Post David Johansen' death this summer my friend Dakota send an email was sifting through photos of Johansen and thought, he looks like Peter. Not surprised I’m not the only person who has made the comparison.
Enjoy those beaches and little sights in life. Often while withdrawing, one of the worst moments was seeing a beautiful sight and being unable to fully appreciate it because of the condition I was in. Makes you understand why Buzz Aldrin became a total drunk after returning from Space.
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I was once at Max's 1978 and the lanky singer from the Student Teachers approached our table and said, "We're covering Personality Crisis in our set."
"Thanks. Key of G please."
A strange look. Then I realized he thought I was David Johanson.
The lead singer of the New York Dolls and I shared the same hair and big head and a savage face. Later in that decade in London at night on the King's Road someone asked, "Are you Gary Numan?"
My blonde girlfriend thereafter called me 'suedehead', since the pop star had a smooth coif. Lisa and I lasted to the end of 1979. I've never seen her after running into her in Paris at Albert de Paname's Nouvelle Eve in Pigalle. 1985.
The world will exist with or without us. I've had a good life. On the beach at Ditch Plains. Mist covering a gray sea. A light easterly wind . A waist high swell. A score of seal skinned surfers on the break. On the beach tourists. Talking. I wander down the beach. Not to silence, but the sound of the waves.
I plan on living forever for ever how long that is. At least longer than David Johansen. I doubt anyone ever accuse him of looking like me.
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