The Glam Rock Heathers

The pop culture world seems to think it's the '80s again, but the rock/punk subculture in NYC seems to think it's the '70s. Maybe not, but hear me out.

Last night, at the Zeros show at Southpaw (which was amazing despite the fact they didn't play "Girl on the Block"), there must have been five guys with the same ridiculous glam rock mullet (which I guess qualifies as a late '70s/early '80s thing).

Anyway I've seen these dudes around at other rock shows in recent years, and I have to laugh when they all kinda roll in together with their stupid hair and vests and tight jeans and platinum-headed girlfriends. It's so high school: to be my friend and validate my persona, you must look and act like me, otherwise I will not trust you and my insecurity will be exposed. Oh, and ya gotta love Hanoi Rocks.

I can't seem to find a photo that captures their redundant hairdos.

UPDATE: I think Christopher Guest's Nigel do in Spinal Tap is close. Paul McCartney's in this photo is close, too:







And Friday night was just plain strange. After traipsing around Brooklyn for a couple hours with friends following the Spits show (another great one) at the new Knitting Factory, we landed at Glasslands -- definitely not my typical haunt. It seemed like the whole crowd had stepped out of a Dazed and Confused extras casting call. MC5 rip-off band hammin' it up on stage as 20-something chicks in tight bell-bottoms slinked around below.

Then there was Harry Shearer as Derek Smalls look-alike. I mean, the long hair, the stupid long mustache. I think he had a tinfoil wrapped cucumber in his pants, too.




But, who am I to judge? Let he without sin cast the first pet rock.