people still use that phrase?)

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Let’s end this post on a high note. As high as the hemline of Brokaw’s shorty shorts:

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Oh Todd, if only that were possible.

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April 27,1972 Prime Jagger.

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A granola ad. This is such a far cry from the modern days ads in Rolling Stone.

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Damn. It’s time I get into Randy Newman. At least his stuff before cartoon accompaniments.

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Now there’s a sock ad. Thanks 1972.

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Tina and Bowie welcome us to June 1985.

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Aidan and Bono? If I ever were to see those to together, particularly in 1985, I would have evaporated. Spontaneous combustion.

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Lately I’ve been re-appreciating Bryan Adams. He’s vegan! Look at Tina being a boss.

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Look at those tresses on Tilbrook.

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Oh Lou.

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I know he’s had his questionable moments, but I still like him. I used to sneak down to the living room when I couldn’t sleep and find my dad watching his show. I probably didn’t keep my eyes open long after crawling up into his lap, but I absorbed an essence. Plus I always knew whatever my dad thought was cool, was legit.

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Stipe in coveralls. It’s crazy that Peter Buck is the most attractive in this photo. For a brief moment in time. Mike Mills makes everyone who ever had a bowl cut feel a little bit better.

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Sigh. Where can I find my Bruce? I’m listening to Born to Run (the album) as I type this.

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I didn’t know this was a book first! or that Alan Zweibel wrote it!!! I need to read it. The movie was fantastic, and Zweibel, I hold in high esteem for his time at SNL and moreover, his special kinship with Gilda Radner. Read Bunny Bunny.

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1985 wouldn’t be complete without a bit of Madge.

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Frank Sinatra and fans. Does this type of boundary-crossing still occur? I feel like if there were repercussions for this lady, they wouldn’t be anywhere near as harsh as they would be today. Though, well worth it nonetheless.

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Do I spy a young Jason Alexander? I would never have guessed that he modeled for Levi’s. Now that is some party trivia.

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He really doesn’t want your hot dog.

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Bowie serving face.

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Patrick Swayze and C. Thomas Howell. I’m not sure who the woman is. I’m also not sure what the point of this spread would have been…according to the wealth of the internet, these guys didn’t have a movie in 1985… they did Red Dawn in 1984, and of course The Outsiders in 1983. Let’s just enjoy it for what it is then.

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Another candy-colored absurd beer ad.

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No words.

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Nearly 30 years ago.

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HERo! i rode the 1 train next to her for a few stops once. Magical.

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Why couldn’t actual year book photos be as cool as these? (From the Rolling Stone Yearbook 1984.)

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i lurve me some Michael Keaton.

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Hold the phone kids. UHAUL used to rent out clunky portable vcrs? And called it Haullywood?! That just makes me think of Pauly Shore. I wonder how many of these things are in landfills.

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Time to swing back to high brow.

Prince is manicured royalty. The precision that must go into maintaining such a look!

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A guy I once dated (who was a teenager in the 80s) claimed that I reminded him of Belinda Carlisle. I don’t know how I feel about that. Like what era of Belinda Carlisle, ya know?

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Fairuza Balk!

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Young love. I can’t wait for Chrissie Hynde’s autobiography, due later this year.

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Look at those eyes. Are you mad about having to get your photo taken, Bob, or that you’re not wearing a shirt?

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Behold the engineering feat that was breakdancing sneakers.

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Only for the elite!

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May 1984. I went to grad school with a girl who didn’t know who Cyndi Lauper is. I was insulted by her ignorance. INSULTED.

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I mean, the kid was raised in a strict religious home in the some podunk Southern town, so I guess that’s how such ignorance exists. Sad.

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There’s a nice shirt Bob. And some overwhelming track pants on Dave. I wonder why he has his hands so timidly placed in front of his groin.

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So cool.

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The brilliance of this image is dumbfounding.

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This is such a lovely illustration for a film. I wish there were more ads like this.

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I have a Blaupunkt in my 2004 Ford! The Ultimate in Complete Car Sound Systems. Supposedly.

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What is he pointing at? Did he break his pinky? Is it crooked? He looks pretty out of it.

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More nerdy Letterman, this time with a helping of Franken!

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When the Camcorder was new. I think my aunt still has hers.

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Talk about a boom time for technology. Leather briefs!

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This cover is so beautiful. The composition, the color of the print. The fierce eyebrow game and cheekbones.

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I couldn’t believe that multiple sclerosis made the pages of Rolling Stone. I’m sure my dad would’ve heard about this benefit for Ronnie Lane (Faces, The Small Faces), years before his own diagnosis. I wonder if he gave it a passing thought.

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Perhaps more unbelievably, they dedicated an entire cover to Ronnie Lane’s fight, and his mates’ efforts to raise awareness. The charity concerts supported Action into Research for Multiple Sclerosis (ARMS) in 1983, which is an organization I had never heard of. This gets me in the feels. 2015-03-07 16.19.01

Anyhoo. Here’s Steve Jobs with his baby.

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Joe Strummer. A member of the elite group of men who have roamed this earth and shown me what men are capable of being, therefore raising my standards to an unconscionably high level.

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They were such babies! Damn right the Stray Cats were great faces of 1983.

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Subtley risque.

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u2 by david montgomery

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I wonder how many people wasted money on this.

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Nylon billfolds is such a nicer way of saying velcro wallet.

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Merry Christmas indeed.

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Now those are power suits.

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I can’t get enough of young Jerry Harrison. Patrick Fugit needs to play him in a movie.

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Now that’s a centerfold.

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Catherine O’Hara being all experimental.

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It’s hard to believe he’s English.

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A seemingly out of place, yet very welcome fashion spread about sunglasses.

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Pee Wee!!!

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You didn’t think I’d go a post without Hall and Oates, didja?

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Bonus! G.E. Smith right under that 9!

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I love this pose so much. it’s such a small gesture but it speaks volumes.

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Gilda! Put down the soda!

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Prince again. He must’ve sold issues.

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And given the lace industry a boost.

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This gave me newfound interest in Joan Baez. Obviously I know that she and Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. were both alive and active in their respective careers at the same time, but seeing them together was like fitting a puzzle piece into a big puzzle. For some reason I don’t often think of folk music when I think of the civil rights movement, and vice versa, which is silly because they are so obviously relative.

Upon preliminary research, I learned that Baez is half Mexican and half Scottish. What a combination.

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I just like this.

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Dudley Moore! The Sex Thimble!

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The McGarrigles! Featuring elementary-age Rufus Wainwright on the far left! I’m not sure which one is Martha.

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I knew there was another picture of Brian Setzer in this grouping. So much look.

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I daresay he got better with age.

Until next time!


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The July 15th, 1976 issue of Rolling Stone featured a lengthy piece on the new show “Saturday Night”.

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I particularly enjoy old photos of Lorne Michaels.

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He was a babe. I also love how the show is repeatedly referred to as “SN” for Saturday Night, which beautifully, is also my initials. Coincidence? I think not.

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There were also great portraits of most of the cast members. I’d never seen this shot of Gilda before.

In other 1976 issues…

A goofy McCartney from the June 17th issue.

A goofy McCartney from the June 17th issue.

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A striking Hall and Oates full page ad from May 20th.

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Lou in the April 8th issue. Gotta love that yellow script typography.

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Dylan, March 11th. I could stare at this face for hours.

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I just like this Bose ad. It’s a pretty sassy lil’ ad.

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A February 12th, 1976 Patti Smith album review. All hail. Better than this? A full spread in the January 1st issue!

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February 12th. Bowie made all of the other covers between January and July look silly.

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Dylan and Ali in the January 15th issue.

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“Bob’s attitude is very similar to the Buddhist view of nonattachment.”

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And this gem from the January 1st issue. This is one for a caption contest.

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And last, but most certainly not least, a letter from “Lennono” in the January 1st issue.

Evil iPod

Sometimes my iPod can be a real bitch. Today, it decided to give me three broken-heart-exacerbating tunes in a row. Without further ado…

Can you believe I used to find this anthemic for my situation? Laughable!

If you don’t get Dylan, you don’t get me.

Karen O wrote this about a former Australian love. Go on girl.

I just can’t bring myself to rid the iPod of any material that might incite pain. Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment.

Looking Outward

Tuesday night I had the privilege of screening There but for Fortune, a documentary about folk legend Phil Ochs (ah the perks of working in an indie cinema!).

Admittedly, I did not know anything about Ochs before this film, which is a gigantic shame. From the same Greenwich Village scene as Bob Dylan, Ochs never quite got as much recognition for his work being in Dylan’s shadow.

As one interviewee in the film said, it was easy to like Dylan. Not so much with Ochs whose material cut right to the core of politic issues of the day, never holding back. (Not that Dylan held back… his lyrics just weren’t as… literal). Another interviewee mentioned at one point how Dylan couldn’t quite ever bring himself to praise Ochs’ work, for he felt it lacked emotion. Come on Zimmerman!

I’m very intrigued with Ochs’ oeuvre and plan on investigating it further. But I can tell you that as a person, or at least what this film showed of him as a person, I found him devastating. He seemed to give everything to his work. When he got on a stage with his guitar, no matter how scathing the words would be that spewed from his lips, he had such a sense of dignity and a boyish charm. I suppose the polite fashion of the day helped. And I don’t know whether this would be a compliment or an insult to Ochs, but if ever a biopic opportunity arose, I think Conor Oberst could easily portray him (definitely a compliment for Oberst).

Surprisingly there aren’t many decent shots of Oberst floating around               online, but I can still see it.

Like I said, I approached this doc without any background info. There was a palpable sense of tragedy, so I knew he must’ve met an untimely end, but I was still somewhat shocked to learn that he had hung himself, especially at the mere age of 35. He looked so much older than 35 in the drunken footage. I find it heartbreaking how his talent could have flooded him so rapidly and then suddenly escape him, being replaced with mental illness, such a mysterious and terrifying plague. A fellow folkie from back in the day noted, while discussing Ochs’ demise, that perhaps a large part of his problem was how he turned his focus inward, rather than outward where so much of his material and passion had once been derived.

This is a must-see.