Like all true Americans, I was saddened to learn that The Cramps' Lux Interior passed away last week. The Cramps made punk culturally aware, blending Memphis rockabilly with Appalachian Old Time and NYC 42nd Street gender-bending. Guitarist/co-founder/wife Poison Ivy is a great musician and an intimidating butch while Lux was a leather banshee femme, howling sex into punk, which had previously been celibate by circumstance (The Ramones were ugly) or politics (Johnny Rotten says, "sex is boring dirty hippie shit").
The Cramps. I miss 'em.
Pitchfork posted a bunch of videos. Here are a few more.
"What's Inside A Girl?" Live:
"Can Your Pussy Do the Dog" Live:
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